Monday, September 17, 2012

Rainy day lovin'.

Days when I wake up and realize it's raining before my eyes even open are my favorite. Well. That's a lie. Waking up to thunder rumbles would trump that. But I've been a smiley and productive mess ever since hopping up to look out the window this morning. I say mess because I usually craft a to-do list a mile long, all the while dreaming up ten new life goals that I should probably start on... right now. Not to say that the distractive thoughts matter much because I usually multitask life-brainstorming while real-life working pretty well. It seems so wrong that dreariness gets me motivated but somehow that's just how it works out in my head. If I ever figure it out, I'll be sure to share the secret. Pretty to-do lists help. But that's all I got for now.

Also, on days like this, my kitchen is a dangerous thing. I say dangerous because if I let my productive energies be focused on it, I'll end up researching recipes and cooking a four course meal for an army that doesn't exist. If I don't have time for that, then I just can't let my brain go there. Instead I end up spastically having a slice of peach pie and a sugar free Rockstar for lunch. I know, I know. I can feel the judgey eyes. Well, a mix of judgey eyes and the girl going, "Cupcake and Red Bull lunch over here, woot woot!" So anywayyyy. I'll get back to satisfyingly marking off my to-do's with red sharpie, but in the mean time, does anyone else out there love a good rainy day?

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Mornings that smell like hay and feel like home.

It's hard to explain how a series of chores could feel like home. For the first time, this thing I love is finally separate from something that was emotionally trying and laced with hostility. And now it just gets to be about the peace that comes from steady crunching of hay and soft nickers that make you smile for reasons you can't really say.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011


I am loving this line of furniture. I think a piece from the collection would be such an amazing addition to an eclectically styled living room. I'm even dreaming of one of their chaises at the end of my bed. Er, uh. If there was room. (I can't wait to own a home.) The company is Beirut based and owned by Hoda Baroudi and Maria Hibri. They reupholster furniture with vintage Middle Eastern and Central Asian fabrics. The result is crazy, but stunning. It might not be your piece of cake, but hopefully you can at least appreciate it's uniqueness!

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Browse for yourself here. I think my favorite is the tripoli chaise.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Black currants and piglets.

Things I'm loving this week...


Tuesday, June 28, 2011

The rhythm of my days.


Last week was really nice. A balance of designing almost every day with a midweek camping trip thrown in. Standing in a field, a fire nearby, the stars out. It's where I'd choose to be at any given moment lately.

Cue soundtrack. It's been in my head for days.


Wednesday, April 20, 2011

And suddenly it's been years.

Last night it was absolutely beautiful outside. The wind was just incredible. The kind that lifts spirits and raises questions and hopes, puts out small fires and spreads the big ones like wildfire. It just felt amazing. It was my sister's birthday, but after cake and presents and even once the birthday girl crashed, a select group stayed out on the back porch. I drank chardonnay as the storm came in and enjoyed good friends.

You know when you still view something as new, or rather just not old, and then you have that moment where you realize it's not anymore? We were having a conversation about the first time we all met each other and I made some reference to a year ago or so and my friend Clay laughed and said, "I've known you for years. Way before that." And I said no but then gradually added year by year to my count until it neared a whole hand and I wondered where the time has gone. Life is so sneaky sometimes.


Monday, April 18, 2011

What's today again?

Sometimes I think it's nice to have a day that feels separate from everything else going on in life. Anything bothering you, making you worry or stress, just goes away for a little while. And yesterday was just that. I'm looking at a couple of weeks most likely filled with lack of sleep and group nervous and emotional breakdowns. Finals are insane. So Sunday was just some great timing because I think I needed it before I climb into the roller coaster car.

I rode with my sister, Rachael, out to my dad's house who's out of town right now and we told we'd take care of some things. It's a bit of a drive, so we did some major car dancing on the way out there. It's one of our favorite activities I'd say. She mowed the lawn and I laid on the dock at the pond and thought up new ideas that, although require more time than I currently have, were refreshing to come up with and got me excited about the possibilities.

Tank and Zoe. So pitiful. Don't let them fool you.

It was just one of those days where you have to keep asking, "Wait. What's today, again?" And then you try to remember what you should probably be remembering but then realize that right now, you really just don't care.

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