Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Let's Talk About Public Bathrooms.



 I always want to discuss this issue, but it seems like a lame topic, and nobody usually cares to listen. I say, “Can I just tell you how much I hate the public restrooms?” and people pretty much look at me like I have a screw loose. I’m not saying I don’t, I just think that this may be a pertinent issue to discuss.
            Public restrooms are disgusting enough, even if they are kept very clean. I’ve always felt that one should need to touch as little surface area as possible. People think of restrooms as “accessible” if they have a handicapped stall and free floating sinks against the wall with pull up space. “Yay!” they say, “Everyone is happy now.”  This is definitely not “yay”, and I am not happy. Nobody thinks about the regular stalls and how grossly close the quarters are.
Here I am in the mall with my arms full of bags, and I go into a stall with bad lighting, bang my arm and the bags against the stall wall that looks smeared with some kid’s spit soaked fingers, and curse. My jeans practically wipe the toilet bowl as I back up enough to get all the way into the stall and close the door. Then I’m already practically sitting down because there is no space to stand while I attempt to hang my bags and purse on the single hook that’s screwed precariously on the door. By then, I already feel disgusting and flustered as I try to unroll some toilet paper which someone has inevitably refilled upside down, so the “clean” part of the roll is resting on the nasty metal receptacle that has a trash can attached with some I-don’t-wanna-know-what-the-hell-that-is poking out if it. By the time I wipe off the toilet seat, get a liner down and actually start peeing, it’s been 5 minutes and my fiancĂ© is starting to wonder if I fell in.
We need to reset the minimum standards for “accessible” public restroom stalls! I never use the handicapped stall unless it is an emergency or all that is available, because as uncomfortable as I feel in a regular stall, it’s obviously impossible to get a wheelchair or crutches in there. Sometimes, there is a second stall that is larger, but not quite large enough for a wheelchair. Those are my favorite, and those should be the minimum requirement for every stall’s dimensions. I’m 5’6, and 125 pounds. I’m not a particularly large individual, and I feel like a bulky bull in a China shop every time I go into a standard minimum dimensioned bathroom stall.  I could understand if this was only in older facilities, but even new buildings seem to include this gross oversight.
What happened to Universal Design? Universal design is true accessibility, and I thought it was supposed to be the new standard! Let’s go over these 7 design principles and marvel at how much a public restroom stall does NOT adhere to them.
1.      Equitable Use- The design must be usable and marketable for ALL.
2.      Flexibility in Use- Again, for all. There is no flexibility in a space that a skinny person can’t even turn around in.
3.      Simple and Intuitive- The design must be easy to use regardless of any physical or mental barriers.
4.      Perceptible Information- The area must non-verbally or literally communicate enough information so that everyone knows how to use it. This may be the only standard that it masters.
5.      Low Tolerance for Error- It is highly possible that I’ll inadvertently bump against the trash receptacle and get an STD. Awesome.
6.      Low Physical Effort Required- By the time I’m done trying to turn around without falling into the toilet, hang my bags up and lock the door, I’m exhausted.
7.      Size and Space for Approach and Use- Um, obviously inadequate.
Please, dear building code writer, help us.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Its so irritating that I had to blog about it

Ok, seriously? 

I spend time carefully placing RELEVANT links inside my blogs so that you can conveniently get to whatever site I'm talking about and join me in yelling "Brilliant!" as you print out a template to make your own Christmas tree garland or what have you.
That said,

Who the h-e-double hockey sticks decided that every other word should have a link on it with some relevant and non-spammy annoying ad that pops up at you if your cursor goes anywhere near it? WHO?!?! 
End rant.

Pretty Placemats!

Ahoy-hoy! 

(Mr. Burns from the Simpsons answer his phone like that, and its fun to say. Try it.)

Sooo, I was searching the internet for free printables- namely save the date card templates for our wedding- and I got distracted and found Juxtapost.com (seems like a better Pinterest?)  Anyway, that site led me to this one: Oh! Crafts 
 Here's why they caught my eye:
 I'm already a sucker for free printables of any kind, (I just printed out some Disney valentines that I needed to have) but awesome placemats? Um, yes! I'm going to print these on 11x17 paper and get them laminated. 
Brilliant!

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Creative Babbling

Last week, my Human Factors class was assigned a "Nature Walk", where we had to go outside, take a walk for an hour and then write a couple of pages about it. We were supposed to  get in touch with our feelings and observations, and think about what we miss when we "drive through life". I chose to do mine as a story narrative. I think I've been reading too many chick novels. ha. 
Well, here is is. Hope you like it. :)
              I stepped outside my front door and shivered. I heard a loud, crushing noise and looked up to see the wind bending the huge oak tree in my front yard near the horses. The front door was difficult to shut, as it was being pulled by the gust. “What a day for a nature walk!” I thought to myself as I ventured off the stoop. The wind was borderline ridiculous, and I considered heading back inside, as I was practically pushed sideways. My horses, Aowyn and River, whinnied a hello, with probably a touch of, “what-the-heck-are-you-doing-out-here-you’re-going-to-be-blown-away” in their loud trills. Sierra, the oldest in this equine group just stared at me as her brown mane blew every which way. My face was freezing at this point, and my nose started to run. I reached into my sweatshirt pocket and grabbed the tissue I’d put there. That was the first convenience I thought of during my walk, and I was grateful that tissues were available so I didn’t have to search for a non-poisonous, well hydrated leaf and scratch my already dried out nose on it.

            As I made my way forward, my feet tucked safely inside my black Ugg boots, I thought about how much more thankful I should be for shoes. I stopped and slipped a foot out. The ground was cold and rocky with loosely packed dirt. It was cold. I mean, if I didn’t put my shoes back on I’d probably be missing a pinky toe by the time I went back inside. Not to mention, I’d probably end up with a rock poking out of a gash in my foot. So, I opted for the luxury of sheepskin.

            The wind was still blowing like it meant it. All three horses were now looking at me, wondering what I was doing over there, playing in the dirt with my foot. It smelled like someone had lit a fire in their fireplace, and the wind carried the smell to my nose and then whipped it away with another huge gust that just smelled like cold. It was as if the wind were playing with me, teasing me and laughing that it was making my nose run again.

            I headed over to the smooth, and cold, again, fence and crunched on the long, sharp pine needles. “Those would hurt.” I said out loud to no one in particular. I ducked my head to walk under some low hanging branches, and kicked a pinecone. That was answered with a snort from River, who seemed annoyed that I wasn’t petting her and also that I didn’t seem to be bearing any gifts of apples or carrots. The tree groaned and bent again, and I wondered at how powerful air is. It’s a crazy element. You don’t think it’s that mean, but then it gets a tree branch to narrowly miss smacking you in the face, and you realize you don’t have very much power over anything. The wind was pretty much taking over my nature walk, jumping up and down for attention as I tried to notice to the rest of the trees, the pebbles, and the little patches of grass that were chewed on by either the horses or the frost. There wasn’t a cloud in the beautiful blue sky- the wind had whisked those away too.

            I kept walking down towards the mailbox on the long, rocky slope that is my driveway. I tried to position my feet so that the wind could push me down the incline, but it didn’t cooperate. Lame, I wanted to dirt ski. There were more patches of longer blades of grass by the metal mailbox. The pavement had begun, as I had reached my rural street, so I took off my shoes again. I tried to guess how long I could get an ice cube to stay whole if I put it on the pavement. It would probably be a long time. I looked around at the neighbors’ houses, and across the street to Vasquez Rocks. The beauty of those ruddy orange slabs jutting out of the ground is just amazing. The whole view makes you feel tiny and insignificant.

            These days, as we drive through life, we miss a lot. We keep our noses buried in our cups of coffee and adjust the heater in our car, and keep our shoes on. If I had done that today, I would have missed the cozy smell of someone’s fireplace. I wouldn’t have heard my horses neigh their greeting and swish their tails. We miss wonderful fresh air and the terms of what is real in life, when we drive through life on our way to indoor schedules. I think we all need to take some time to stop and smell the pine trees.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Going Cross-Eyed Already!?

We're working on a date & have just picked our attendants!
Just today we discussed a few preliminary things that must be done, like a budget meeting with the parents.
I feel like as soon as we have the time & place, I'll feel much better, and can move forward with the little details! I can't tell you how thankful I am for the Knot!
The checklists and budget calculator are perfect tools!
(I put the link there- check it out!) 
I'm definately going to use this site, with their same-site tabs
&
for when we buy a home & have little ones!
This site: Wedding Chicks, is fun to go through as well- they have great free printables, which I am OBSESSED with! heehee.
Brilliant for DIYers like me!


 
 

Monday, December 31, 2012

Merry New Year!

Hello Everybody!

I'm obviously horrible at keeping a blog up... ha!
 
I've been busy working on my Thesis Program for my BS in Interior Design, performing in White Christmas- which, was a raging success, if I might add- and celebrating Christmas!
Oh....and I got engaged! :)
Here we are at the Magic Castle: (he's slightly camera shy, but likes me apparently ;))

 Here's me backstage before a show, with my body mic, opening costume and MySpace phone angle:
And here's one of my favorite "pic-sitch" photos I took this Christmas at my favorite place ever!:
So, I hope everyone had very merry Holidays and here's to a wonderful 2013!

<3 Joy

P.S. 2013 will consist of more posts about fun stuff, lots of in text links & photos, and maybe some brilliant things. Hopefully. ;)

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Autumn Pluto!!!

I found this craft on the Disney Family site and had to share!

Click the link for step by step directions!

Butternut Squash Pluto