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All Things in Their Form
Jul. 15th, 2011 10:55 pmI have a tremendously dull habit of liking things in one way. I don't know if it's watching too many Hitchcock films too many times (Edith Head, you genius) or my mother's severe asceticism, but somewhere along the way my preference for simple became a bit of an obsession with the basic, the original, the classic.
Let's take a pitcher. I need a pitcher, for all things lemonade-y, and I thought it would be easy to find one. Simple; white porcelain (though I might accept clear glass); large enough to where I could genuinely fill four or five beverages from it, but not so big I couldn't pick it up. Easy, right?
Insert laughter here. It is absurd the number of ugly, even downright unusable pitchers that exist out there. At first I thought, well, so it goes; I'll just have to buy something a little more expensive. But even le Creuset's pitchers are too small (probably due to their weightiness), and Wedgwood pitchers I find a touch too country, too Grecian, or too expensive AND faux-Grecian (the three varieties I saw). Feeling there is only One True Form for anything is a terrible approach to things, and yet, I can't help but be sad that the Perfect Pitcher Picture in my head can't be matched anywhere - not even in a museum piece, apparently.
In other news, I am exercising most days again now. I went through a brief patch of a few months when I struggled to exercise simply because of my new schedule, which makes morning exercise impossible. (I like mornings, but I consider morning what happens after dawn. I refuse to get up at 5am to work out.) Unfortunately, this now means I have approximately 20 minutes to myself per day, M-F. Add in to this desperately trying to knock things off my to-do list on the weekend (gardeningauctionbrowsingforfurniturepaintingreorganizationrehanging) and entertaining (the next two months I don't know if we have a weekend without visitors), and it'll be hard to stick with my determination to stay in shape.
Let's take a pitcher. I need a pitcher, for all things lemonade-y, and I thought it would be easy to find one. Simple; white porcelain (though I might accept clear glass); large enough to where I could genuinely fill four or five beverages from it, but not so big I couldn't pick it up. Easy, right?
Insert laughter here. It is absurd the number of ugly, even downright unusable pitchers that exist out there. At first I thought, well, so it goes; I'll just have to buy something a little more expensive. But even le Creuset's pitchers are too small (probably due to their weightiness), and Wedgwood pitchers I find a touch too country, too Grecian, or too expensive AND faux-Grecian (the three varieties I saw). Feeling there is only One True Form for anything is a terrible approach to things, and yet, I can't help but be sad that the Perfect Pitcher Picture in my head can't be matched anywhere - not even in a museum piece, apparently.
In other news, I am exercising most days again now. I went through a brief patch of a few months when I struggled to exercise simply because of my new schedule, which makes morning exercise impossible. (I like mornings, but I consider morning what happens after dawn. I refuse to get up at 5am to work out.) Unfortunately, this now means I have approximately 20 minutes to myself per day, M-F. Add in to this desperately trying to knock things off my to-do list on the weekend (gardeningauctionbrowsingforfurniturepaintingreorganizationrehanging) and entertaining (the next two months I don't know if we have a weekend without visitors), and it'll be hard to stick with my determination to stay in shape.