Archive for October, 2008

You know the drill

Every day I think, “I have to write a post about that!” And then the day comes and goes, and no blog post materializes.

Two amusing things have happened in the past couple days:

1. The universe sent a message that I needed to put up blinds in my bedroom.

On Saturday morning, I mentioned to Mr. Farmer that we should really put up the new mini blinds in my bedroom that had been sitting (logically) underneath the windows for a couple weeks. He said he hadn’t brought his drill. And being a good farmer’s daughter, of course I have no power tools.

So we went to brunch and then to my chiropractor appointment in the middle of Boystown. Just as we sat down in the reception area, a mid-thirties man galloped in with a briefcase-looking thing. He looked perplexed. The receptionist asked what it was. He said he didn’t know — it had just fallen off a truck turning a corner, so he picked it up. He sat down, opened the case, and exclaimed — almost in horror — “It’s a drill!” (Note: he said “drill” more like “dree-ul” due to his southern accent.)

Mr. Farmer and I looked at each other, and I said to the guy, “We were just talking about the fact that we need a drill.” He said “Here you go.” And that’s how I got my drill to put up the blinds that will sell the house that sits on the corner next to the school that has the crossing guard that compliments my coats. End of story.

2. I checked up on the Pioneer Woman this morning and discovered an addictive site: yearbookyourself.com. See damage below:

(The one above is my favorite. If only I had thick hair that would grow longer than my earlobes.)

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90210

I spent last night feeling important in Beverly Hills, attending the One Show Entertainment Awards. We got a “Bronze Pencil” for the documentary I worked on all year.

It vaguely reminded me of 4-H Achievement Night, except I was shaking hands with the director of X-Men instead of the president of the local bank.

(Clearly I was the pasty white Chicago girl amidst the California tans.)

It was a small but mighty crowd of 200, including Matthew Weiner, creator of my very favorite show: Mad Men. He stood right next to me for at least 20 minutes during the cocktail party that followed the ceremony, but I was too big of a chicken to ask him what’s up with Don Draper going to LA in this week’s episode.

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Kelly and Jay’s engagement photos

I’m falling into a pattern of literally getting up at the crack of dawn on Saturdays. Last week I got up at 4:15 to go fishing with Mr. Farmer and his buddy. (Where, by the way, I captured some great photos, which I still need to post.)

Today I got up to meet Kelly and Jay, my delightful friends who are getting married three weeks after Mr. Farmer and I tie the knot, to take their engagement photos. Clearly they are a very daring pair to task an amateur with this great responsibility!

And I milked it for all it was worth. I had a blast. Here are my favorites. (You can also click on “Nelly’s Flickr Photos” if you want to see them larger as a slideshow.)

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