la fancy

Are you down with La Croix?

This is my favorite drink now, and Grapefruit is my flavor of choice.  I dig the fizzy action.

There's just something about it being in can form that makes it tops for me.
Blame it on the countless 80's sitcoms I watched where the cool teenage character always comes in from school and cracks open a can of [insert soda of choice here] out of the fridge... I live to emulate this in my warped little universe! 

I'm looking at you, Theo Huxtable:

{The purple popped collar and suspenders are next on my list.  Baby steps.}

I guess it could be worse, regarding my choice of drink to crack open every evening after a long day at the office. :)  
Let's not go there.

Happy Tuesday, cool cats.


days go by

This is my calendar for the year:

It's one of those that has several lines designated for each day, a double-page spread for each week.

For the past 20 years {yikes...}, I've kept a calendar like this.  I just jot down a few lines of what I've done each day before my head hits the pillow at night.  It's really a habit now.  Some would say a very strange habit.  It started when I was in middle school and my dad gave me a cast-off pocket calendar in 1994.  He'd received  it from a marketing/promotions company trying to drum up some business by displaying my dad's store name & info on the front of the calendar.  I don't think my dad ever took the bait, but he'd get a new {free} sample calendar every year, anyway, and I'd usually end up with it.  {I buy my own these days!}

I've often wondered if I am the only person that keeps a log like this.  I mean, it really is kind of mundane and uninteresting if you think about it -- it's not a diary, it's simply a calendar.  

So imagine my surprise and excitement, when I stumbled upon this in a thrift store not long ago:

I don't know who this person was, but you can see the years documented were 1953-56.  She says on October 12 10, 1955: "Got up quite early.  Worked hard.  Cleaned the house."  Nothing earth-shattering, but it was neat to see this person's life amid the mundane details of each day.

As I said, it may seem an odd practice to some.

However, I've gone back through my stack of little calendars from time to time and looked at what I was doing on a particular day of my life.  I don't dwell on it or wish for days past... it's just an interesting glimpse of personal history.

I didn't buy the thrift store find -- it was $24.  I have more than enough calendars of my own!


phone it in

If conference calls are a part of your professional reality, as they are mine, you will laugh and/or weep at the truthful depiction of those delightful calls here:

:: embedded video here, subscribers ::

The MUTE BUTTON.  So, so true.  Happens every. single. call.

They totally missed the mark, though, on the guy that always calls in while he's driving in the car and all you can here is wind.  You know that guy.

T G I F !



Have you browsed the bedding section at Target lately?

Their 'Room Essentials' sheet sets come all tucked in a nice little bag like this:

I bought some sheets for a project installation and hated to throw away the bag because of the cool pattern, so I asked my kind sister-in-law to monogram it for me:

Ta-da!  Isn't it cute?  The drawstring closure makes it perfect for travel.  I use it for undies or items to be laundered.  And since the bag itself is made out of the sheet material, it can be tossed in the washer for easy cleaning.

So, if you buy sheets at Target, don't throw away the bag!


presidents, hearts, & hang nails

Happy Presidents Day!  {what's left of it...}

I've long admired this print from One Canoe Two Letterpress, and today's the perfect occasion to share it:

I just think it's so cute.

Well, the weather cleared up just in time for me to make a flight on Friday to finally get to the installation site I was scheduled to be at earlier in the week.  My final destination was an SEC college town, and I'll give you one hint where it was:  Woooooooooo, Pig! Sooie!

Here are some scenes from my working weekend:

Appropriately, we connected in Dallas at Love Field on Valentine's Day.  The chairs there were pretty festive for the occasion...

They have a tiny art gallery in the airport, which was nice to duck into.  This piece is representative of a large sculpture hanging from the ceiling in the center of the airport:

 The LOVE continued in Fayetteville as seen in this sweet storefront window:

But that's where the love stopped.  

Because after almost twelve hours of unpacking boxes, hanging artwork, flipping mattresses, making beds, and trying to pry off evil price stickers from picture frame fronts {all in a non-heated construction site}, this was how unlovely my paws hands looked:

Dirt under fingernails was free of charge.  #glamorous #interiordesign #handshurtrealbad

You should also know that northwest Arkansas was not spared of the winter weather either and had big piles of snow beside their roads and icy spots like this in most parking lots:

We flew out of Tulsa on Sunday, where warmer temps and bluer skies welcomed us on the journey home...

Today, I had a day off since I worked through the weekend.

I rested and watched this movie:

It was cute.  I don't think guys would like it, though.  {unless they're really into Jane Austen}

Hope everyone has a great week!


lovely toast

Remember when I showed you my Mickey Mouse bread last week?

Well, it makes for really good heart-shaped Valentine's toast, too...

Happy heart day.  :)


here we go again

May I share something with you?  

Directly from the 2014 Farmer's Almanac, the long-range forecast for the Deep South/Birmingham, AL region:

Winter will be colder than normal, with below-normal precipitation and snowfall in all but the northernmost part of the region. The coldest periods will occur in early to mid- and late December and in early to mid- and late February. The snowiest periods across the north will be in late December, mid- to late January, and in early to mid- and late February.

Well played, Farmer's Almanac.  NAILED.  IT.

{Note to self:  Purchase an almanac every year from now on.  Live and die by it.}

Late yesterday afternoon and into the night were interesting weather-wise, to say the least.  I glanced out my window around 6pm and noticed the light snow, thinking 'Not too bad...probably won't amount to much.'  And within 90 minutes, the scene outside morphed into this:

Subsequently, I got a notification from Southwest that my flight for Thursday (today) had been cancelled.  No surprise there.  {Now's a good time to share that I have been trying to fly out of here all week for a work trip... weather + construction crises = NO GO.}

So, I woke up this morning and couldn't get outside fast enough to capture the beautiful scenery before it all vanished.  {As I type, you can here the 'plop, plop' of falling, melting snow.}

Here's what I saw:

 {Confused? See this post.}

Not to be melodramatic, but this week has been a good lesson for me moving forward.  I have been one of the disciples in the boat {chapter 8, Matthew}, so to speak, stewing over this weather because I can't get out and do the job that's expected of me.  I don't know why it is so hard for me to believe and accept that I have no control over the situation!  Z-E-R-O.  And that really should be my outlook on every minute of every day of my life.

I keep thinking of that passage from Matthew 8:

23 Then he got into the boat and his disciples followed him. 24 Suddenly a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping. 25 The disciples went and woke him, saying, “Lord, save us! We’re going to drown!”
26 He replied, “You of little faith, why are you so afraid?” Then he got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm.
27 The men were amazed and asked, “What kind of man is this? Even the winds and the waves obey him!”

I just have to trust the One who rebukes the winds and waves.  That almanac really won't do me a bit of good.

Happy 37th snow day of the year, everyone!


ready or not

Well, if we hadn't had enough winter weather in the South, they say there's more coming.  Yea.

When I pulled up to my house after work this evening, the man on the radio said, 'It might be a good idea to fill up your gas tank tonight in case the ice hits tomorrow and power goes down.'  So, I promptly threw it in reverse and drove to the closest gas station to heed his advice.

And while I was there, I figured it wouldn't hurt to stock up on non-perishables, right?  

Here's my loot:

Pop Tarts, jerky, and chocolate.  I think I'll be OK.  {The Twizzlers were a no-brainer.}

It was all very reminiscent of this scene from one of my very favorite movies:

:: embedded video here, subscribers ::

Man, I love that movie.  So much.

And I very much dislike ice and snow.

Stay warm, everyone!


catching some zzzz's

Monday night... a full week still ahead.
I've watched almost an entire episode of 'Antiques Road Show'... way past my bedtime.  
I don't know who I am anymore. 

Gettin' crazy up in here.

I mean, I just saw a man in overalls bring in two swords that got appraised for one hundred THOUSAND dollars.  

It really is time to hit the hay.

What are your sure-fire ways of falling asleep at night if sleep doesn't come easy?  Do you count sheep?

These are my go-to's:

- Watch an episode of 'Andy Griffith'... sink under those warm covers and transport yourself to Mayberry... you'll be dozing in no time.

- Search for adoptable pets on the local Humane Society's website.  Maybe one day I can have a dog.

- Say the alphabet backwards.  {in my head... not out loud, creepy}

- Rattle off every state of the USA in alphabetical order... include capitals if necessary.  {I usually don't make it past the K's before lights out.}

- Evidently, I blog.  Here and now.

Yes, I am a d-o-r-k.
But you knew that if you've read this blog for any length of time.

Sleep tight!


Gobbler's Knob

So, Phil saw his shadow this morning, according to the WP.

6 more weeks of winter weather.  SIX.  MORE.  WEEKS.

That makes me just want to do this:

And I think most Alabamians would agree after our experience of the past week.

Ahhh, Groundhog Day.
Great movie.  Weird day.

Case in point, things got weird right off the bat this morning when I started to make my breakfast toast:

My bread has Mickey Mouse ears!
But I'm just glad to have bread.
I had to go to two different grocery stores this weekend just to find some on the shelves.
You know, because... SNOWPOCALYPSE.

And today it was 67 degrees here. 

Watch out for that first step.  It's a doozy.