Two nights ago I had another distinct dream. The hubs and I were having to evacuate because of some sort of disaster (thank you Walking Dead marathon) but that was not the part that made such an impact. Rather it was while we were gathered with other dislocated people, we ran into someone we knew 10 years ago and started talking about our lives and such. Some how, in the way dreams work, we moved onto a conversation about design and then we were looking at the prototype of an Eames-like lounger. I could practically sketch the thing right now it’s that clear in my mind. What was interesting to me about it was that it was collapsible like those cheap-o sports/beach chairs that fit into their own bag.
The dream went on but the only thing that really stuck with me when I work, was the chair. So… I went straight to my handy dream source (like I have before) and found the following explanation:
I am at a bit of a transition right now professionally/vocationally and this was actually an insightful reminder for me to not be in a hurry or anxious about the future, but to continue to be open to my present. And mostly I think it’s the last of the explanations: contemplation before action. (Or rather as my sister would say: paralysis by analysis.) I’m evaluating several things right now and want to make sure I make the “right” move. Thanks dream-brain for helping me unravel some pressure I’m feeling to make a decision!
The hubs and I recently had ourselves a little staycation. And as I’ve said a million times before, spring is the only season I’ll openly advocate for everyone to move here. We thought we might head to Austin or even catch a last minute travel deal to Vegas, but why go somewhere else when it is the perfect time to hang out in the 4th largest city in the country. Believe me, come August, I’ll be begging for strangers to take me in!
During this week of heavenly respite, we made a pact to treat our town as if we were seeing it with fresh eyes and go to places we wouldn’t normally go (i.e. Try New Restaurants Lazy!) And eat we did! We also visited the zoo, went shopping, drove down streets we don’t normally take, grilled outside, watched foreign films… treated it like it was all new… from the comfort of our own home. And there will be updates coming of our fun Houston adventures. But we also took advantage of the free time to clean and organize our home. (Don’t worry it’s a disaster again already.) The hubs worked on a new (and amazing!) furniture project and I assessed our art situation and tried to remedy it myself (not happening any time soon!). So although we are about to install a new major piece of furniture, I figured I’m always going to “soon get another piece of furniture”… thus, just take the picture already! So here’s a little snapshot of the new arrangement. But to see the full story, go here or click on Apartment Living up top there.
Over on that other page, I’ve included links to my DIY hanging pendant, our handmade coffee table, an ikea hack, and a few other things!
I’ve been a little MIA from this space (and my other one). I’ve been wrapping up a couple of time-consuming clients and making a quick trip back to Michigan. We just returned home (late!) Sunday night (actually early Monday) from a 48 hour trip that felt like we squeezed in a months worth of activity. The main reason for our visit though — to meet our nephew. And we are hopelessly smitten with the little guy. We caught him at just the right baby stage: 10 weeks. Old enough to not be too floppy, but not yet teething or squirming. He was perfect. I tried to keep my cool around mom & pop, but really this is all I wanted to do!!!
I won’t be posting any pics of the little dude in this space (or any other public forum) respecting the wishes of his parents. It’s actually a decision I highly respect. Some time ago I (and his dad) read an article on a child’s digital footprint that they have no control over and subsequently how disturbing that can be for someone. (If I can find it, I’ll footnote it later.) So darling nephew, you will control your on-line fate once you are old enough (and your parents are ready). But it’s tough because that little nugget is SO CUTE! For now though, I’m just glad that we all have iPhones so that we can have our own private photo sharing with stream sharing.
Enjoying the sunshine while it lasts… Missing my stolen hour…. Juggling clients… Finishing a book… Not organizing my taxes (yet)… Catching up on phone calls… Fitting in doctor visits…. Writing while it’s fresh… Wanting to paint… Listening to new music…
The beach is a good idea anytime in my book. Even when it’s sweater weather, the feel of the salt air on my skin is refreshing. My parents rented another cabin to celebrate my mom’s 60th birthday. Although it wasn’t as rowdy as my Dad’s 60th, it was still a great time…with all the fixin’s! It was the perfect way to say hello to the month of March!
I’m blogging over at SWWS today about a man with a typewriter and his attempt to connect with strangers through stories he types on the spot. (And there’s just a little about cyber-bullying.) Go check it out! And what about this beauty? Yes please!
When friends are in town it makes me see my city with fresh eyes. And Houston has been quite hospitable… especially to two New Englanders! We had a wonderful week of eating way too much, seeing the sights, and catching up on some much-needed face to face time. And now here we are on the steps of the last week in February. Twenty Fourteen — you sure are interesting so far!
Apparently eating is my Olympic event! This weekend was fast and furious. I’ve been working on Fridays, and I tell ya, that is for the birds! (But just a few more weekends — thankfully!) This past Saturday though was one of the first in a long time that we slept in as late as we wanted (or that my bladder could stand it) and then decided to make waffles (pecan waffles for the hubs). I hate the feeling of living out this 80s song, but there is something special about Saturdays. The world moves a little slower. The neighbors are a little nicer. There is no pressure and it feels great. It’s also full of project potential. This weekend’s tasks: laundry, purging the filing cabinet, finishing another ikea hack, and regrouting the shower. (Each of which is mostly done.)
Sunday brought an unexpected surprise of a friend calling on us for a quick breakfast & chat over coffee. We felt like “real” city folk as we walked through the damp, foggy morning to a neighborhood eatery and had a leisurely stroll home.
It’s going to be a big week for my day job this week, so I’m not totally looking forward to it; but, that does mean that I’m coming up on next weekend when I’ll have a visitor! Can’t wait!
I have weird dreams on a regular basis. Wait. I have CRAZY dreams on a regular basis. (I’ve talked about that before.) Well Sunday night was no exception. This time I was walking naked through the grocery story while talking on my cell phone. And I hated that I didn’t have clothes on, but I thought everyone should just have to deal with it. Then upon leaving said store I was driving home and was pulled over by a police officer. I was trying to negotiate getting out of a ticket for flashing my brights at someone who had theirs on. I was also hoping he wouldn’t notice me being sans clothing. I don’t really remember too much after that, I think I woke up. But I do remember that at some point – prior to going to the store — I was standing outside on a deck and there were bugs falling like leaves in the fall. And these bugs I noticed were white spiders. I remember thinking in my dream how peculiar it seemed.
Yesterday morning, after I wrote my 3(+) pages, I went to my handy dream interpretation guide to look up the meaning of spiders (no particular color — because who dreams of colored spiders) and I found this:
To dream of a spider represents feeling trapped or hopeless. A negative situation that feels inevitable or impossible to escape. Beliefs about things that you think are permanent or will never go away.
Alternatively, spiders may reflect irrational beliefs. Powerful insecurities that prevent you from doing what you want in life. Irrational fears that prevent you from enjoying yourself, or powerful desires for things you don’t believe you can ever have.
Positively, a spider may represent a positive area of your life that is intricate and patient. Inevitable success based on skill. This would usually be represented by blue or white spiders.
Folks I am working hard these days… and this feels like a good omen that it’s going to pay off!
P.S. The police officer bit has to do with discipline (hello Morning Pages challenge!).
P.P.S. It took everything in me to be able to search for a picture of a white spider. Me & bugs (of any kind) aren’t exactly what you would call a good combination.
This is more of a weekend reflection rather than scene. It was kind of a funky weekend. I’m feeling the need to chop off all my hair so that’s usually a flag that something else is going on. I’m needing to feel in control of something. So instead of running headfirst into some scissors, I gave this little space a facelift. It was long overdue and I’m happy with how it’s turning out. As always, a work in progress…
Also this weekend was a little weird because I intentionally didn’t take any photos other than the one below because the light was just so nice. I’m trying this whole “be present” thing. The weekend was indeed full…of the prosaic and the peculiar. We made it out to the Saturday Farmer’s market and ate the most deliciously fresh breakfast tacos as well as spent some time at the studio. I organized two months of neglected paperwork (i.e. unopened junkmail and a bag full of receipts!) and caught up on Downton Abbey. (My official opinion of the season so far — meh. But I’ll probably keep watching.) And we had a few unexpected conversations and interesting “serendipitous” moments. I’m always trying to be aware of those little signs in life that point of down one path or the other, but usually it takes a freight train and a bull horn until I get it.
I am officially on Day 3 of my personal challenge and so far so good. I even wrote first thing on Sunday morning which meant writing at 5:30 in the morning. I absolutely LOVE that when I was talking to the hubs about not being sure if I should try to write before we did our early Sunday morning thing or just wait until we came home at 9 and he said, “…I know, there sure is a lot that happens [on Sundays] before 1st thing in the morning!” Touche.
But it’s been like the well was bursting at the seams and already since I’ve uncapped it, the words are pouring out. The first day alone I wrote six pages and if I had all the time in the world I don’t know when I might stop. But day-jobs are calling and I must answer…
Tomorrow starts a new month (*gasp!*) and I’m blogging about taking up a personal, artistic challenge over at Salt Water Writing Studio for the 28 days of February. You can read all about it here; better yet, join me!
(P.S. You can see my affinity for decoupage found my journal!)
I had the vision for these chairs before I even knew I could find the base so cheap *ahem* affordable. First of all — chairs are not cheap people! Seriously, a good dining chair is at least $100 and more like $150+ if you want something well designed. And I have been in the market for multiple chairs for the studio. Thank goodness for Ikea is all I have to say. Once again, they completely delivered! This fabulous little number is only $39 and completely versatile, and not too bad on the tush either.
The hack is super simple. It involved a jar of mod podge (& sponge applicator), pictures from magazines or printed at home from the interwebs, some scissors or an X-acto knife, and a little sandpaper to finish the edges. I figured out my layout and then started gluing it all together. Once dry I trimmed the edges with the knife and the put 9,000 layers of mod podge on top. To finish I sanded down any rough edges and reapplied more mod podge. It was all very decoupage-my-college-dorm-furniture-a-la-1996… and still just as fun! I think I might just have to decoupage a few more things…
**I feel that I must make a disclaimer that I was only comfortable using images from the internet because I knew these chairs were for my own personal use. I would not advocate using someone else’s proprietary work for any resale.
P.S. Here is another simple Ikea Hack we did 2 years ago.
It was such a long and wonderful weekend. We packed in so much — and so much good food! Let’s see… I cleaned my whole house, actually slept in on Saturday, enjoyed a jazz concert (& dinner!), read an entire book, spent a few hours at the studio, watched a Parks & Rec marathon (well just a 1/2 marathon | uh, hilarious by-the-way), and celebrated with my parents on their 41st anniversary! January is finally off to a good start — I just can’t believe we end the week in February!
So I feel like FINALLY my new year has begun! My weekend workshop was a success and I’m so happy to be done with the physical remodel. I’m excited to post pictures here later this week. And because it feels like a fresh start, I’m setting new priorities and goals. I’m still navigating some changes to my weekly routine, but I’m looking forward to being in this space again. Happy 2014…again!
I’m working like a mad woman over at the studio this week. I have my first workshop in the new space this Saturday! So my hopes of blogging more regularly in this space are pretty much nil this week! But I have high hopes come Monday… always on a Monday…
You can check out a sneak peak of the studio here.
What a way to start the year — freezing with a smile on my face! I had not been back to the Mitten since Jan 2012 and that year, we had no snow until our last day and mostly balmy weather. Well, this trip couldn’t have been more different. It was the perfect weather for cross-country skiing, eating P-I-E, drinking hot tea, playing cards, and opening presents. A great way to start the year indeed!
This does not bode well for new resolutions. It’s the first week in January and I’m already behind! It doesn’t help that we spent two full days trying to escape the snowy, icy tundra that was the state of Michigan. But according to Mrs. Glass-Half-Full (*she’s only a teeny-tiny portion of my alter-ego not eaten by Mrs. What-The-Hell-Happened-Half-Empty) it means that I got to start the year with a bit of an adventure. I think getting stuck in Minnesota on a record cold night counts.
I have so many thoughts — about this space, my other space, goals, hopes, attempts, and a new word for the year. All of course to be shared in the days, weeks, and months ahead. If I can get it together. I can’t believe that this little space turned 6 years old on Jan 1 and that I’m still at it (as embarrassing as it may be).
Here’s to another fresh start (albeit a late one)!