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September 29, 2005

1235 posts

That's how many I have to read in my bloglines account. I think it's hopeless. I think I'll just clear them all out and start over again. I finally got an internet connection at home! Yay! Be prepared to be bored by constant posts and incessant babble!

Thanks for all the welcomes to Canada and welcomes to North America and farewells from Europe. And thanks for all of the compliments on my new place. And most of all, thanks for hanging in there and checking in on me and coming around even though I have been more or less missing in action for a month. I'm sorry I haven't written back each and every one of you. I've really enjoyed reading your comments. It's been really nice, especially on the days where I wished I lived in a city where I knew more than three people. Grosses bises (big kisses) to all of you.

Posted by kate at 04:54 PM | Comments (11)

September 19, 2005

Believe it or not

Believe it or not, I have been knitting (a little). Swatching really. But I don't have any photos of my swatches and they really aren't terribly exciting so I've decided to show you my favorite parts of my new apartment instead. If you're still hanging around here looking for knitting, it will be back one of these days. My office just isn't set up yet to allow for full productivity. Yes! That's right! You read that correctly. Not only do I live in an apartment with enough room for my offspring, but also for an office! How cool is that?! I'm going to have to share a little corner of it with my beloved Frog, but we're still calling it "Kate's office." I even have a desk, which for the time being is serving as a kitchen table... and my office is serving as storage for boxes full of things that we have no place to put yet, but one day, it'll all be in place and I will create a flurry of knitting patterns and take over the world... or maybe I'll just catch up on my blog reading.

There it is! It looks kind of small in the photo, but it's not really. That door on the wall? It goes to the pool and the library nowhere. It's just a door hanging on the wall. And I like it. That little door under the slanty ceiling? That's the Harry Potter closet. Blossom is going to move in there. The spot outside of the office where the ottoman and those boxes are is where my brand new red couch is going to go. I hope it doesn't take too long to arrive because I'm getting sick of sitting on my bed all the time.

Many of you have seen these before. For those who aren't familiar with them, they are called "closets" and I've got tons of them! Fine, not tons, but I have several. In France, we had one one foot wide closet that couldn't be used because anything that went in dry and clean would come out wet and moldy. And what you can't see in the photo is that above the closets, there are more little closets where we can stick suitcases and the bodies of people who were mean to us. Do I need to tell you that I am kidding and that we are not murderers?

This is the window in my kitchen. There is also a door that leads out to a deck thingy. And the deck thingy is big enough for a table and chairs. And the kitchen is big enough for more than one person. That window is probably bigger than our entire Paris kitchen which could hold two people and that's assuming that they liked each other a lot. Our Montreal kitchen could hold at least... uhhh... forty(?) people who like each other a lot. My counter space has been multiplied by at least 17, not to mention refrigerator size and cabinet space. It's incredible. I can't believe I used to make Thanksgiving for ten people in my old kitchen. Of course, now that I actually have a human sized kitchen, I won't be making Thanksgiving this year because on that day I will most likely be busy expelling something the size of a small turkey from my body. So be it. I'll cook next year.

This is probably the part of my apartment which I am the most excited about. I know that might seem a little domestic and pathetic, but really, how could I not be excited about having a gigantic washer and dryer in my house? In Paris, I had a washing machine, which I was very grateful for, but it took about an hour and forty minutes to wash one small load. And then, because we had no room to dry anything in the house and there was too much humidity for anything to dry anyway, we would have to drag the wet laundry down all of the stairs and several blocks down the street and dry it at the laundromat. And often, our clothes would come out of the dryer smelling kind of nasty. Please don't bother telling me that I should have just washed and dried the clothes at the laundromat. We tried that. It was a lot more expensive and the amount of nasty smell increased exponentially. Here, I can wash and dry and my clothes smell good! Every time I open my gigantic closet, I am shocked and delighted by the smell of clean clothes.

Ahhhhh, Paris was good, but this is heaven.

Posted by kate at 10:48 AM | Comments (42)

September 14, 2005

blog? what's that?

No, I'm not too distracted with the stupid TV to blog. I don't even have a TV. I don't have an internet connection either, which is why you should refrain from hating me just yet if I owe you email. I've been running around like a maniac. I found an apartment and a couch and a chair and a crib and health insurance and a social insurance number and and and... All I do is make phone calls and run around. I'm beat.

Here are a couple recent (re)discoveries that have brightened my dreary days of administrative bull and looking at crappy apartments:
1. Canadian Tire Money.
2. I love my new apartment and my landlords.
3. The leaves on the tree outside my house are starting to turn and it's sooooo pretty!
4. Cream soda.

Comments are hopefully working. My blog guru says that she thinks my blog might have just "burped" and that it should be ok.

Gotta run to pay for my couch.

Posted by kate at 02:43 PM | Comments (17)