Saturday, January 11, 2014

Going for the Gold

In honor of the upcoming Olympic games, and my newly discovered love of gold accessories, I bring you my top house picks for 2014.  In honor of my upcoming birthday, I will just say that I own 4 sets of the gold flatware but would love 4 more sets.  And that twig bowl.

It all started with a hand painted Christmas gift from my nephew.  It's super sparkly and I love the little touch of bling it brings to my living room.

Flatware from West Elm:

Twig bowl from Z Gallerie:

Gold Martini Table from West Elm:

Pillow from Pottery Barn Teen:

Marble top coffee table with gold brass feet from West Elm (oh, how I love the mostest!):

What are your goals for your home in 2014?  I hope to get our current one on the market and start building a fresh and new dream...But not before I add a few gold touches.


Monday, November 25, 2013

Halloween, 1 Month Late

We were cowboys and Indians for Halloween...What were you?

I thought my 1-year old toddler wouldn't "get" trick-or-treating.  Oh, he got it, alright.  And he rocked it. Just look at that swag:


Thursday, October 17, 2013

1,000 Stories

We've reached a milestone!

It all started when Mister Man was a mere 15 weeks old.  Husband and I were just getting out of the zombie/"did I survive these last several months?" phase of parenthood when Husband had a genius idea: Let's track every story we read to Mister Man and see how long it takes us to get to 1,000 stories.

At first it sounded crazy, but then it sounded like a challenge I couldn't resist.  So, we started reading. We read, and we read, and we read, and we read...

And I'm proud to say that we reached our goal of 1,000 stories a mere 18 months later!  To make it even more interesting, Husband kept a Twitter page of every. single. story after we read it.  Talk about dedication!

I'm so proud of my husband for his stick-to-it-ness and for carving out time with his son when he could have been working on his own schoolwork.  And a shout out to Mister Man, who now has a passion for books, an exploding vocabulary, a wicked-funny sense of humor, and an animated spirit (that last one also makes temper tantrums quite a dramatic production, but you take the bad with the good, right?).

Keep on reading.  Read, read, read, Reid.


Monday, September 30, 2013


Um.  Have you seen the new previews out for the upcoming movie, Gravity, starring Sandra Bullock and George Clooney?  Here, take a gander (put on your Depends first):

This movie confirms all my worst fears and nightmares about getting lost in space (I have several irrational fears that I will have to share with you sometime, getting lost in space is merely one of them).  The preview alone makes me want to curl up in a fetal position for a very long time.

My mind is blown right now and not in a good way.  And yet, I will be first in line at the movie theater and subject myself to all 120 minutes of torturous scenes that I will never be able to unsee again for as long as I live.

Looking forward to it!


Thursday, September 26, 2013


Bananas.  I don't like them.  I never have.  Yet, week after week, I find myself in the produce section of our local grocery store, buying the hugest bunch of not-quite-yet-ripe bananas I can possibly find. And then every day, without fail, I eat one.  I choke it down.  I try not to gag.  Why do I do this to myself?

Perhaps it's because I'm aware I need to eat more fruit and the banana is the cleanest, easiest one to eat?  Perhaps the fact that it requires zero cleaning, scrubbing, and drying before consumption appeals to me (we all know good and well I'll use any product that makes my life easier)?  Perhaps it's the only fruit that can leave me remotely satisfied after consuming and that's why I gravitate to it even though I can't stand it?

Who knows?  I just know I don't like them.  But I will continue to buy them and eat them.  Oh, and probably find a rotten one at the bottom of my purse sometimes.

I repeat:  Why do I do this to myself?


Monday, September 16, 2013

Stop the Madness.

I need football season to be over with and this season of Big Brother to end to I can reclaim the clean, non-hoarder lifestyle I used to have. 

Stop the madness.


Wednesday, September 11, 2013


We will not forget this day.  Prayers for all those affected by the events on 9/11.

To My New York City,

I love you more than ever.  You brought Husband and me together, and I'll always be grateful to you for that.  I can't wait to see you again.


Monday, September 9, 2013

Needs vs. Wants

I love how the things I need are way less fun than the things I want.  Does it always happen this way??

My Current Needs:
A new toilet.  Our master bathroom toilet has not worked correctly since the day we moved in over 9 years ago.  I'm thinking we've put it off long enough.

New flooring.  We take care of our stuff, don't get me wrong.  But after 9+ years with dogs and now a kiddo, the carpet must go and NOT be replaced with more carpet.  This means lots of cha-ching, cha-ching.

Washer/Dryer. We are using the same washer and dryer Husband's parents bought him when he started his teaching career 15 years ago.  For the first 5 years, they sat OUTSIDE in a covered carport and are about the size of shoeboxes (I mean, hey, he was only one person at the time).  Let's face it, it's time.

An upright freezer.  I cook and freeze a lot of meals.  My current freezer ends up looking like this and it makes me sad.

My Current Wants:
Twice a month Merry Maids housekeeping service.  That is all.

Oh, and a vacation.


Thursday, September 5, 2013

Rotten Luck

I found a rotten banana in my purse the other day.  Not surprising, as I've found some strange things in there before.  But vile, nonetheless.

I hadn't discovered it because it slipped to the bottom of the bottomless pit and quickly turned a shade of brown similar to the lining of my purse.  From there it began to disintegrate and ooze onto the contents of my purse.

When I finally found the banana, I happened to be around some very important people, thus having to hide my reaction to the gruesome discovery.  I had to act like nothing happened as I held down the puke rising in my throat.

Louis Vuitton would roll over in his grave.  I'm sorry, Louis.


Monday, September 2, 2013

Good Night

I just love Chief Honey Bear's teepee illuminated at night.  I think I shall sleep here sometimes.  It's my heritage, so that makes me not weird for wanting to sleep in a teepee.