Friday, October 17, 2014

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Annual traditions


It's Halloween costume season. This year I have three to make -- a surfeit of opportunities to wound and/or maim and/or poison and/or impale myself!

Tuesday, October 07, 2014

Christmas card potential

It would appear the snowcones are especially icy this year.

Thankfully George was able to rally and eat the whole thing. WIN.

Sunday, October 05, 2014

And after

My husband left last Sunday morning for a five day conference (Oracle) in San Francisco. Unbeknownst to him, a plot was long afoot to redo George's room entirely in his absence, so that both he and George could be surprised. My goal: Gentleman's Room, 100 Years Ago.

I kicked George out of his room as soon as my husband's car left the driveway, and my handy dandy teenager and I emptied the room.

Sunday night, aka before

Over the next five days I spent all hours not at work or asleep busily finding new and improved ways to hurt myself!

But ultimately, it was well worth it to see George's beaming joy and my husband's shocked amazement.

after

Wednesday, October 01, 2014

News Flash!


Autumnal Fog Calls For Plaid On Plaid
"I'm embracing my inner Scotsman," says local style maven

Monday, September 29, 2014

Adios, blue


When not at work, I am toiling like a beast to redo George's room as quickly yet simultaneously awesomely as possible. My self-imposed deadline is Friday night when the clock strikes midnight. (Think DIY Cinderella.)

So far I've knocked the power out to the entire right side of the house only once. I'm sure I'll poison myself with paint fumes by Wednesday, though. Stay tuned!

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Get puffy!


George has deemed today to be the onset of Puffy Vestments Season.

Commence wearage.

Monday, September 22, 2014

Some kind

Silas Creek Crossing, 7:26 PM


Hearing me exhale happily, George walked over, looked at my screen and demanded, "What are you turning into, some kind of hippie?"

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Won't you be my neigh(bor)

Homegoods, Hanes Mall Boulevard

Y'all. For 800 bucks plus change, you can change your life.  You can alter your destiny. You can acquire a new identity.

You, my friend, can become The Person Who Lives in the Horse House!

You'll need to install it, of course, but think of all the fun you'll have seasonally decorating your ten foot tall, rearing stallion! (Mustang?) Santa hat at Christmas, bunny ears at Easter, maybe a well shaped heart between his hooves in February and a patriotic bunting in July!

I grew up loving destination houses. We kids didn't know street names, but we knew The Pink House. We knew The Swing House. And we knew and were forever astounded by The Mushroom House.

Someone, please embrace this opportunity. I promise to whinny every time I drive past.

Hurry, though. There's only one.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Because I look good in them


First thing in the morning finds me outside with the dogs, eyes skyward seeking the moon. I love the chill in the air, the waking bird calls, and the subdued palette of the backyard.

That said, I am totally looking forward to a month or so down the line when it's Nubby Sweater Season.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Good morning, sunshine!


One last purple blossom came out to greet me on this, day three of my new job. (Or possibly she's just looking for a bee.)


*In my mind, flowers are shes. Trees are hes. Unless they're flowering trees; then they're shes. Cacti, however, are always hes.