Sunday, April 27, 2008

Remembering ...

my dad, who inspired me so much. I miss you.

Saturday, April 19, 2008


I was driving down to Princeton to get a haircut and I drove by a rummage sale. It looked promising because a lady was packing a really cool chair into her van as I was driving by. "There won't be anything left on my way back," I thought to myself.

For some reason, I felt compelled to stop on my way home. Well, 20 minutes later I was in possession of 6 chairs and one painting for $54! There were two of each chair plus one large painting. I don't think that I will keep the painting. I bought it for the frame. Can you believe it? It was meant to be. I was thinking about trips with my dad to these sales when I was a kid. I have always loved to find my own little treasures and it is a major thing for me to get a great deal. My dad would have gotten a kick out of this.
I ran out to get some foam and I had some of this Alexander Henry fabric on hand. Presto! Two new dining room chairs. How cool is that! Sorry the pics are mediocre. I was way too excited to share this with you and it was getting dark outside. I couldn't wait.

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Oh Baby Mac ...

I love you! I've been having fun playing with the photo booth and the kids think that it's a hoot to distort my head.

I've been working on my web site and hope to have it up sometime soon. So many things have been going on and the big chore for this month is cleaning up for a photo shoot for a magazine here at chez moi. Lots of stuff to get out of the way! How do you keep those Lego pieces together? Oh, those bolts of fabric need to be put away. And, yes, I need that bathroom painted, like, yesterday! It's only had 3 test strips on it for about, oh, a year give or take. I've discovered another love - decorating. I haven't done much of it because certain little people just love to draw all over my walls and furniture so I decided not to fight it. When we put up wallpaper a while ago, Little A decided to start drawing on it just as the paper was freshly pasted. A long time ago, he also managed to get his head stuck in my dining room chair. Had to toss it by the time we got his head out. Keep chanting: "Someday I will have nice furniture and decor." So that's what they tell me. In the meantime, how could I get mad at such a sweet face, green and all?