Sunday farmer's market finds

Today Bob and I went to the Fremont farmer's market. It's so awesome, every neighborhood in the city has its own (really big and well organized) farmer's market. Last week, we went to the one a few blocks from our house and bought most of our groceries for the week. Fremont's market is more of an arts/crafts/antiques/and also food type of market.

Anyways, we were on the lookout for a hutch/sideboard for the entryway, and also a kitchen table. We don't really want chairs to go with the table, we have one cool light green metal chair (that was really an outside chair) from ikea, and a stool. We did want to get one or two more chairs eventually, but today we found an awesome, many-times-painted red chair:



FOR TEN BUCKS.

It has an awesome patina on it of places where the (no doubt lead based) paint has chipped off, revealing an orangy coral, and some spots where the paint is gone, showing the wood underneath.



I had to do some work on it, the legs all had metal endcaps that we were worried would scratch our floors. Don't want security deposit taken out for scratched floors :). Upon closer inspection I found that it was all crumbly wood glue holding on the metal caps, so I pried them off with a screwdriver and sanded the ends (Bob had sandpaper. Not that I probably don't have it somewhere in a craft box too), then applied little felt thingies:



I also found, at one of the many booths that were like miniature thrift stores, an "all jewelry this table $1". There was this beautiful brooch there!



Yay for farmer's markets! Or is it farmers' markets?

The package!

So, the package that Bob mentioned that came today is our wedding proof book! Yay! It was so cute, the UPS guy delivered it to the apartment office since we weren't there. I went to get it today, not knowing what it was, thinking it was some posters I ordered off of etsy. The girls in the office were almost as excited as me, and we looked through a good portion of it together before another resident stopped by needing their attention. It was kind of awesome. I felt like I was really girly, and a part of the girl club of loving weddings.

Of course, I loved our wedding, but before getting married, I wasn't really into hearing about other people's weddings. Now, I'm totally jazzed to hear about any wedding plans. I wonder if the ladies in the office are married, and that's why they were so excited to share the pictures with me?

Our new apartment!

Bob and I are settled into our new place! Well, mostly. Still hanging pictures. When professional movers pack your stuff, rather than your friends helping you load up some storage crates, you end up with quite a bit of paper and boxes. They wrap EVERYTHING. We found wrapped boxes of kleenex. Each pair of shoes was wrapped (in some cases, each shoe). A wrapped bottle of syrup? Check. Bags of chips? Yes. I couldn't believe how carefully done it all was. Also unbelievable was the amount of paper left once we unpacked.



I kid you not, that whole dumpster is full of bags of newsprint-like paper, all from us. But the apartment is shaping up really well!

Interesting Music Phenomenon

Okay, so for those who may know me, you should be aware that I am interested in the musical genre known as ska. You may also be aware that I have many t-shirts that feature ska bands or concerts that I have attended. So, I've warn these shirts in many times everywhere I've lived, and no one as really ever said anything.
So, we were out in Greenlake, a neighborhood in Seattle, shopping for antique furniture. Yes, I know, antiquing. Apparently it's something you do with your wife when you want furniture, but this post is not about that. So, in Greenlake, we ended up at this chocolate shop where we got milk to drink, and the barista girl made a comment about my shirt. I happened to be wearing my Ska is Dead tour shirt from 2005 that day, that features zombies. Very hip indeed.
Later that day, we went to Urban Outfitters in the University District to buy ourselves a coat rack for our new apartment. A girl who worked there was helping us, and she made a comment about my shirt too. She went into some story about how she helped with the tour, and knew a guy in The Toasters. I thought it was a funny coincidence, and that it had something to do with being in the college part of town. I didn't think much of it after that. Honestly,I thought the girl may have been flirting with me, but I was with Rebecca. And that was the end of that.
Until today, when we were out in West Seattle at the West Seattle Bowl for an event with Rebecca's coworkers. When we were getting ready to leave, a gentleman came up to me and ask if I was from Michigan. I happened to be wearing my Mustard Plug t-shirt, so this question wasn't completely out of the ordinary for me. He asked if they were still around, and made some small talk. He also made a comment or two about how he saw them in really small clubs back in Michigan.
Now, people commenting about t-shirts I wear really isn't that weird, I do tend to wear crazy t-shirts often. The fact that three people in Seattle have made comments about ska band t-shirts I've worn is odd. Considering how popular ska is what makes the situation odd. And this happens in the town that has a Science Fiction Hall of Fame and a Laser Dome for the Laser Rock Shows.
I'm beginning to think this is the town for me.

The Tubes

It's official. This is my first post from our new apartment in Ballard. It's not that we just moved in this weekend, no. Today we got TV and Internet installed. We've actually been here since the 4th of April. It's just that it took a little time to get cable figured out. There are not a lot of choices here, but I'll elaborate on that much later. A package came today that Rebecca is excited to share.

Not the "princess" kind of crown

Did you ever notice that, when you go to the dentist, you always end up needing more than you thought you needed in terms of dental work? It's like going to get your oil changed on your car and being told you need a new filter, new tires, and a new transmission. Plus belts or something. So, anyways, here's what happened:

- I enjoy Hot Tamales candy.
- I was enjoying them yesterday quite vigorously in lieu of dinner while Bob and I were finishing up moving in.
- I felt a crunchy bit in one of the pieces of candy I was chewing (I think you know where this is going).
- After that bite, while chewing another piece, my gum/tooth hurt a bit.
- So, I finished that piece and found a gaping hole on the right bottom side in one of my molars.
- I thought a filling had fallen out, because I had one there before. I made an appointment with a dentist around the corner from our new place for today at 2.
- At the appointment, an x-ray is taken, and the dentist determines that it wasn't a filling that fell out... it was a piece of my tooth that broke off. I ATE THE PIECE OF TOOTH. How meta is that?
- So, I don't need a filling. I need a crown. This makes me a sad panda. I've never had a crown before, and they were ready to prep the tooth and put on a temporary crown today. Let me tell you, I was NOT ready for that jelly. I have pretty mild dental anxiety, and I really need to research and prepare for something new and invasive and expensive like a crown. So, the dentist just put filling material there for now. They were sweet people, but I really want a second opinion. I don't want a crown, mainly because they have to shave down my tooth to put one on, and if "shave down your tooth" doesn't induce paroxysms of terror... well, I just can't relate to you. Additionally, let me share with you that sometimes root canals have to be done after crowns are applied because of damage to the nerve. She showed me a chart of what a root canal looks like, and the middle image, the cross-section of a tooth with a thin metal drill snaking down into the root, will haunt me for the rest of my life. I'm sure that isn't allowed under the geneva convention.

camping out

Tonight we're going to move for real into our new apartment. We've been sleeping in our corporate housing place even though we moved in this weekend. The reason - we have no bed. But we'll have a bed tomorrow, after the nice people from Sleep Country deliver it.

Tonight: a slight chance of blanket forts and air mattresses!