January 2010
10 posts
Never a loss without a gain
This past Monday night my Oma, my mother’s mother passed away after many years of declining mental and physical health. She will be greatly missed. No, not the shell that stopped breathing, peacefully, in her sleep that night, but the vibrant, quirky, Emily Post-esque lady she was before dementia took control of her life and dragged down the lives of those who loved her. Tuesday my friend...
Grief
My mom called this morning to tell me my Oma passed away last night. It’s not suprising, she was a shell of who she used to be. It’s very sad yes, but it’s saddder that she and those who loveher had to suffer through years of loss of memory, identity, body functions, will to live and quality if life.
Movies
The husband doesn’t like them. He would deny this statement, but he only likes films that are “good”, by his definition. Which for the life of me I can’t figure out. Posible “good” movies are documentaries, docu-dramas (that are not chick related), and movies about war/strife, the best of all would be docudramas about war with real interviews!!!
He does not like...
Our humor is so wrong...
Husband: I have Monday off, want to do anything?
Me: huh. Really? Why arn’t you going to work?
Husband: it’s Martin Luther King jr. Day.
Me: Nuh-uh! Really? No it’s not!
Husband: (without missing a beat) Just my luck, married to a racist.
Will work for heat.
It’s so freaking cold in my house! Outside of winning the lotto or untimely, unknown death of wealthy relative the only way the hubs will let me turn on the heat is company or a baby.
Anyone want to visit?
Preferably with a baby?
Mind blowing.
Sometimes, like right now, I’m like “holy crap!, I’m totally a married lady!!!”
Say what?!!
Since when did Target start carrying such cute rugs?
Design Concept.
I feel (and since it’s my blog, what I feel is always right), that when in any given room within one’s home, the view into adjacent rooms ought to be visually homogeneous. Not matchy matchy, but containing a “flow” if you will.
And I will.
Happy new (old) year.
Oops. I pooped on my own things. I meant to type out something nice and vaguely sentamental about missing out on new years partys but being generally OK spending it canoodleing with the husband and watching Dick Clark slur us into the new decade. But, circumstances being what they are, I’m, as the Mad Hatter says: two days late.
December 2009
14 posts
If the universe speaks, listen?
Lost my very last ball enclosure for my belly button peircing last night. I think I’m being cosmically told to give it up, time to get rid of 18 year old me’s need to strike out. Besides at the beach, it was never seen, why am I so nostalgic over this?
Moved in but not settled.
Stuff is EVERYWHERE!!! It’ll just take some time for me to get everything situated (oh and get the rest of the details done; moulding, trim, paint detail, etc.), but….
The husband invited his family for Christmas!!!!
YIKES!!!
Now I have 48 hours to at least de clutter and prepare.
Me? Screwed.
1 tag
So Vanilla.
The other day I painted my living room, and stairway/upstairs hall (they wrap into each other so it flows better to have them all the same color). The paint company !generously! Named the color, “toasted almond”… which let’s face it, that’s beige. Ug… BEIGE. I’m SO not a beige person and am shocked to find myself using it. It all starts with two if...
Husbands
The good ones squeeze your bum in their sleep.
Sleep groping.
Allergic
Sigh. I’m allergic to (wait for it, weird factor upping) pineapple. Just a little juice makes my throat all scratchy and sandpaper-ey. Eating it gives me open sores in and around my mouth. Which I hear is uber chic in France or wales or Zimbabwe or something.
I must have ingested some on accident at a cocktail party this past weekend, making me a scabby mess today. Ick.
Also, I can pretty...
Under pressure
Since my wedding I’ve started to put on weight and it’s BEYOND frustrating! I know WHY it’s happening; new house and projects, 6 designs in two months, teaching and Christmas a-coming, there’s been no time to hit the treadmill and eat properly. It sucks and I must find a balance soon!
Progress
Hardwood floors are curently and furiously being laid in our new home!
Wiser, it comes with older.
The past year of my life has brought dramatic changes, most of them good, even when they felt bad at the time. Like getting let go, née fired, from a job I hated in a toxic enviroment then getting taken to court months later over rightful unemployment payments. I make half as much now but am a million times happier, not to mention how lucky I am that my amazing husband supports my dreams and...
November 2009
21 posts
Fail.
Damn you Piperlime and your easy and convenient multi store/product access accompanied with free shipping and 20% off entire purchase!
Its totally your fault I now have a Men’s short tee-Men’s long waffle knit-Women’s GAP jeans-Woman’s sweater-Baby Girl Velour pants-Baby Girl Sweater-Baby hat and mitten, coming to my new door.
Not my fault at all. Really. Ooops.
...
Before and After.
I am knee deep in home improvements. And Lordy I know I WANTED a house, and all that, but suck a butt y’all the projects are endless and money is not.
The husband and I have spent two and a half days painting trim and doors (Oh, how 1980s our house is…wooden trim, mirrored walls, wall to wall carpet, linoleum, ug), and not only is it not finished but its the first project of JUST SO...
Stress.
Item The First: closing on our house in 15 minutes!
Item The Second: my hair is growing out awkward.
(clearly I have appropriate hierarchy)
Envious
Lady Gaga’s design and production crew. If I were to be allowed to design anything so show stopping and controversial I think I’d lose my shit. Like her or not (and clearly I do, no matter how over the top/ button pushing/ pop throbbing/ unique or cliche she is) you’ve GOT to admire the entertainment value and straight up ballsy nature of Gaga’s kitch.
I’m just...
Aniversary?
One month of marriage!
Picking a Scab?
Monday will be One Month of marriage for the Hubs and I, and its fab (if I do say so myself), what might be MORE fab is the fact that our relationship has not really changed much since we said “I Do”. I mean, sure, there are the subtle, most worthwhile, deepening differences, but over all and in all outward appearances, no biggie.
One big change? And do forgive my rediculocity (new...
It’s been one of those “forgot to put on deodorant” days, you know except without the quotes, since it… erm… actually happened.
Visual Irony
Watching a state trooper pull over one of those 18 wheelers designed to transport new cars… loaded with new state trooper vehicles.
Grown up.
Something I know I am, but rarely feel… being a grown up. We close on our house (squee!) right before thanksgiving and now my thoughts turn to decorating.
Only… there’s a catch. See, we are not - how you say - loaded, so not only does the house come with a certain amount of YUCK (age and taste wise), but we can’t actually afford to update everything we want immediately...
Sanity.
I remember my wedding.
I remember walking down the aisle, the vows that were said. I ate and drank at my cocktail hour, I sat through my whole supper. I chatted with people and danced and while I feel the night blew by, I have loads of precious brain snapshots of each and every moment. We even were sober (me) enough and awake (him) enough to “seal the deal” as it where…
Not...
Internal Mitigation.
Dontcha hate when you are leaving the house on perfect time, not a minute to spare and a massive need to poo interrupts your actions carrying seemingly more importance than the action of leaving?
Story of my life.
(one must note, first mention of “poo” on this sight. Certainly not the last.)
DIY Perfection, Sorta. Kinda. Close Enough.
Not to toot my own horn (toot!), but I’m crafty, and as a scenic designer, its kinda my job. It makes up for all the other crap in life I suck at (math, taxes, social situations). Usually I see something or eat something (love to cook!) and I think, “I can make/do that!” and with a little research and trial, I typically can. So you bet I planned on taking full advantage of this...
Practically Perfect.
That’s me and our wedding, Practical and Perfect. We bought a house in the same week that we got married and that’s a pretty good example of the type of couple we are, we’d rather have a nice house than an over the top wedding. The average cost of weddings is 26,000 (!!!!), which just blows my mind, I can’t imagine spending even half of that on one day! So, I...
Bring your own bowl.
Got a little high on Fall yesterday or perhaps in attempt to counter affect the urge to hurtle myself at the first plane back to sunny/hot/glorious Mexico (you pick really) and made some soup.
And by “some soup” I mean 4 gi-nor-mous batches of 4 DIFFERENT soups. (currently residing in our freezer or fridge should you need to visit Soup World).
Minestrone, Potato Leek, Butternut...
A little taste.
Our wedding was beyond amazing! And fun and beautiful and so so us.
There are no words to describe our honeymoon (pictures to come I promise!), but oh I wish we had never come back… le sigh.
So much happened in such a short time, I need time to digest and get back into the swing of life (now as a Mrs.!), but I pinkie swear that pictures and stories are on the way!
Snippet; My Husband...
October 2009
16 posts
It feels like...
…I just met him.
…He just asked me out the first time.
…Our first kiss.
…the first I love you.
…he just proposed.
But it isn’t. It’s better than that. Today we say in front of others what we have been saying to each other for the past three and a half years, with every action, love note and word. We’ve been married a while, and today we make...
Honeymoon for two please?
Getting married tomorrow.
Buying a house today.
Family everywhere (current debating Obama…).
Job that was supposed to be finished last Monday still going.
The Honeymoon could be in Iowa and still be amazing at this point.
(no offense taken I hope Iowans)
1 Week!
see above, duh.
Pity Party of One.
I’m not a cliche, as a person and most certainly not as a bride.
Our wedding is small, by choice, and for the most part, my people have a long way to travel and in a time of less than choice economic standing it means a hell of a lot that most are coming. I’ve only lived in this part of the country for 3.5 years and while I have been blessed with love and a career that’s...
