turn table

Sometimes I don’t really do anything interesting with my week but still like to share photos. The following will be an example of such a time. I need to find beauty in the mundane, because occasionally I have to make my own excitement when life seems tedious and “the same.” That last sentance was not meant to rhyme, but we’ll go with it.

I’m in this weird phase where I either really want to have a baby or buy a puppy, but since we’re too poor to have a kid/really don’t want to give up every spare minute of our lives just yet, and our landlord does not allow pets, my husband bought me a houseplant. Next best thing, right?! I’m calling it a trial run as far as “nurturing” goes. So far I have proceeded to over water it, but despite my fears that I may have already killed it by the first day, it seems to be thriving…or at least still green. Thankfully, I’m told that jade is a relatively easy plant to care for, but the experts don’t know just how green my thumb is NOT. I thought about giving the plant a name, but I just don’t get it when people name inanimate objects. I never have. More power to you if you like to refer to your toaster as “Larry.”

Anyway, the point of all this is to say that I am fulfilling some sort of bioligical urge to be a mother by taking care of a plant. Is that weird? So far all I have really done with it is occasionally call it pretty and otherwise neglect it. I hope that’s not reflective of my future parenting.

Currently, I am sipping iced coffee and eating a donut from Anchorage’s own Golden Donuts—a 24-hr, drive thru donut shop within one mile of our apartment. I mean, come on…no matter what else is going on in my life, I consider myself extremely blessed because A) a 24-hr, drive thru donut shop exists and B) it is within walking distance from my home. Hello. I woke up at 6:30 a.m. this morning in order to go get donuts with Seth before he took the car to work, so I feel like my priorities are definitely in order. I could have gone for a run, but as I said…priorities.

Adding to my coffee/donut bliss this morning is the ambient sound coming from our other new addition to the family: the Audio Technica AT-LP 120.

I have wanted a turn table/record player of my own for awhile now—possibly ever since my childhood, during which I spent many hours passionately dancing “ballet” with my sisters to my dad’s old, classical records.

Well, the dream has now been realized; whether it stemmed from childhood nostalgia or the need to jump on the ” everybody’s doing it” bandwagon, I’m not sure. Seth got everything all hooked up to our speakers last night, and now we just sit and listen to Gershwin’s “Rhapsody in Blue” and say pretentious things to each other: “why did we even bother listening to music before owning our record player?” and “MP3’s…what a joke. Remember CD’s?!”

the small start to a one day glorious vinyl collection

We are really thrilled, and want to invite everyone we know over to talk about things like sound quality and MP3 conversion software…or whatever. I’m an audiophile in training. 😉

Other than oo-ing and ah-ing over the new record player, I have been continuing to spruce up our living space. I am pleased as punch to finally have the matching loveseat to our couch. It really cozies up the room, I think!