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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Fri, 10 Feb 2012 19:11:05 GMT--><rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:rss="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:cc="http://web.resource.org/cc/"><rss:channel rdf:about="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/"><rss:title>The Hallway</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.thehallway.net/journal/</rss:link><rss:description>happily every after in the City of Roses</rss:description><dc:language>en-US</dc:language><dc:date>2012-02-10T19:11:05Z</dc:date><admin:generatorAgent rdf:resource="http://www.squarespace.com/">Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/)</admin:generatorAgent><rss:items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/26/proof-that-it-takes-very-little-to-turn-things-around.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/24/in-which-the-room-fairy-transforms-a-little-girls-room-with.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/23/drive-by-posting.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/16/despite-needing-20357-hours-of-sleep-i-feel-surprisingly-goo.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/13/the-kitchen-ninjas-strike-again.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/10/luckily-our-idiocy-wasnt-fatal.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/5/first-bento-of-2012.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2011/12/31/and-we-will-eat-like-kings.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2011/12/31/ending-the-year-on-a-hopeful-note.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2011/12/30/late-lunch-in-paris.html"/></rdf:Seq></rss:items></rss:channel><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/26/proof-that-it-takes-very-little-to-turn-things-around.html"><rss:title>proof that it takes very little to turn things around</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/26/proof-that-it-takes-very-little-to-turn-things-around.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Bitty</dc:creator><dc:date>2012-01-26T22:21:21Z</dc:date><dc:subject>adventures and other hilarity bento 2.0 baby! bento box - origami squares good life miscellany responsibility is for suckers this wonderful life</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yesterday I was having...well, not a bad day, exactly, but a pretty intense one. Many things going on at work that needed close attention and I had (stupidly) scheduled 3 appointments for the day, two of which were in quick succession. Those latter two were late in the day, the second one ending just before I would need to leave for Nerd Game Night, which was a bit of a drive and would be at a house I hadn't been to before. And somehow in between all of that and before leaving for game night, I needed to stop at the store for chips and salsa (game night is a snack potluck), get the cats fed (incuding enough time for Smaug to rinky dink around while eating, because she's a true diva), change my clothes, pack today's bento, and have some dinner.</p>
<p>The grocery store was such a zoo that there were even lines at the self-checkout. I get up to the checkout and realize I've forgotten my purse, which has both my debit card and my reusable grocery bag.&nbsp; Great, just great, I thought. This is the Universe telling me that today is not my day. It's time to go home, change into my jammies, crawl under the covers, and wait for tomorrow.</p>
<p>And then I remembered that I just randomly happened to have a few dollars in my pocket that might, just might be enough for my items. Which was kind of miraculous beause I <em>never</em> have cash. Not only was my cash juuuuuust enough to cover my purchases, the total came to an even dollar amount, one of the items on my list of "Things That give Me A Cheap Little Thrill". I love it when totals come to whole dollar amounts! It's like the Universe coming into balance, double underlined, with a red check mark.</p>
<p>So I headed to game night feeling a little less frazzled and played Fortune and Glory for 4.37 hours and then Forbidden Island and geeked out on LOTR and the adorableness of cats and everything turned out all right in the end.</p>
<p><span class="thumbnail-image-float-right ssNonEditable"><span><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fpicture%2Fbento120126.jpg%3FpictureId%3D13011999%26asGalleryImage%3Dtrue%26__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1327610757183',451,800);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/7150690-13011999-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1327610759678" alt="" /></a></span></span><strong>lunch, origami squares:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>sausages</li>
<li>molded egg</li>
<li>roasted root veggies (with more under everything else) - parsnips and chiogga beets roasted with some onion, garlic, dill, and a little olive oil and salt and pepper</li>
<li>steamed broccoli</li>
<li>Golden Nugget tangerines</li>
<li>sunflower seeds</li>
</ul>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/24/in-which-the-room-fairy-transforms-a-little-girls-room-with.html"><rss:title>in which the room fairy transforms a little girl's room with magic</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/24/in-which-the-room-fairy-transforms-a-little-girls-room-with.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Bitty</dc:creator><dc:date>2012-01-24T20:05:13Z</dc:date><dc:subject>family friends friends are family too good life this wonderful life</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Fabulous Miss M turned four late last summer, and it was officially time to graduate from a toddler's room to a little girl's room. But this is the Fabulous Miss M, and we are her godparents, and so this was not to be just any room because she is not just any little girl. I am her Fairy Godmother, after all, and so there had to be magic and treasure and copious quantities of pixie dust.</p>
<p><span class="thumbnail-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fpicture%2Fmiss_m_makeover01.jpg%3FpictureId%3D12961859%26asGalleryImage%3Dtrue%26__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1327395373717',900,507);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/7035327-12961859-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1327395428650" alt="" /></a><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 152px;">the 'before"</span></span>Her room was a bright, deep jungle green with pale green on the ceiling and in the alcove created by the bay window. Fantastic colors for her nursery, which was decorated with a mixture of the bright colors of Kenya (where her mother spent part of her childhood) and the lush green of Ireland (where her mother and father spent a very formative 6 months together), reflective of their love for travel and world cultures.</p>
<p>But it was time to make the room reflective of her, and Miss M has very decided opinions about what she likes. Which meant pink. And purple. And sea turtles. And stuffed animals that include a rhino and a seal and monkeys and a frog and Pooh and of course, the requisite teddy bears. And books. And dragonflies. And yellow. And ladybugs. And all of those wonderful decorations that had adorned her walls before -- the handpainted sun and moon from Mexico, and the cloth doll from Africa and the vibrant metal gecko from South America. There was the antique doll in a silk-covered egg from her grandma and the big pink piggy bank wearing a tutu and tiara and the origami crane folded from rainbow paper from her father. And the artwork from Uncle Sal and Aunt Bitty commissioned on the occasion of her baptism and commemorative of our solemn vow to become her godparents.</p>
<p>I was gifting the bedroom furniture (bed, dresser, desk, and bookcase) that was mine when I was little, which is kind of a cream color with yellow details and canopy, along with a full set of bright yellow curtains to match (a pair of princess curtains, another pair of full length curtains, and a shorter pair for a smaller window, all with tiebacks and ruffles), which meant yellow also needed to be incorporated (a color she likes, thankfully). Yellow, pink, and purple can go together quite well, so I felt pretty confident about coming up with a design that would work. And I added a fourth color into the mix -- the mint green on her ceiling and in the bay window -- to finish out the palette and give it a nice balance to keep it from being too cutesy.</p>
<p>The key would be finding bedding that would incorporate at least three of the colors. Luckily, we found not one, but two great options pretty quickly: each of them incorporating three of the four colors. We took Maddie with us to help us narrow it down -- and of course, she loved them both. Nice to have options! Sister picked the one with ladybugs and flowers with pinks and greens and yellows, and it arrived as a surprise from Santa on Christmas morning. (The bonus was that it was a full bed-in-a-bag set, so it had the comforter (reversible, even!) and sham, along with the most adorable pink polka-dotted sheets and pillowcase ever. AND there was a collapsible pink laundry hamper with a flower "lid" as a matching accessory! How cute is that, I ask you?)</p>
<p>When we were there for Christmas, we broke out the paint color wheel and decided on wall colors. I narrowed down the pinks and purples and let Miss M pick her favorites of each; we settled on a pale pink for the walls, with a medium pink and medium purple and the mint green leftover from the ceiling as accent colors. (The yellow would all be coming in on the fabrics and furniture.)</p>
<p><span class="thumbnail-image-float-right ssNonEditable"><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fpicture%2Fmiss_m_makeover12.jpg%3FpictureId%3D12961870%26asGalleryImage%3Dtrue%26__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1327395508960',676,1200);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/7035327-12961870-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1327395546034" alt="" /></a><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 152px;">color blocks in progress</span></span>I'd also proposed a simple color block design for the walls, both because it's easy to execute and it's not too young, so it should grow with her for awhile. Update the bedding and change out some of the accent decorations, and it can still fit her well into grade school.</p>
<p>Sister and Guy did the work of getting the room cleared out the weekend before we were scheduled to come, along with getting the walls painted with the pale pink base color. I'd also asked Sister to get me detailed measurements for the room so I could figure out the room's layout. Or more precisely, so I could mock it up in Google Sketch up and try out furniture configurations.</p>
<p>You're laughing at me right now, aren't you? Mock me if you must, but aside from being super nerdy, it has the advantage of letting other people see what I picture in my mind.</p>
<p>So we arrived on a cold and wet Saturday with a moving truck full of furniture, armed with paint brushes and blue tape and ready to get down to business. We got all the color block areas masked and with the four of us painting, managed to knock the painting out that day. While we waited for paint to dry, we settled on the final room arrangement -- having the 3-D model of it made it easy for me to show them different configurations and the pros and cons of each.</p>
<p><span class="thumbnail-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fpicture%2Fmiss_m_makeover21.jpg%3FpictureId%3D12961885%26asGalleryImage%3Dtrue%26__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1327395770979',900,507);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/7035327-12961885-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1327395787416" alt="" /></a><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 152px;">color blocks finished!</span></span>Part of the room makeover wasn't just to make it look pretty, but to make it work better for Miss M (and by extension, Sister and Guy) in terms of storage and space. They have a nice organizer for her toys but weren't using the closet because the bifold doors were too bothersome for Miss M to open so the organizer was just pushed up against the closet doors. They had a really nice bookcase, as well, and a dresser, but both were packed to the gills, so they clearly needed more.</p>
<p>I suggested removing the closet doors and using one pair of the curtains to cover it, which would be much easier (and prettier) for Miss M to access. Then we could put the toy organizer in the closet, along with plenty of room leftover for an inexpensive closet organizer system for more storage. I also incorporated a couple of large underbed storage drawers to move puzzles and games out of the bookcase but still keep them accessible. The desk could hold all of her art supplies (previously stored in the computer room and kitchen), the bookcase could hold more books and tchotchkes since it's taller than the one they were using, and the dresser has three huge drawers that could hold all of her clothes with room to spare.</p>
<p>I'd come up with an idea early on in my planning to turn the alcove in the bay window into a secret little nook for reading books and playing pretend and hiding out from mom and dad. Thanks to all the curtains I had, I could use the shorter pair for the windows themselves and the princess pair over the opening, since they swag low. I didn't say anything about it to Sister and Guy until we arrived to start painting because I had to be sure the curtains would be wide enough to cover the opening. They loved the concept so they were really excited once we got started hanging curtains.</p>
<p>I hadn't decided yet on cushions for the nook by the time we got started, figuring I could get some inexpensive throw pillows if I didn't come up with a better idea. But when we'd opened up the closet to see if the organizer would fit inside, I noticed two body pillows on the shelf inside and asked if I could use them. Sister was only too glad to put them to use, and we scored a great pair of inexpensive body pillow-sized cases with zippers at Fred Meyer. Instant cushions! (With washable covers!)</p>
<p><span class="thumbnail-image-float-right ssNonEditable"><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fstorage%2Fpost-images%2Fpinksparklyrug.jpg%3F__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1327396484243',451,800);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/5758290-16203559-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1327396539715" alt="" /></a><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 152px;">i know, right? how could we not have that rug???</span></span>Also at Fred Meyer: the underbed storage drawers, a drawer organizer for the top desk drawer, an adjustable desk lamp in purple, a small white ceramic table lamp with plain white shade, inexpensive "jewel" earrings (figured I could poke holes in the lamp shade and bejewel it with star-shaped "gems"), and an impulse buy that was a must-have...a hot pink shag rug with silver sparkles. (When I showed Sister that it was both machine wash and machine dry, she agreed it was a must-have, as well.) Along with the paint and the truck rental for moving the furniture from our house to theirs, that was the entirety of the expense for redecorating the room.</p>
<p>Curtains hung, it was time to clear out all the tools and miscellaneous paint supplies so we could move in the furniture. By that point it was after midnight, so the plan was to get the furniture in place, the canopy up, then get some rest and finish the room in the morning.</p>
<p>But what kind of Fairy Godmother would I be if Miss M didn't wake to a room completely transformed? I couldn't very well have her get up in the morning and find her room partially put together, which none of the finishing details that actually pull it all together. We promised room fairy magic, by god, and there was going to be room fairy magic, dammit.</p>
<p><span class="thumbnail-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fstorage%2Fpost-images%2Fbejeweled_lamp.jpg%3F__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1327396617496',1200,900);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/5758290-16203569-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1327396653799" alt="" /></a><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 152px;">gem encrusted lamp, fit for a princess</span></span>So I sent Sal, Sister, and Guy to bed, and then I stayed up to finish the room. Organized and merchandised the bookcase, made the bed, hung pictures and decorations and small wooden shelves, created a reading nook, and just generally pulled it all together. (I bejeweled the lamp shade the next morning.)</p>
<p>Miss M was very good about not sneaking a peek in the morning before we were all up to see it with her. (And actually, I was more impressed that <em>Sister</em> didn't peek, since she was at least as excited as Miss M, if not moreso. But she said she feared my wrath if she did, so clearly I have her properly trained.)</p>
<p>Once we were all up, we traipsed down the hall together for the unveiling, urging Miss M to open the door and see what the room fairy had done to her room. She went in...and promptly shut the door behind her! Oh my god, that kid. Cracked us the hell up. She wanted to see it by herself first, dammit! We laughingly pleaded through the door for her to let us in so we could see, but she was having none of it. The room fairy came for <em>her</em>, not for us plebes.</p>
<p>Eventually, I was allowed to come in. She was just all grins and barely-contained excitement. We walked around the room to see all the "magic". "Aunt Bitty, it's my bed from your house!" she told me. "I know!" I said. "The room fairy came to my house and brought it down here so you could sleep in your bed all the time!" She showed me her desk, and all of her books in her new bookcase, and the dragonfly garland that used to hang over her bed. And then I showed her the nook, which she hadn't yet realized was there until I lifted the curtains a bit and helped her climb up. I'm betting there'll be many hours spent in that cozy little spot.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Finally everyone else was allowed in, and the looks on Sister's and Guy's faces were nearly as priceless as Miss M's reaction. I suspect Sister kinda wished it could be her room there for a minute. To be honest, I kinda wished the same thing.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="thumbnail-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fpicture%2Fmiss_m_makeover24.jpg%3FpictureId%3D12961888%26asGalleryImage%3Dtrue%26__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1327397362604',1200,676);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/7035327-12961888-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1327397497831" alt="" /></a></span></span><strong><a href="http://www.thehallway.net/party-central/miss-ms-room-makeover/"><span style="font-size: 150%;">see the full transformation</span></a></strong></p>
<p>I love how the room turned out. I love that Miss M loves it. I love that Sister and Guy are happy with it, and that <a href="http://www.thehallway.net/party-central/smiley-surprise/">Sal is always game for these adventures in interior decorating with me</a>, and that our Smiley family allows us to come into their house and slap paint on their walls and rearrange their furniture and turn it all into an episode from a TV design show.</p>
<p>But most of all, I love how much fun we had together doing this, and all the good memories we made that weekend, and that Miss M believes in Fairy Godmother magic, and basically, that we are an amazing and wonderful little family.</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/23/drive-by-posting.html"><rss:title>drive-by posting</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/23/drive-by-posting.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Bitty</dc:creator><dc:date>2012-01-23T20:09:46Z</dc:date><dc:subject>bento 2.0 baby! bento box - ms. bento</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I'd hoped to have the post for Miss M's room makeover up by now, but obviously haven't. I've sorted through all the pictures, just need to write it up -- hopefully I can get it done for tomorrow.</p>
<p><strong><span class="thumbnail-image-float-right ssNonEditable"><span><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fpicture%2Fbento120123.jpg%3FpictureId%3D12968732%26asGalleryImage%3Dtrue%26__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1327349300719',451,800);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/7150690-12968732-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1327349304034" alt="" /></a></span></span>lunch, Ms. Bento:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>beef stew (beef roast, tomatoes, potatoes, onion, carrots, celery, collard greens, garlic)</li>
<li>steamed broccoli</li>
<li>carrot sticks</li>
<li>almonds and sunflower seeds</li>
</ul>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/16/despite-needing-20357-hours-of-sleep-i-feel-surprisingly-goo.html"><rss:title>despite needing 20,357 hours of sleep, i feel surprisingly good for a monday</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/16/despite-needing-20357-hours-of-sleep-i-feel-surprisingly-goo.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Bitty</dc:creator><dc:date>2012-01-16T22:59:23Z</dc:date><dc:subject>bento 2.0 baby! bento box - ms. bento family friends are family too good life this wonderful life</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It's because I (we) had a really terrific weekend. We spent it with our Smiley family, doing a wholesale makeover of the Fabulous Miss M's room. I'll have more about the makeover in a future post (hopefully tomorrow) once I've had a chance to organize all the pictures, but the basic summary is that we had an outstanding time together, one of the best family weekends ever.</p>
<p>Friday evening, Guy came up to help me get the moving truck we'd need for all the bedroom furniture before the rental place closed. After we dropped it off at home, I took him to the Lucky Lab for dinner, since we haven't taken them there yet and it's one of our regular haunts. And the reason it's one of their regular haunts is because their pizza is hands down the best. (Guy will quibble that it's not <em>quite</em> the best, and that some pizza place in Moose Jaw, Montana has the best pizza, but he is clearly cracked in the head.) Had a great time visiting and devouring pizza (and he reported that their beer was also terrific), then home to relax while we waited for Sal by playing a hundred thousand hands of Nerts, which I taught him how to play at Christmas.</p>
<p>Saturday morning, the guys got my old bedroom furniture that we were gifting to Miss M hauled up out of the basement, down the stairs of death to the truck, while I gathered up my various decorating supplies and tools, and by late morning, we were on our way. We spent the day working on her room (taping, painting, putting up curtains, moving in furniture), music cranked up and laughing ourselves sick while Miss M did a marvelous job of keeping herself occupied with Disney movies, puzzles, and coloring books in the middle of the floor. After a really long but productive and hilariously fun day, everyone headed to bed around 1 AM.</p>
<p>Everyone except me, that is. I stayed up while everyone else went to bed, because I wanted to finish the room and have it all ready for Miss M when she woke up. I finally dropped into bed around 4 AM, utterly exhausted but pleased with the finished room and excited for her to see it.</p>
<p>She loved it. LOVED. IT. She remembered my furniture from "her room" at our house (it used to be  the guest room furniture, where she's slept during her visits since she  was born, and she has always considered it her room because of it) and  the little reading nook I created for her was a huge hit. The hot pink  sparkly throw rug may have also caused a bit of excitement. And the lampshade dotted with star-shaped "gems".</p>
<p>Sister and Guy loved it, too, and thanks to all the storage we added and a few easy changes, they'll be able to contain more of the kid chaos, which should make their lives a little easier. And Miss M now has a room that more properly befits a little girl who loves pink, purple, dinosaurs, books, sea turtles, cooking, and princesses.</p>
<p>So even though today I'm sore and exhausted, I'm walking on pink and purple-colored sunshine, because seriously, after a weekend like that, how could you not?</p>
<p><strong><span class="thumbnail-image-float-right ssNonEditable"><span><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fpicture%2Fbento120116.jpg%3FpictureId%3D12875535%26asGalleryImage%3Dtrue%26__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1326754725247',451,800);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/7150690-12875535-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1326754728038" alt="" /></a></span></span>lunch, Ms. Bento:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>rad nah (the rice noodles are underneath) with sesame seeds for garnish</li>
<li>green leaf lettuce, carrots, and sunflower seeds with a simple vinaigrette hidden under the lettuce</li>
<li>Braeburn apple slices</li>
<li>almonds</li>
</ul>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/13/the-kitchen-ninjas-strike-again.html"><rss:title>the kitchen ninjas strike again</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/13/the-kitchen-ninjas-strike-again.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Bitty</dc:creator><dc:date>2012-01-13T21:05:51Z</dc:date><dc:subject>food pacific northwest paradise squee work</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.oregonculinaryinstitute.com/">The new ad for OCI is up on their site!</a> KITCHEN NINJAS FTW!</p>
<p>This  is the commercial Sal spent a Saturday at the school for a few weeks  ago. A whole day of shooting and there are only two brief shots of him.... The appalling lack of Sal-ness aside, however, they did a really terrific  job conveying all that's great and awesome about the school and it's unlike anything out there for culinary  schools (::coughWesternCulinarycough::). It will pretty much make you want to sign up for classes. I mean who <em>wouldn't </em>want to be a kitchen ninja????</p>
<p><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/34678267?title=0&amp;byline=0&amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen></iframe></p>
<p><a href="http://vimeo.com/34678267">OCI "Rock Montage" Commercial</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/actualindustries">Actual Industries</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/10/luckily-our-idiocy-wasnt-fatal.html"><rss:title>luckily, our idiocy wasn't fatal</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/10/luckily-our-idiocy-wasnt-fatal.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Bitty</dc:creator><dc:date>2012-01-10T20:55:55Z</dc:date><dc:subject>bento 2.0 baby! bento box - pink natural lunch hall house home responsibility is for suckers</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great news, everyone! Sal and I are no longer going to die in a tragic house fire! WE ARE NOW LEGIT RESPONSIBLE GROWN UPS YOU GUYS.</p>
<p>Our new state of non-dumbassitude is thanks to Sal, who spent some time Saturday and Sunday installing the nine(!) smoke detectors that have been sitting in a bag in our basement since before Christmas last year. You might not know it from the epic procrastination evidenced in such a fact, but I am extremely anxious about housefires, and particularly, a fire in <em>my</em> house. And given that we live in a very old house with wiring that marks every evolution of domestic electricity* since the early 20th century, I am understandably paranoid about our house erupting in a big ball of flame. NOT PARANOID ENOUGH TO ACTUALLY INSTALL SMOKE DETECTORS IN A TIMELY MANNER OR ANYTHING. Just paranoid enough to worry about it incessantly.</p>
<p>*Trufax: If we ever win the lottery, the first thing I'm doing is having the house totally rewired, top to bottom. Which will be difficult, since I don't actually play the lottery, but that is my plan for what to do with a big wad of cash. Well, and it may not be the first thing, because I would probably take a trip to Europe and then buy a bit of land on the coast to build my yurt, and then what would likely happen would be that while we were busy doing these other fun things first, our house actually would burn down from a fire started by the old wiring that we finally had the money to have replaced and that is what we would call irony.</p>
<p>We did have a couple of detectors that were already in the house when we moved in: one in the kitchen, one in the little landing area between the bedrooms, bathroom, and dining room. But then the one in the kitchen kept going off whenever we so much as breathed in its vicinity thanks to not having a vent system for the stove so we took that one down with vague promises to ourselves that we'd do something about it soon and then never did. And the one in the little hallway area -- which is probably the least helpful place for one, since it's basically so protected that the house will be a smoking ruin before any smoke would get to it to detect -- weremoved when we started redoing the guest room and library (the hallway connects them) so we could paint the ceiling and we, um, never got around to putting it back. BECAUSE WE ARE TOTES RESPONSIBLE LIKE THAT.</p>
<p>So now we have detectors on all three levels and in almost every room of the house. We even have two that have 10 year batteries! Because when we do finally stop being morons, we do that shit right.</p>
<p><strong><span class="thumbnail-image-float-right ssNonEditable"><span><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fpicture%2Fbento120110.jpg%3FpictureId%3D12795418%26asGalleryImage%3Dtrue%26__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1326228914625',451,800);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/7150690-12795418-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1326228917591" alt="" /></a></span></span>lunch, pink natural lunch:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>spicy meatsa balls</li>
<li>steamed broccoli</li>
<li>carrots</li>
<li>Pink Lady apple slices</li>
<li>raw pumpkin seeds</li>
</ul>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/5/first-bento-of-2012.html"><rss:title>first bento of 2012</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2012/1/5/first-bento-of-2012.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Bitty</dc:creator><dc:date>2012-01-05T20:04:52Z</dc:date><dc:subject>bbento box - deli club bento 2.0 baby!</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Back to work, back to bento. It's strange how much I miss it when I'm on vacation, although I appreciate the break from doing them. I didn't pack one for Tuesday (first day back to work after 17(!) days off) and I really regreted it by the end of the day. I don't know why I'm always so surprised by how much it affects me.</p>
<p><strong><span class="thumbnail-image-float-right ssNonEditable"><span><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fpicture%2Fbento120105.jpg%3FpictureId%3D12727865%26asGalleryImage%3Dtrue%26__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1325793857813',451,800);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/7150690-12727865-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1325793860222" alt="" /></a></span></span>lunch, deli club:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>molded eggs (which looked better last night)</li>
<li>herb roasted turkey slices</li>
<li>peas as gap fillers (including underneath the eggs and turkey</li>
<li>raw pumpkin seeds</li>
<li>satsuma</li>
</ul>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2011/12/31/and-we-will-eat-like-kings.html"><rss:title>and we will eat like kings...</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2011/12/31/and-we-will-eat-like-kings.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Bitty</dc:creator><dc:date>2012-01-01T01:52:27Z</dc:date><dc:subject>food good life home this wonderful life</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="thumbnail-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fstorage%2Fpost-images%2Fnewyearseve2011_01.jpg%3F__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1325382590150',451,800);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/5758290-15813469-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1325382592323" alt="" /></a></span></span>...damn hell ass kings.</p>
<p>AWWWW YEAH. It's time for the Annual Hall House LOTR Special Collectors' Extended Edition Marathon, in which we power through 14 or so hours of LOTR goodness to ring in the New Year, Eru bless us every one.</p>
<p>Preparations for the accompanying feast are underway, as you can plainly see. There are nine different cheeses, four meats, three different breads, and three kinds of crackers. And of course fruit and vegetables galore because we are all about healthy balance at Hall House.<span class="thumbnail-image-float-right ssNonEditable"><span><a href="javascript:showFullImage('/display/ShowImage?imageUrl=%2Fstorage%2Fpost-images%2Fnewyearseve2011_02.jpg%3F__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%3D1325382636015',451,800);"><img src="http://www.thehallway.net/storage/thumbnails/5758290-15813473-thumbnail.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1325382639204" alt="" /></a></span></span> There are also a shitload of our goddamn glorious wings. Sir Not-Appearing-In-These-Pictures would be the sour cream chocolate chip cake currently baking in the oven and the BBQ meatballs that will be the main course of tomorrow's feast when we finish the marathon. (Yes, we break it up in two parts. We make our own rules.) This event is not for amateurs.</p>
<p>I think I hear Sal in there sneaking wings so I'll cut short the end-of-year wishes to just say love, health, and happiness, everyone, and may 2012 be a terrific year for us all.</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2011/12/31/ending-the-year-on-a-hopeful-note.html"><rss:title>ending the year on a hopeful note</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2011/12/31/ending-the-year-on-a-hopeful-note.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Bitty</dc:creator><dc:date>2011-12-31T21:30:59Z</dc:date><dc:subject>miscellany there's no planet b this wonderful life</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The last day of the year, when we're all looking ahead to the next,  seems like a good time to post something hopeful and heartwarming. Sure,  it's older than dirt in internet years, but the good stuff doesn't have  an expiration date.</p>
<p><iframe width="300" height="182" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vr3x_RRJdd4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></p>
<p>And for good measure, here, have another:</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Deep peace of the running wave to you.<br />Deep peace of the flowing air to you.<br />Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.<br />Deep peace of the shining stars to you.<br />Deep peace of the infinite peace to you.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">-- Gaelic blessing</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2011/12/30/late-lunch-in-paris.html"><rss:title>Late lunch in Paris</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.thehallway.net/journal/2011/12/30/late-lunch-in-paris.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Bitty</dc:creator><dc:date>2011-12-31T05:33:44Z</dc:date><dc:subject>good life miscellany pacific northwest paradise this wonderful life vacation</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="android-image" src="http://www.thehallway.net/resource/android-20111230153333-1.jpg?fileId=15802579" alt="" /></p>
<p>Okay, not literally Paris. But pretty close, wouldn't you agree? Late lunch at Petite Provence after sleeping in, heading to Omsi for the BodyWorks exhibit (and then skipping it for another time because of the crowds), then a bit of shopping for Sally at River City Bicycles for some new bike gear. Collage is across the street so I suspect that will be our next stop, but not before we indulge in a pastry (or three)!</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item></rdf:RDF>
