Today is a safe today. I’m doing things I enjoy for no other reason because I feel like doing these things at this time. I have my usual mental Sunday to-do list and I’m doing what needs to get done but that list is not defining today.
I have almost finished blinging out the shirt a friend gave me.
Yes, that is glow in the dark fabric paint. Good eye. I still want to define the ruins a bit, add a few irregular broken eight-sided pavers. Because that meme “my body is a temple yadda yadda” makes me think Cthulhu and temple of Bel-Shamharoth pretty much simultaneously. So I need visual references to both even if no one picks up on them.
So the Cthulhu is pretty obvious but not everyone knows Bel-Shamharoth. Or why the pavers must have eight sides. Here’s a long distance awkward chin jut “s’up” to everyone who gets it.
I sewed a bit. Hemming. blurgh. I’ll save that for another day.
I colored Easter eggs.
That front one (right) is for anyone lgbtqia2s+ or anyone else in need of acceptance. A small symbol of hope for anyone who needs it. That egg has a small hairline crack from me delicately dipping it in each of my five colors* and of course I dropped it. I actually think I dropped it putting it in the first glass. So the egg inside should be really something. It’s still a good message for this Palm Sunday.
Peace.
Love.
Maybe don’t lionize someone this week and then condemn them next week — but that’s a pretty complex message for one little egg, even a pretty dyed one, to convey.
And I just realized that maybe it's a little odd mixing Lovecraft elder gods (+ Pratchett humorous version of elder gods) with Christianity. But anyone who would be put off by that juxtaposition is probably too busy trolling for a rainbow Easter egg.
And I just took a loaf of Asiago bread out of the oven. It won’t win a bake-off. I tried thumping the bottom and it does not sound hollow. But it smells delish. It’s a recipe I’ve meant to try for months but always talked myself out of. Well good or bad — I really hope it’s good — I made it.
p.s. I texted the shirt pic to the friend who gave it to me and she approves. She also feels glow in the dark fabric paint counts as blinging which I wasn’t so sure of.
p.p.s. I just tried the bread, specifically the end that mostly broke off as I removed it from the cast iron skillet. It is wonderful. I think this is what they mean when they say “good crumb” on baking shows. Good plain and with butter.
*I bought a dye kit a few weeks ago, right back at the beginning of Lent because I usually wait until almost Easter and there are hardly any dye kits left. By shopping early I could choose between mermaid, dinosaur, um maybe unicorn, something else odd like birds, an egg volcano (????), and finally the deluxe kit, which came with nine colors which seemed like a lot for ten eggs and anyway I don’t have nine short tumblers to mix up that many colors and the box still only had a dozen punch-out drying holes so really I need someone to walk me through the thought process behind this item. Anyway, I dropped the yellow tablet and never found it and decided to just double-up the other tablets because I like the really strong colors and it’s hard to guess what color some of the tablets will be once they dissolve. I’m happy with the result.
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