Saturday, February 14, 2009

the best way to give


earlier this week, in honor of valentine's Day, i introduced my good friend SoMany to the world of blood donation. it takes under an hour and your blood has the potential to save up to three lives. more, if you count the various studies they may use your blood in as well. times are tough for most of us and when you want to give but find yourself stretched ever so thin financially, get your blood flowing and give a little from your heart instead.if you have never given blood but want to yet cringe at the idea do something that sharp sticking in you for that long, relax, it isn't so bad and you get free cookies at the end! not everyone can give blood but if you can, i would highly recommend it, especially now when their is a need. i can't help but think of all my friends surrounded by those awful fires. giving here in california to my local blood bank may not help directly but i like to think that it sets something in motion and the ripple effect will get to where it needs to. every little bit helps. and the photo ops can be fun!not everyone can donate blood. when you donate blood, make sure ahead of time to eat well and take care of yourself. you can't donate if yer feeling woozy. you also need to have a healthy weight and good level of iron. another reason to take care of yourself! if you have been recently tattooed, you must wait a year before donating and some medications may keep you from giving your good stuff away. once you sign up, you get interviewed. all your stats are shared, name, address, et cetera. your temp is taken along with your blood pressure and pulse and then comes my least favorite part, the finger prick. why oh why does this hurt more than the needle? i really, really, dislike this part which is funny because i jab myself while sewing all the time. maybe it is because i know it is coming, kinda like that puff of air they shoot at you when you get your eyes checked. aack! when that is done, you are left alone with a laptop to answer yes or no questions regarding some personal issues. when yer done, it is show time!

i'm usually at a blood drive when i do this so i'm usually in a wobbly, bobbly, blood mobile. you walk down the narrow walkway to one of four camper style cots. park your behind up on that blue vinyl, swing your legs around, take a deep breath and lie down. you're good, it's already almost over. a phlebotomist in a crisp white coat will be at your side chatting it up and singing along to those eighties tune that are squeezing out of the tinny speakers. your arm will get a rubber strap tied around it while a large squeeze ball is placed in your hand (mine looked like an enormous clown nose). this is to help find a good vein. you only want to be stuck once, right? he or she then will wipe the crook of your arm (quite excessively) with an alcohol swab and betadine. they will also ask if you are allergic to the topicals they are using. after your arm is sufficiently orange enough, the needle goes in quick and smooth. while you relax, you need to remember to squeeze that clown nose in your hand every five or ten seconds. this helps gets you pumping.the needle is connected by tube to a special bag that is marked "volunteer donation". there are a couple of tubes that branch out and they use these to fill up a small collection of vials if you agreed to be a part of any other testing. you donate a pint, which fits nicely in that bag that hangs down below your arm so you cannot see how pretty (or freaky) it looks. they don't want anyone passing out ya know! of course, if yer an oddball like SoMany & i, you can ask to see and they will show you. you can even take a picture of it but they won't let you hold it for a self-portrait. drats!donating a pint of blood can take as little as five minutes or as long as twenty or more. it all depends on your blood. SoMany & i are quick drippers and squeezed our clown noses good and tight. we were done in under ten minutes. when you're done, you sit up slowly and drink a bottle of water. when you can move from your sitting position, you travel to another seat and gorge yourself on cheese crackers, oreos and juice. gotta get that blood sugar up again.

you may feel a little loopy afterwards and your arm will feel odd and disconnected for a short while. there may be bruising and soreness over the next day. but, another cool thing about giving blood is that after you're all done, you NEED to take it easy. no heavy lifting, no downward dog, just relaxation with a pile of pretty magazines and a happy plate of sweets. if you think this is something you want to do, contact your local Red Cross. you can go online anytime to find a blood drive near you. and if you're a first-timer, the nifty folk at 1-800-GIVELIFE will set up an account for you. sometimes the blood drive is in a super nifty place. SoMany and i got to hang out in the super guarded lobby of the Capitol Records building (no pictures!).less than 30% of first time blood donors return to give blood so make sure you repeat if you can. you can give blood up to six times a year, think of all those free cookies! if the idea of all that red stuff has you light headed, head on over to Red Cross to check out their volunteer program or give directly. lucky for you and everyone else, there are three ways you can help! Click here for the Australian Red Cross.

Happy Valentine's Day from scrumdillydilly!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

i lurve winning!

last week i entered two contests. both had prizes that i completely and utterly coveted. while i might not have won the Bake It Pretty giveaway from The Crafty Crow (darn!), i did score two ticks to a show i have been itching to see for many, many years. yes folks, mr. a-go-go and i got free ticks to see the one and only Lucha Vavoom (thank you Franklin Ave.! if you have followed me around this blogland world, you may know that the mister and i are super keen on burlesque and all things campy kitschy. we're still mourning the move of the miss exotic world pageant from the ever so dandy land of helendale to the chaotic world of vegas.the show was last night, in honor of Valentine's Day and while i thought i wanted to go for the burlesque, it was the wrestling that hooked me in...maybe it was the crazy chickens. yes, it was definitely the crazy chickens. can you imagine if there was a lobster as well? aack, a-go-go heaven! anyway, mr. a-go-go and i got clipboard, guest list, special entrance awarded. once in we were guided to a tiny table selling tequila shots for a whole buck less than all the other bars of which there were plenty. we scoped out the small space for us non-wristbanded ringside sitters and hightailed it upstairs to the balcony for a birds eye view of the ring. after we got our 'spensive drinks, he a beer and me a shirley temple, we sat back to enjoy the pre-show of nifty mexican pop music and wordless vintage Lucha Libre flix. excellent. throw in a go-go dancer or two or maybe some boots for me and i could be happy for quite a while. the show was crazy, insane. loud, campy and full of flips and gasp inducing choreographed moves. i loved it! drama, intrigue, pasties and a pogo stick.Dirty Sanchez was up to his usual (very) dirty tricks while Chilango saved the day in his fiery red shorty shorts.
Chupacabra was up to no good, kidnapping Bonita Labelle before the pasty reveal.
those crazy chickens are most definitely loco though i think the most loco was Lil' Chicken who did a most fantastic swan dive off the upstairs balcony to the drunken elite below. crazy! so crazy, they won!while them chickens are a hoot to watch, you get whiplash trying to keep up, the final match of the night was enthralling. the belt wearing Cassandro got dog-piled and whipped by Hector in a blaze of flips, kicks and tricks. the show was awesome, the commentary by Blane Capath and Tom Keeny was almost more amusing than the show.a swell time was had. from one Franklin Ave soul to another, thank you again Franklin Ave. blog!

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

sleepy sleepiness

it was the kind of morning where sleep couldn't be kicked off like covers that lay upon me. the covers couldn't even be kicked off. they held me down in a tangled embrace, keeping me warm and snug and safe from the early morning cold.it was the kind of snug that lulls you into a sleep so deep that when you finally push your way to the surface yours eyes refuse to stay open. lids heavy with cozy sleep, blink, blink, blink their way open only to seal up for another hour whilst you dream of vintage kitchens and submarines that nest under your home. it was the kind of snug sleep in a cold, cold room that keeps you in one position for hours on end. generally, i skip about as i sleep moving from one dream to the next. sometimes i follow the dream of the mister and sometimes he gently nudges me out of a good snore. generally there is movement and dance and a search for a cold spot for my feet to feel free. last night was one of those nights where the chill kept my nose cold and i cocooned myself up so that i didn't move until morning. until after the alarm went off....twice. i slept so deeply, so heavily that my ear was angry from all the pressure it felt. my knee was hollering for its wonky state and the blanket creases that party on my skin partied so hard they refuse to go home. it was a good sleep. a deep sleep. a sleep that was hard to rise from.and then the buzz saws turned on.

so, good sleep or not, i am up and ready for a fabulous day. the clouds are not as dark as yesterday, the ground outside is dry and i have a day scheduled with a favorite person and we are going to smile ourselves silly. i hope your sleep was good, your morning better and your day the best it can be.

Monday, February 09, 2009

the blue issue of blanket is out


check it out here and you can read how mr. a-go-go & i turned a pair of jeans into this kitschy hula ensemble!

the week in review: february 2-8

last week was chock full of stuff. school, projects, school and more projects. phew! i had a great class session this weekend as well where the main focus of the class is to photograph your community. for the purpose of the class, we are photographing the community around our school and we did sooo much walking. it was great noodling around old town pasadena and checking out the historic bungalow homes and neighborhoods. i took a zillion pictures and hten narrowed it down to half a zillion and now have to narrow it down even further for the art journal i need to make for class.

this week is more of the same with papers to be written, books to bread and in honor of Valentine's Day, a friend and i are heading out to donate blood tomorrow. can't wait! happy february, folks!

Friday, February 06, 2009

a day like any other day

it's one of those days where i am hop, hop, hopping from one project to another while ignoring the projects that really need to be finished you know, like school work. i have four papers to write to prove i qualify for two specializations on my degree. instead i sit here type, type, typing away watching Nick Cave videos and waiting for a citrus rosemary poundcake to come out of the oven. i am a professional procrastinator!

it has been raining nonstop since yesterday. the wet has not deterred the construction guys from hammering away all around me. it is loud and cacophonous but somehow, with the pittering of the downpour i don't mind it as much today. or maybe it is because Nick Cave is crooning In the Ghetto to me and i am remembering my teary heartfelt sobs when i first heard Elvis sing it back when i was six years old or so. i've always held oodles of empathy inside me.so today, i woke up around 6:30 to see mr. a-go-go off to work. i skipped on over to the sewing machine and stitched up bits of four dilly bags for a possible consignment deal. i also posted a few items to the shop, swept the floor, read a zillion blogs, added a crafty post to scrumdilly-do, updates my Amazon shop for valentine's day, took oodles of notes for things i want to be making and whipped up some batter for two poundcakes.and now, since i have finished my lunch of a delicious smoothie, string cheese and bread and jam i think i will turn this machine off and actually complete something on the big to-do list! besides, witch-baby is meowing up a whiny storm and i still need to go to the market to get snacks for my class tomorrow. i love rainy days!