Saturday, April 27, 2013

Paper Making

Weekends are great! Friday night we had a lively discussion at our book club over some great chili and berry cobbler. The book of the month; Herland. The story line follows three gentleman who discover a feminist utopia in South America. The book was written in 1915 by Charlotte Perkins Gillman. It's an interesting read, although nothing flashy or suspenseful. 

Today we drove out of town to "Hoarder's Joe's Keep Me Out of Jail Sale." It was an interesting collection of collections. We had fun guessing the various uses for antique "treasures." Oddly, all we bought was a new colander (in the box) because ours recently broke. Mostly, we painfully reminded ourselves that whatever we bought would have to accompany us and all of our possessions in little Tri Tran (our Subaru) the whole way across the country. To brighten  our mood we took a bike ride in the warm windy afternoon and had a picnic by the river. After we got home I decided my three year desire to learn how to make paper was going to happen...now. So, we rounded up the supplies, watched a few youtube tutorials and tried our hand at paper-making.

My dear husband is generous in his willingness to jump into projects with me (after a little convincing). I read this tutorial, and this one, and realized we didn't really have the supplies demanded by the project. I guess, usually, when making paper you use a deckle mold to press the paper pulp, but I called around town and no one had any. Dietrich's proposal: let's pop out our window screen and use a rolling pin to press the water out. So, we went for it. We bought a plastic tub to fill with pulpy water, and got home to find the tub wasn't wide enough to submerge the screen, so we persevered by pouring the pulp through the screen. Lesson of the day: the paper-making process is largely forgiving. If you want to try making paper I would recommend finding a deckle mold, but if you don't, oh well!

We used a fat quarter of old flannel, half an egg carton, half a roll of too scratchy toilet paper, and three sheets of ugly scrapbook paper. Here they are soaking in warm water.

Then we loaded them a cup at a time into the blender...




And dumped the sewage-y looking mixture in this tub.


Then I dumped some food color in to brighten things up.


Once we brought the tub outside we diluted the mixture with cold water and stirred it up.


Then we poured it through our bedroom window screen.



No photos of this step, but we put wax paper over the screen and rolling pinned the excess water out.


Then we gently urged the condensed pulp onto squares of old cloth and hung them up to dry.



Because we didn't use a deckle mold the paper is taking forever to dry, but I did iron the water out of one sheet, because I was anxious to see the end result.


Hooray! Paper!


Thursday, April 25, 2013

...And More Snow

Mother Nature:  "And you thought it was Spring...Fools!  Bwahahahaha."
On the bright side, Abigail did find some brownie mix and some carbonated orange juice for a lovely evening snack.  I am still trying to get over a cold I got last week.

Snowy Sacajawea



View from our bedroom


Saturday, April 20, 2013

Rattlesnake, beware of mountain lions!

We went for a little walk in the rattlesnake this week. The only wildlife we saw were a few bugs and a large bird. It was gorgeous, though, and the sun felt great!

















Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Mini Ethan

 Ethan, my nephew is soon to be a big brother. I'm planning on sending a little big brother care package. I cautiously tried my hand at making a doll for him...a mini Ethan. I'm pleased with the result! It doesn't look just like him, but it does have matching pajamas.








Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Meesooolah


Our little corner of Missoula

The clearest view in recent history
Missoula

The north west side of downtown

Mt Sentinel in its evening glory

downtown


The North East side of town


Us in front of good ol' Orange Food Farm

Hoarders Missoula Chapter





Monday, April 8, 2013

Dietrich is an award winner!

The first Friday of every month Missoula has a party. Art studios open and provide snacks, camera shops serve free brewskies, people perform on the street(read here: white people poorly performing belly dances), live bands abound, and Missoula is at its weirdest. 

We like to walk around and people watch, occasionally stopping to look at galleries and such. Friday we started at a small local tea shop. While we perused teas and a photo display a woman walked up and tapped Dietrich on the shoulder. "Excuse me, this might be strange, but I REALLY like your beard. I want to give you this(see below). If you sign up and come to this festival you could win Montana's first facial hair competition!" She promptly disappeared into the crowd. Mysterious and delightful. We consider this coaster a recognition of sorts, of Dietrich's diligent efforts in growing whiskers.


Also, an update about the accident in front of our house! My co worker sent me this craigslist ad today (http://missoula.craigslist.org/mis/3718293833.html). How about that!