Month: July 2009

Swoon.

How stunningly beautiful is this chair?   If I wasn’t a glutton for punishment who enjoyed being a man-cave widow while my husband spends hours on end in his workshop slaving away on our many many (too many) DIY projects for our little girl’s nursery, then I would certainly be in a bidding frenzy over this vintage (yet newly upholstered) Danish-made… Read more →

So tired.

It seems like just yesterday that I was in Berkeley with my Sister awaiting the arrival of my youngest niece, Paloma.    Now Lolo’s a fiery toddler poking at my “tumm-uh” (as she calls it) seeming to understand that her future playmate is gestating in there, while big Sis Eva gives my belly hugs and kisses, and even whispers conspiratory secrets… Read more →

To Wax, or not to wax…

Back in my first trimester, I briefly pondered the idea of a bikini wax.   Before the plus sign I wouldn’t have thought twice about it, but at the time I was barfing 4-5 times daily, and blowing chunks into rapidly hardening hot wax covering my private areas seemed like something that deserved a moment’s consideration.    Then there was the issue… Read more →

Summertime Blues

My patio furniture is falling apart.   This is particularly upsetting to me, because I love my patio furniture.   And since the entire fourth wall of our living/dining room is glass that looks out onto our little tiny yard (and since our living room has now become my office) I spend 70% of the day staring right at the now-decrepit vintage… Read more →

Where is my mind?

Some days, when I wake up, it feels like my brain never got the rise n’ shine memo.   My eyes are open, my fingers might even be typing, but my mind is just…somewhere else.    Looks like today is fixin’ to be one of those days. So I leave you with this: This video is close to my heart because –… Read more →