Creature Comforts created the above for coco+kelley's wedding inspiration contest, and without a doubt it's my top pick. That Irish green is right up my alley.
You can check out all 90 (ninety!) board submissions here.
It is physically impossible for me to use that word without shamelessly quoting Anne of Green Gables, which I've just now done. Alone in my office.
Ahem. Normally I feel completely in tune with whatever Domino Magazine showcases in it's latest issue, but for some reason September's issue nearly made my retinas bleed. This is a girl who loves color saying...too much!
While reading over at Bliss
about her living room transformation to all white, I had to agree: an all white room is so cozy and rejuvenating, that I might be persuaded to copycat.
Decoratively speaking, my bitty yellow bedroom has been quite neglected. I may just have to channel some of this restraint, because it looks like white may be just the trick.
(Please note: I had this little post all prescheduled and ready to go but I must interject--Jessica over at Swell Life posted some photos today that were oh-so-inspiring. Consider me head over heads for white.)
(photo found here)
brandi carlile-the story
Um, wow? I enjoy songs featuring soft female vocals...so this was a complete 180 for me. It gives me chills. Between the powerhouse voice and unfeigned lyrics, it's a blend to experience, my friends.
griffin house-the guy that says goodbye to you
"You don't need to change a thing about you...from where I sit you're one of a kind." How sweet. I want to hug someone. Really, I do. And I am not a hugger. Enough said.
rachel mcgoye- try, try
Reminiscent of Colbie Caillat, but a fresh breath of air because it hasn't been played to death on every station from here to Beijing.
the weepies- all good things
I have been head over heels for The Weepies since last year. If my life were ever turned into a (pathetically dull) movie (about working, reading and surfing the web), I would make sure there was a break up montage in which this song was used. Somehow this might make me seem much more intriguing (but probably not).
(postcard found here)
Hello and welcome to Monday, my friends.
My officemate, Stephanie, and I are holed up in Hayward, Wisconsin for a three-day work conference. Last week, after a bleak search for the Hayward night life, we were somewhat wary of the trip. However, a quick drive through town proved our research to be false. Home to two flea markets, three mini-golf courses, plenty of lake views and one delectable plate of grilled cheese and fries...I may just love this place. The above photo is the view from our hotel's back patio. Luscious.
Oh, and it is also home to this beaut...
So, case closed? This place is kickin.
Did anyone else watch the opening, or am I the only square?
After repeating the above conversation four times, I think the concept is understood.
Until tonight while writing this post.
Me: Check out these pictures I took of a Chalkfest ad downtown.
Gabe: So you're looking at pictures of Chalkfest?
Me: No. I took this picture. Of a picture someone drew downtown to promote Chalkfest.
Gabe: Cool. So are you going to draw that?
Gabe: At Chalkfest.
Me: No, why?
Gabe: Wait. What is Chalkfest. (Period intended.)
Somedays I swear we are chalk and cheese. And he agrees.
This weekend was positively pig-infused.
Gabe and I spotted an originalPass the Pigs game at a thrift sale and were reminded that it had been months since we'd busted out the pigs. So Saturday night, flashlight in hand, we crept down to the park after dark and played pigs on a rock til midnight. A hippy passerby boasted to us about his recent double leaning jowler (!!!) and I bemoaned the nixing of the "Makin' Bacon" position in the updated edition Pigs.
Is it pathetic that I miss the weekend already?