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Branching Out

Thing I’d like to do in oh-nine:

• Start blogging more cooking-related things.  Maybe wine notes or recipes that we’ve made.  Photos, photos.
• Likewise about the design.  Of course I should start designing more in general, but I’d also like to share with you what I’m working on.  If, at the very least, to be a record of where I’m at for future-self.
• I’ve neglected teamEggers pretty hardcore for a while. I think being a newlywed took its toll and I’ve just been living a bit under the radar.  I would really like to start posting every day again.
• “Find my calm center.”  Also known as “Stop being so uptight.”.  This is the new-years-resolutiony-thing.  I need to calm down.  Slow down.  Enjoy life more and stop being so stressed out all the time. But the big question remains… how?

Dreams of Cherry Blossoms.

We’re moving to Japan in 2 weeks.  Two. Weeks. 14 days.  Slowly, it’s starting to hit me.  Until I had the plane tickets in my metaphorical hand, I wasn’t positive that I was going – which means that I haven’t really thought about this until very recently.  But here we are, fourteen days out and counting.

We’ll be sure to keep the blog updated with photos and adventures, so be sure to stay tuned.

In the past few days of visiting with friends and family, it’s come up in conversation a bit.  Talking about it so much has made it seem more real. Up until now it’s just been something of a dream – our preparations more rote than mental.  I very much hope that we don’t hang out exclusively with other Americans from the base. That we branch out, explore, get lost, and are shocked by the extremities of another culture.  I can’t wait to try new foods I’ve never heard of and find myself in situations that I’ve previously only dreamt of.

I’m looking forward to the cherry blossoms in spring. The long nights of sake drinking.  I’d like to learn how to cook regionally. Find local fish markets.

Until then, KMF.

Projects

I’m working on our wedding photo-books.  I now understand that the reason for paying the photographer an extra 2k to lay them out for you is so that they actually get done – it’s just so easy to procrastinate. And then to stare at the page layouts and wonder if what’s front of you is good enough. If those photos are really the ones you’d like to have on your coffee table, for the rest of forever.

Anyways.  I really should get them done.

City Stimulus

I haven’t talked about this at all, because I’m not sure if it’s the appropriate venue.  But. I’m really excited, so here we go.

I’m working on a project to stimulate our local economy this year.  To ensure that our neighborhood doesn’t go out of business.  To help the small shop owners that are struggling to make ends meet this holiday season. To give Seattle a way to vote with their dollars, to shop and live locally.

Honestly, I thought it would be marginally sucessful.  I thought that the Pike / Pine corridor might catch on, that it might inspire a few extra people to consider their shopping choices this Christmas.

I had no idea that we’d have nearly 800 downloads of the membership card and almost 4000 hits to the site in one week.  The downloads are literally coming in one every minute. It’s crashing my mail application.  It’s incredible.

Check it out: www.citystimulus.com

Wishing for a caffine jolt

I gave up coffee.  Last week.  6 days ago.  I told myself last Friday morning that if I made it a week, it would be a success.

I alternate between being a jittery mess when I’m “on the bean” and a lethargic mess when I’m “off the bean”.  I drink a lot of tea now.

That wasn’t what i was posting about.  So easily side tracked.

There’s a guy and a girl sitting next to me at the coffee shop.  An older guy and a girl a couple years younger than me.  She’s talking about her grades, her quizzes, her professors.  He’s listening on adoringly, proudly. He shows her a new gadget he picked up since the last time they met.

It’s obvious that he’s her father, and they’re meeting for coffee to catch up.  The whole situation makes me ridiculously sad.

Anyways, I really like JoeBar.  I can’t figure out why I don’t come here every day.