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Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
-Leonard Cohen, Anthem

My To-Do List Before I'm Dead/Crazy
1. Learn to play the freakin' guitar already. And drums. 
2. Try black truffles.
3. Meet Oprah and thank her.
4. Go white water rafting again. Maybe a girlfriend getaway.
5. Visit New York City for a week.
6. Build a self-sustaining healthy house on a plot of land large enough to have a big, gorgeous dog that never poops close to home, some sheep, a big garden, and fruit trees but close enough to other people that if someone came to murder us, there would be people to hear the gunshots. 
7. Publish a work of mostly fiction. Change the names and details of people I know such that they really have no idea I'm writing about them, the fools.
8. Go to art school.
9. Own a log cabin on a lake where you're allowed to shoot people if they seadoo. Two sports in one: Cottaging and Target Practice.
10. Compost with worms.
11. Finish knitting Montana's baby blanket.
12. Travel Europe and Russia.
13. Throw a neighborhood carnival block party, raising money for a family in need or other worthy cause.
14. Somehow make international adoption easier. Get airlines to give free airfare to people who are picking up their international adoptive children.
15. Learn pottery.
16. Visit Chicago Institute of Art.
17. Get all my body hair lasered off. Celebrate with a naked stroll in a park.
18. Learn to really sing.
19. Go scuba diving somewhere really colourful and take photos. 
20. Go horseback riding again.
21. Make pesto from scratch.
22. Make a stuffed salmon encased in pastry that's cut to look like a salmon.
23. Learn to really, properly swim.
24. Have an all-girlfriend canoeing-camping trip with someone who can play guitar. Woman with the longest leg hair the next day doesn't have to paddle back.
25. Memorise all the best Scrabble words and tactics.
26. See May Erlewine and Seth Bernard again live.
27. Read the Harry Potter series.
28. Develop all my online photos with journaling comments.
29. Ride in a gondola in Venice.
30. Grow peonies.
31. Learn to can my own fruits and veggies and then actually do it.
32. Visit Vancouver.
33. Have Garrison Keillor read one of my poems on The Writer's Almanac.
34. Roll down grassy green hills in Ireland. Fall in love with some rogueish Irishman with that accent. 
35. Catch some fireflies again. Then let them go.
36. Catch some frogs. Then let them go.
37. Get my braces off. Celebrate by rubbing bread and carrots and salmon all over my teeth.
38. Get into really fantastic shape. Feel strong and healthy.
39. Become buddies with Julia Roberts Jennifer Garner. We would totally mesh.
40. Be in a flash mob.
41. Write a song and sing it/play it on the guitar.
42. Be in the chorus of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat.
43. Finish reading War and Peace.
44. Read The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens.
45. Invent something awesome and sell it like crazy from a website.
46. Learn to cook Indian food as well as our local restaurant does.
47. See a ghost or an angel. Anyone from another realm will do.
48. See Prairie Home Companion live.
49. See Jack Johnson play live.
50. See Cathy achieve her dreams, however that happens.
51. Be so rich that I can give away money to people who need it.
52. Buy a much nicer camera.
53. Re-learn to play piano.
54. See Les Miserables live.
55. Learn Photoshop.
56. Get a book deal.
57. Make a really nice, large abstract quilt.
58. Visit the Great Wall of China and leave my name on it somewhere.
59. Become fluent in French.
60. Learn basic Italian.
61. Become fluent in sign language.
62. Become a pretty good chess player.
63. Have my own photo exhibit in a gallery.
64. Remember history studied and study more.
65. Become more charitable in my heart.
66. Have an Etsy store.
67. Visit London, bump into Jude Law and have him quickly fall in love with me.
68. Design my own house blueprints. Or build a treehouse or hobbit house.
69. Teach Daisy to read and watch her silently devour books.
70. Teach Lulu to read.
71. Take a hot air balloon ride.
72. Be in a musical/play with Daisy.
73. Make healthy cookies I actually love. For my grandkids.
74. Learn how to breakdance. Or at least do that move where you support your body just on your hands tucked under your belly? That move.
75. Hold a hand stand for at least five seconds.
78. Do a backflip. With a belt on. Tied to the ceiling.
79. Hear James Taylor play live.
80. Become a Big Sister.
81. Be able to roll in a kayak.
82. Adopt some older children when my kids are older or be a foster parent.
83. Have some of my poetry published. Under a different name.
84. Do a month-long vacation with Joelle in the UK.
85. Have a butler's pantry right off my kitchen and have it extremely organized at all times.
86. See Swan Lake performed.
87. Raise my children to be happy, nonjudgmental, kind, creative, humble, open-minded, critical thinkers.
88. Own "Hay" perfume from Santa Maria Novella perfumeria.
89. Swim in an Italian grotto.
90. Host a dinner under a large canopy-like tree, with candle lanterns.
91. Be able to do one pull-up.
92. Eat some freshly shucked oysters I've dug, out east.
93. See my sister happy and well-off in Victoria, B.C. 
94. Meet my all of my virtual friends.
95. Teach my girls hand clapping games.
96. Sleep in a hammock in Hawaii with mellow island beat music playing and with the waves splashing in the background.
97. Go seashell hunting.
98. Visit Boston in the Fall. 
99. Go up the Eiffel Tower.
100. Get Lasik eye surgery.
101. Get new tortoise shell glasses I love in the meantime.
102. Learn to juggle.
105. Get a degree in something I'm sure I'll decide on and stick with at some point.
106. Rock grad school some place awesome. Be paid to go. 
107. Get a PhD, presumably in something Englishy but maybe in Theology. Or Philosophy if I can figure out how to do that without going insane.
108. Figure out a convenient and inexpensive way to have Joelle be my laundress. In return, I will untangle anything that needs untangling and offer editing services. 
109. Own a flower shop?
110. Find Murray Clark, my fifth grade teacher from River View Public School in Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, and let him know how much he blessed my life.
111. Speak at TED.
112. Learn to ride a unicycle.
113. Find and marry The Love of My Life (Matthew Rhys?).
114. Have all my closest friends at both my ceremony and reception. Have an awesome paper flower bouquet that my friends have made for me (and make bouquets for them), and otherwise handmade reception, with yummy food, music he and I have chosen together (no stupid DJs), guitarists playing prior to the reception, with lovely little surprises.
115. Participate in a hip hop number on stage. 
116. Be anywhere in the Fall where I can see red maple leafs again, collect and press them, and then make a Martha Stewart-idea frame thing with the leaves. 
117. Throw fantastic Sweet Sixteen birthday parties for my daughters.
118. Learn to drive stick shift. 
119. Race a race car along a track. 
120. Do karaoke. Maybe "Thunder Road" by Springsteen. Or "Paradise by the Dashboard Light" by Meatloaf with Joelle.
121. Do a stand-up comedy routine. 
122. Finish my book of subversive children's poems.
123. Make a multicoloured snow sculpture for the kids' front yard. 
124. Learn to waterski. 
125. Try squid ink in a pasta recipe. 
126. Make a really indulgent cheesecake for the people I love the most and serve it to them at once.
127. Embroider something awesome. 
128. Own a collection of beautiful handmade nativities. 
129. Visit St. Peter's, Santa Margherita in Cortona, the Duomo, the Louvre, and Westminster Abby again and actually be able to go inside this time
130. Attend La Tomatina in Spain.
131. Write two plays and have them performed: one comedy, one drama. 
132. Have someone cool perform a song I've written. (That guy in the art wing of my school doesn't count.)
133. Find a really fabulous red lipstick that doesn't turn pink and doesn't make my teeth look [more] yellow.
134. Get my ex-nephew to do some wild make-up on me before going to an excellent Halloween party. 
135. Take TLoML to Cortona, Italy and live there a while.
136. Visit Pompeii.
137. Make love in a field under the stars. 
138. See an animal be born. 
139. See a baby be born. 
140. Learn to belly dance.
141. Write a "little instruction book" for my children. 
142. Set up a soapy slip 'n' slide with my kids. 
143. Make a fairy house with my girls like this one
143. Go to a drive-in movie.
144. Be a part of a protest that changes the outcome of something.
145. Have a picnic/snack in a cave behind a waterfall.
146. Catch a fish and eat it.
147. Take kickboxing classes.
148. Get more politically involved in my own country. 
149. Find something to do with my engagement ring. (Anyone want to buy it?)
150. Be a redhead for a while. 
151. Own a gourmet luncheon/deli place specialising in incredible sandwiches?
152. Make some etchings.
153. Conduct a social experiment of some kind.
154. Own a really great buttery leather jacket.
155. Milk an animal.
156. Attend a lantern festival such as this one.
157. Do really artsy portraits of people.
158. Live a long, healthy life with my brainy, funny, creative, sexy spouse.
159. Walk the Camino de Santiago.
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Saturday
Jan282012

Imma gonna build me a house

I am totally going to do this! But I want a bathroom.

If you see my little life list on the right, you'll see that I've had a dream to have a healthy, self-sustaining home on a big plot of land. I picture it with lots of warm woods, white walls (I love white walls because everything else I have is so colourful and there needs to be a balance, and white is the perfect background colour for all art and I have some nice art), tons of books, a big creative space with my sewing machine, fabric, paints, felt, pottery wheel, etc. A kitchen with a big work space and rock walls, maybe copper sink and light fixtures. I'd want wide-plank wood floors that can be roughed up by dogs. Or warm cork floors. 

My ex-husband's boss built a beautiful contemporary-traditional mish-mash home in the hills of Peace River and he had a large mud room with tiled floor for his large dogs, with a dog door. The dogs were kept from the rest of the home but could go outside. I'd like that for some dogs, not to keep them from the house all the time, but to have the option of closing them out if friends come over. 

But in the meantime, I can do with much less. I like having a small space. The only thing I don't like about it is having to pare down my books and art and not having enough room to cook. So, I'd like a bigger place than the one in that video. I'd want my kids to have their own rooms. I'm going to need some bedroom privacy, you know. (And they will, too.) 

And I'm totally capable of building a house! I don't know everything I need to know now but it would just take a bit of research. I've put my son on the job of researching this. I was the best student in my junior high AND high school carpentry classes (the only girl in high school class, too). I did a ton of renos in our first house when I was eight months pregnant and with a toddler. I once built a built-in bookshelf in the bathroom while pregnant and caring for three kids, when Jude was working out of town. Bought all the materials with kids in tow, built it on my front porch with a jigsaw (I didn't have a table saw, so I made do with wood filler and paint after the imperfect cuts). It had nice beadboard in the back, painted a butter yellow, crown moulding, baseboard, and I got the measurements all right except for taking doors into account, so I sewed a pleated skirting for the bottom. And I made it all in one weekend. (With three young kids. And while pregnant.)

To build a cheap little thing with reclaimed and free materials, (and driftwood, Montana said!), it doesn't have to be done perfectly. If I ever wanted to sell a house like this in Alberta, it would be tricky. But here? There are a ton of people who would love a house like that. Students, hippies, older people. 

I know people who know how to build cob houses. I know people who would be happy to help me. And how great would it be to have the kids here in the summer for a month, helping to build the house? What a great memory! 

First, I need to figure out WHERE this can be done, and do I have to buy land, and if so, for how much? Are there communal communities around here? Can I rent some land from someone else, who has a big plot? 

Then, I need to do my taxes for 2009, so that I can get money that the government owes me for 2010. But I can't find the tax forms when I look online. 

Then, start asking around and building my knowledge base. I need to find a place to store materials and start collecting those. 

If I could build a house and find cheap rent for land, I would be more self-sufficient and would save a LOT of money every month. I would really miss living right downtown but maybe it could help me save up to buy a condo, if I ever wanted to do that. (I'd end up having to get a car, though, which is such a bummer.) But the great thing about living communally, is that people trade and share services. So, maybe someone would want to use my car and then charge me less for rent on their land. 

There are so many possibilities! Just have to get creative and ambitious. 

Think of all the cool things you could do with your house if you built it yourself and it didn't have to look perfect. All the personal little details. 

If anyone has more information about how to go about this, please email me, or leave the info in the comments section here!

Daily Gratitudes

  1. I love that when my son hears bullshit at school from the DARE cop, like that marijuana is as addictive as heroin, that he is able to say, "Wait a second. That doesn't sound legit." And then does his own research. I love that he doesn't just believe everything he's told and I love that my kids have always argued with me when they've felt something was unjust. Because it forced me to have to argue back (or be a bad parent—that was an option I opted for sometimes) and give reasons, and then when it made sense, they'd listen, and when it didn't, it meant that I'd have to change my approach and then we'd all grow and be harmonious. Because, who the hell am I to say they have to listen to me just because I'm authority? I'm just an experimenter at life. Yes, I get to call the shots, but I shouldn't get to call the shots AND all the conversation, too. Anyway. I love this about my kids. 
  2. I think I lost my Anthropology textbook. But the TA sweetly offered to let me borrow hers when I need to study, for the rest of the term. 
  3. I can do my grocery shopping, from now on, from Spud.ca. Local, sustainable food, organic, free delivery! Just shop online and it gets delivered. HOW AWESOME IS THAT?! (Available in Calgary, too.) I think the food is more pricey but ethical food is like that. 
  4. But because they don't deliver right away, I just phoned a delivery service to bring me some sour cream, butter, salsa, bread, and fresh mint, for only $5 delivery fee. 
  5. On Wednesday, I'm going to be modelling for a local photographer and ex-prof at UVic. I don't feel very comfortable in front of a camera, have never modelled, and this will be very weird and a bit nerve-wracking. But a new, cool experience! More to follow. 

 

Reader Comments (3)

Building ones own house seems like the ultimate in creativity. And a great exercise in knowing ones self ( which you are already well practiced at). My aunt and uncle built their own straw bale house. They put colored glass bottles in between the bales so when the sun shines there are all these little glowing round 'windows' in the wall, it' really neat! They live in BC of course :). It seems like a pretty economical option as far as materials go and when it's done you have these lovely textured walls. My parents were building a stackwall house when we were kids. I'm pretty sure my dad cut down the trees himself and we all helped peel the bark of the logs, by hand with only one old-fashioned hand tool. I hope you can make it happen!

January 28, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterHeather

I love, love, LOVE to do house fixes/improvements. I fight over the drill with Rob. I recently put a new shelf in my laundry room closet, and right now I am in the middle of a project where I'm going to use old books and make them into their own shelves in a couple of different ways (I know, it still hurts that the books won't be able to be read afterward!).

I don't think I'd take on creating an entire house, though. I really like the micro (obviously, as my comments are often very micro-detailed), but am not great with macro. But my mom loves the big ideas, and has planned her own house to be very "green," and have lots of personal character. She has like a 5 inch binder just packed full of how she'll do it, including pamphlets, swatches, blueprints, etc.

Now, if she just had the money to act on it...

January 29, 2012 | Unregistered Commenterkimberly

Natasha, you should also look into cordwood homes. I think that might be easier to build than a cob home. We have a chunk of land that I would like to build a cordwood home on. Not sure if The Husband is as eager though.

January 31, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterCheryl

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