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I went with my parents to Maine where I ate a lot of seafood, including the ubiquitous Maine lobster roll and blueberry pie, and bought two pair of shoes, a necklace that looks like a blueberry bush branch, pottery, and salsa.  Among other things.

The bad part of the trip was the fact that my incurable backseat driver of a mother drove me nuts, and then insisted on helping me clean my apartment.  On the plus side, it’s clean now.  On the minus, we cleaned from 3-10 yesterday, with a brief stop for dinner and grocery and Target shopping.  My apartment is currently more decorated than it has ever been, and I’m moving in three weeks.

I thought about naming this post Make It Work, but decided to opt for the less cliched Tim Gunn catchphrase.

Sooo.  Project Runway Season 5 premiered last night, and I sat down to watch it despite the incredible amount of underwhelment I felt throughout season 4.  There were too many veterans in season 4, and those who weren’t veterans (*cough*Christian*cough*) took cocky precociousness and adorableness to annoying levels I was previously unaware actually were possible.  Also, none of them could live up to the awesomeness that was Santino Rice from season 2.  (I actually wasn’t overly impressed with season 3 either, although I still say Alison was screwed over)

This episode was notable for the guest appearance of the fabulous Austin Scarlett (yes, even gayer than his name):

Austin was apparently the winner of this challenge in season 1 (I was a latecomer to Project Runway and saw all of season 1 and most of season 2 in reruns) but I remember him best for saving Jay’s ass by modeling for him in one of the challenges.  And for being flaming enough to set fire to Yosemite National Park all by himself.

I could recap the entire episode, but others have done it earlier and better.  Suffice it to say that I agreed with the judges’ verdicts – Jerry and Stella deserved to be in the bottom two, and I was glad when it was Jerry to go – beyond the fact that he’s too experienced for the show, his design was a mess, like something from a horror flick, and he was delusional enough to think it was awesome.  Stella at least knew her trash bag dress was shit.

Likewise, Kelli deserved to win – the hand dyed vacuum bag skirt was incredible, although I was less fond of the coffee filter top.  Daniel’s blue solo cup dress similarly rocked – it was even more amazing when you realized how he had to do it – and I actually would have worn Kordo’s tablecloth dress.

All in all, an okay start to the season.  I’m not sure who my favorites will be yet – it’s early yet -but I can tell that it won’t be Blayne.  The tanorexic Seattle designer/barista is beating even Christian for annoying, and that takes some doing.  I spent most of last season wanting to bash the fashion elf over his overly hairsprayed head.

My parents are (probably) coming to visit next week.

My apartment is a pigsty.

My mother is a clean freak.

Yeah, so I guess I’ll be cleaning all week, yes?

Okay, to be fair, some of my bedding purchases are because I have a cat, and the cat is an ass, and he pees on the bed.  So I go through a lot of sheets and have recently bought more spares because I’m sick of doing laundry twice a week.  But the quilt I ordered? Don’t really have that excuse.  I have an almost brand new one that just came back from the dry cleaners (no prizes for guessing why it was there).

I seriously have a thing for cute sheets and blankets and beds.  Quite possibly because I love to sleep (I do, really), but it surpasses any love I have for technicolor flat shoes or handbags or chunky jewelry.  It doesn’t surpass my love for romance novels, however, as the piles on my floor and nearly full bookcases will attest.

Anyway, in the interest of sharing, here is what will be on my bed when JC Penney gets around to sending it to me.  It’s teal, which is my favorite color – probably part of the reason I gave in.

At least it was on sale?

Because on Tuesday, July 15th, Joss Whedon’s latest epic project goes live:  Dr. Horrible’s Sing-a-Long Blog

Yes, it is a supervillain musical.  Yes, it will kick ass. Yes, everyone must watch it.

Joss has posted the plan of action here.  I’m a geek, so obviously I can’t wait.

Today, my boss asked me if we have catalog shopping in the U.S.

I managed to not laugh out loud.