Have some gratuitous cuteness

Design on 1/10th of a Dime

Many of my little projects start with the same inspiration:  I should be able to do that!  Who needs creativity, skills, materials, or proper tools?!?  I don’t let those minor details prevent me from giving my hair-brained ideas a whirl.

I wanted to just see if I could festoon myself one of those nifty decals that are quickly becoming overused trendy flash-in-the-pan design cliches.  I’ve got some contact paper and some scissors… why not? Creativity, skills, materials, and proper tools certainly would have come in handy, but I have none of those things and this is what came of it.

Sure, a fleur de lys or some flowers would have been much fancier but “rustic” (read: looking like a 5 year old cut it) boxes is about as much creativity as I can muster in 15 minutes while sprawled on the livingroom floor staring at a wrinkled remnant of contact paper pulled from the bowels of my toolbox.

I’m relatively ok with this effort and I’m happy to live with it for a while to find out if it will hang in there.  *ahem* Yay!  Now I can delude my self into thinking that this “test” will someday soon be replaced with something that is a perfect manifestation of the creative genius that lives within me!

Yes, I am taking bets on if this will still be there the day I move out

For every upside, there’s a downside

The upside to this office move is new and pretty things that catch you off guard - like this view that I caught when I accidentally went out the wrong door.

It really is some small help when you return to your desk and your cube is still the Fortress of (Boxed) Solitude.

Lunch Launch

I made my usual Tuesday pilgrimage to the Farmers Market on the Embarcadero.  I really want to buy local, in season, organic and all that jazz but I find it disheartening… there is nary a bargain to be found.  It’s really more of a specialty market than locals peddling their crops to support the family farm.

It’s a typically crappy summer day in San Francisco.  It’s a little windy, overcast, chilly and *bleh*.  The bright spot, though, was on the way back I saw this art piece that seemed to say a lot…

“I thought she was from England”

Haley is attending day camp at the Embarcadero YMCA for the next two weeks.  When I picked her up tonight, after work, one of the counselors said, “I thought she was from England, she’s so polite!”  Then he added, “she said ‘pardon’ and no kids say ‘pardon’ - unless they’re from England.”

HAHAHAHA

I’m still bursting with pride I think she just may well be on her way to domestication yet!

Today, this is my life

Blech

Happy Birthday/Merry Christmas to Me!

Yeah, yeah, I know… neither occasion happens until Q4′08 (d’oh! too much time working in tall, shiny buildings!)…

But, my mommy loves me soooooo much that she bought me this pretty-pretty early

(You shut up, Haley!  I know you will be trying to pry this out of my cold, dead fingers when I’m gone!  Don’t EVEN try to deny it!  Cheesy??  Hmph!)

Yay for another homage to the fabulousness that was my Nana & Papa (my mom’s parents!)

Mom…. YOU RULE (reason #657,150)

Props for another FB’er shown on Apartment Therapy!

Ok, so David REALLY got featured, but dang… I think he deserves it!  Click the pic and take a look!

In high school my mom’s boss was David’s dad.  His sister, Jen, was my best friend.   I remember in college how horrified Jen and I were that he tore up the carpet in his house and painted the concrete floor!  HAHAHA  Of course, now that’s all the rage!

And who is surprised that he’s washing down an old Mercedes?

Aaaaah, good old Fort Bragg.  Well, not really so much good as old!

Willits owns the “good” designation!

Ok, time to buckle down

Crap.

Literally.

The crap’s hitting the fan here at work and I need to … dare I say it?.. work!

Our office is moving on up from

to

… and I’m doing all the packing.

help!

EDIT:  While the new place is so gorgeous in its views inside and out, don’t they KNOW  how wrong it is to remove me from a Shiny Thing??

Blaspheme!

How dare they mock my one true love?

Dear Robert Smith,

Still, after all these years, it is I who can make you happy.  I just know it!

xoxo - Emily, your biggest fan

Excuse me! Someone I know needs to buy this

So that I may visit it, pet it, and gaze in to its beauty…

UmberDove, sweet darling of mine, thank you for not making this in colors that are in my scheme.  My BUY!! button pressing finger is twitchy enough as it is! 

(but pleeeese make one, in blues and silvers around 9/15/08, k?  )

The first fabulous picture of the week

Christine has just posted the first picture from her stay this week - and it’s a beaut!

Haley and Hydrangeas - two of my favorite things

Clearly not from the home of any of my friends

“Priceless” is how they describe the oldest existing bottle of Veuve Clicquot champagne.  The more than century old bottle of bubbly was recently found, just hanging out, in the sideboard of a Scottish Castle.

That’s not surprising.  They’re hitting the Islay, not the frou frou French crap

I know I have my crabby pants on, but…

…”earthy femininity by balancing soft modern furnishings with time worn primitive finds”…

Put it however you want, but I think this is 100% pure, unadulterated fug.

 

Eero Saarinen is rolling over in his grave right now.  His beautiful tulip table with some busted old farm cabinet and chairs?  Eclectic is one thing, but this is just stupid.  You can’t just throw all sorts of random shit together and call it design - then give it national exposure.

Bah!

I need a 10 & Tonic.

A spot of tea

Haley and Christine are already out and about exploring The City.  I’m sure some amazing pictures will come of their adventures!

Edit:  OMG - Look how cute my babygirl is!  I just want to pinch her little rosy cheeks when she wears her dance hoodie And her bangs are looking quite badass these days!

Saturday = Pool Party!

Happy Birthday to Cousin Sam! 

What an awesome day for a pool party!

I feel better now

Now that my Haley-bug is home

She made me some fantastic gifts (will post pics tonight) and she looked around at the work done on the house, oooohing and aaaahing and said, “is this really our bathroom?!?@” heheh

So cute she is!  So much more svelte, too!  Thanks, Mom, for everything!  We can’t wait to see you in a few weeks!

xoxo

nothing juicy today - will be back tomorrow

Most of my faithful readers (Mom and Rae) are on the road today - and I’m just too distracted to come up with any snippets of brilliance any way!  Mom is taking Haley to the airport and I’ll be waiting for her in Oakland with some seriously hug-deprived arms! 

Because we’re the kind of chicks that are cool like that  we are going straight from the airport to the movie theater.  We’ve been waiting to see WALL-E until we could see it together!  Yay!

Reason #657,149 why my mother is better than yours

My mom and I chat on Yahoo messenger throughout the day*, most days, because she lives in BFE and I rarely call her on the satellite phone (see - I wasn’t kidding about BFE!!) because it’s just…. weird.

Anywho… she had her sassy pants on and I was lamenting the lack of a smiley sporting a middle finger.  So what does she do?  She invents one!

mlm

Beat that, Suckas!

 

* Reason #245,967 why my mother is better than yours:  she’s on YIM.  She’s also on MySpace (#657,100) and has a wireless router (#549,861).

Like there aren’t enough options for me to agonize over

I want to do something offbeat and unusual in the nook in my bedroom where my little chromed vanity will live.  I was thinking of painting it the same blue from the hall.  That way every color in the house will come together in the hall and doorway to my room.  There’s only 5, including the baseboards and trim, so it’s not like it’ll be a paintbox collision.

I happened to stumble upon this online store, Re-Modern, that happens to be on the upper Peninsula!  Talk about reasonable prices!  Any way, these wall tiles totally fascinate me.

   

They are cheap, they go on with double-stick tape, they are sustainable and they are green and paintable.

I am seriously considering…  How damn cool are they?