Mundane Misadventures

This was on Saturday, May 16, 2009, in which I run errands, go shopping, and do handy things around the house. 







I don't even know why I woke up this early on a Saturday.




This is how excited I am to start my day.  I attempt to go back to sleep and manage to put off the inevitable for a half hour or so.




But Azrael has different ideas.  She likes to perch on my torso in the mornings while I am talking myself into getting up.  If I turn, she just shifts until I stop, then she settles down.




Quincy watches from the foot of my bed.




Then he decides to displace Azrael and get a little love for himself.




Realizing I can't get any more sleep, I get up and go immediately to the shower.  I cannot function unless this is the first thing I do in the morning.




Fresh from the shower, I put on some eye makeup.  Other than the occasional lipstick/lip gloss, that's all the makeup I wear.




I always wondered what I looked like in profile.




My small collection of perfume oils from Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab.  I decide to go with the Buggre Alle This Bible today.  It smells like a dusty library.





I am showered, dressed, and ready to face the day.  My house looks so messy! 




I'm not a sun worshipper or a fan of the heat, so I am worried what the weather will be like today.




I pull back into the shadows and think that the day will be just fine.  (I think I look like I should be in an Adam Ant video with that stripe across my face.)




I check on my ferrets, Badger and Monkey.




Here they are looking sleepy.  They'll make another appearance later.




Here is SqueakyBike, my transportation around town.  I don't have a car, but luckily my town is relatively small.  (Pop. 50,000)




The front of my house.  I've been here exactly a month now.  I'm not a gardener, so whatever decides to grow will have no help from me.




Five minutes later, I park SqueakyBike at the downtown transit center.  The clock tower in the background is part of the county courthouse.




After stopping at the bank, I head to Red Horse for my morning coffee.




Delicious Mexican mocha and a sesame bagel with garlic & herb cream cheese.  I settle in with a battered copy of Stephen King's Night Shift and start reading "Jerusalem's Lot." 




The Friends of the Whiteside Theater are offering free tours, so I sign up for one.  This theater has been closed for quite a while and I've always wondered what it looks like inside.  It was built in the mid-20's.




This light fixture in the lobby is original to the building.  (I'm one of those people who takes photos of interesting architectural/design features, so be forewarned.)




The medallion and light in the center of the ceiling.




The edge of the medallion fading into darkness.  I didn't use a flash in order to not disturb the tour.




View towards the balcony and lobby from the front of the theater.




The organ pit.  The original organ was removed 10 years ago and had been used by the local University's baseball stadium.  It is now undergoing renovations in anticipation of the theater reopening.




The area where some of the organ's pipes used to be.  (Pardon the quality of the picture.  I had to lighten it quite a bit.)




The "garden" area.  In the old days, the theater would have live greenery in this area.  (The tour was over, so I used the flash.)




The top of the curtain.  In the 20's, before the movie, they would have a vaudeville show.  There is a small stage for that purpose.  The dark patch on the ceiling is where plaster has fallen over the years.  The theater itself has survived at least two major fires.




Enough architectural neepery.  I go back outside and head to the riverfront.  Here is the Willamette River.




The Saturday Market.  Organic produce, crafts, plants, and yummy food.  I bought a potato doughnut (so good!) and a lilac bush for my Mom's 50th birthday which was the 18th.  Of course, I forgot to take a picture of it.




Some street performers.




After the market, I head to a local thrift shop and find this treasure.  It's an album of Confederacy songs.




The library - always a good place to spend time.




I wanted to make a cake for my mom's birthday, so I did a little research.  I wish I was talented enough to make that owl!




This looks like a winner!




Time check back at home.  Wow, put me in a library and I lose all track of time.  I swear I went in there at 11am!




My brother wants to go to Wal-Mart.  The closest one is in Lebanon which is 20 miles away.  This is the kind of scenery we see on the way.




I haven't eaten since that doughnut at the market.  I'm starving!  My brother is already ahead of me.  I end up getting a root beer float and a snacker bowl.  Hooray for KFC/A&W combos.




I take a peek at the clothing section and try on some shirts.  I don't find anything that quite suits me.




I don't really like Wal-Mart, but it's handy for when you want electronics, groceries, and housewares.  I'm able to find almost all of the ingredients for Mom's cake, in addition to a curtain rod and a cake carrier.




My brother's car...code name: Gramps.




Back over the Willamette River and almost home.




With the new curtain rod, I'm finally able to finish putting up the kitchen curtains my mom made for me.




I like listening to music while I putter around the house.  Today's selection is Fragile by Yes.




Look at me go!  I tightened the front door knob.  No more rattles!




My brother still needs to get a present for Mom.  We head to Bed Bath & Beyond where he buys a potato ricer.




Home again, home again, jiggidy jig.




We also stopped at Border's (which I did not get a picture of).  I bought the Star Trek audiobook to feed my current obsession with Zachary Quinto.  It's a great movie, you should go see it!




I let the ferrets run about the house for a bit.  Here's Badger with a serious case of red eye.




Monkey is already plotting her next bit of mischief.




I toss them on my bed and they start to roughhouse.  A swirling ball of ferret rolls across the comforter.




Badger loves plush dog toys with squeakers.  (Yes, I have granny-furniture.)




Even though it's late, I need to eat.  While the ferrets bounce around, I make myself a quesadilla with cheddar, pepperjack, fontina, and a cut-up hot dog.




Ah, finally I get to sit and relax.




I watch a rerun of Cops.  They're in Sacramento, CA, the town in which I grew up.




Azrael stretches along the back of the couch and watches TV with me.




I put the ferrets to bed and settle in for some hardcore relaxing...Newcastle Brown Ale and the National Geographic Channel.




It's a documentary about four different species in the womb.  Here is a lemon(?) shark fetus.




I can't fight the tiredness any longer and go to bed.  I love the little chandelier in my bedroom.




Face washed, teeth brushed.




I watch a little Amelie as I fall asleep.  It's my favorite movie.



 

 I hope you enjoyed my day!  I'll be cross-posting this on adayinmylife .  It's an awesome community, you should check it out.