Hi! I’m charissa, and I like making stuff. Knitted things, sewn things, baked things, grown things. Any and all sorts of things, possibly with the exception of the visual arts, because I just really don’t have the knack for it, although I do desperately wish I did. I don’t know that I have the knack for writing either, but I still try my hand at it.
Why, you might ask. If every great change occurs over the course of many, many small steps, then this is a chronicle of the steps taking me from who I am “today” to the person I’ll die as. Or at least the person I’ll stop blogging as.
Yes, but why online? Because I’m a really horrific penpal. This blog began (many incarnations ago) in 1999 or, to put it in perspective, since before blogs were called “weblogs” and people still used the term “online diary”. I was going to university in a different city than my sister, and we needed a way to keep in touch that wasn’t email- or phone-based. Since then, some bits have gone missing, or have been abandoned on older hard drives, but all of the scribblings, which I’m slowly trying to collect in one spot, track my life and evolving point of view, as well as (in more recent entries) my slow-to-improve photographic skills. Umm, or lack thereof. (Again, visual arts? Not so much.)
So, who am I? I’m a 28 29-year-old only child, born and raised in Tropical Ontario by two extremely patient parents. I now live in the snowy north with The Boy and our two cats, who keep us busy by making off with any and all rubber gloves (Princess) or socks (Chubbs) and coating all textured surfaces with cat hair.
Like most people, I think, I have more hobbies and passing interests than I can keep track of, as well as an eternal desire to “get into shape”. Those interests which seem to have stuck around longer than average are cooking/baking, movie-watching, making stuff, crossword-puzzling, reading, and cat-mockery. For this upcoming Starting summer 2010, I ‘m hoping to can somewhat legitimately add gardening to the list.
We’ve been through a fish (Spencer) and a foster-budgie (Bird), and although at times I think it’d be nice to have a dog (read: Samoyed) too, my common sense seems to keep that idea quashed most days. in spring of 2010 we made the leap and adopted the Smelly, our good-hearted but infinitely mischievous Samoyed. If you’re wondering how it’s going, I’ll tell you that we haven’t slept in past 7am since.
We ‘re currently aiming to get got married in August of 2009, although I admit freely that we’re slackers in terms of organizing some aspects of that whole shindig (for example, DJ and cake? currently, no plan). I’ll keep you updated on how the whole thing pans out. and were rewarded for our efforts by getting to eat some more of the cake a year later. (It was delicious.) If anyone’s wondering what marriage is like one year in, it seems to consist mostly of fending off demands from parents and relatives on the subject of grandchildren.
In the meantime, we’re probably still (slowly) changing the house we’ve lived in for a couple years now, watching movies, or possibly out eating sushi.