It’s almost 2017! This year flew by sooo fast. I know I kind of sucked with the infrequency of my posts in 2016, but… well, that’s it. I sucked. Sorry. I’ll try to do better next year. (But I probably won’t. Please love me anyway.)
I promise this is the last time I’m ever going to post this picture of my (not really a kitchen, but doing its best impersonation of a) kitchen. Have I ever mentioned I lived FIVE YEARS with this set up? I feel like I must have told you that at some point…
I have been planning my kitchen for a looooooong time. It’s been more than five years with this crappy set up where a kitchen should be:
When choosing something big for my home, I will inevitably go on a journey. One that takes me down a secluded winding road, through a scary forest, under a barbed wire fence, over a stream of lava, past a dragon, to a place called Crazy Town.
The journey to the basement begins with a single step. And then nine more of them.
And, if you’re lucky, you make it there alive… Continue reading
I’ve made it super easy for you to keep up with my blog this year. It’s now June and I’ve only written two posts. Two. (Well, three, if you count this one…) See, I know you’re busy, so I didn’t want to burden you with tons of fascinating post reading. I’m always thinking of you. You’re welcome.
And that’s a random picture of Egor for you to enjoy. You’re welcome. Again… Continue reading
The surest way to guarantee that I will tackle a project myself is to tell me I should not be tackling that project myself. Tell me it’s super difficult. Tell me it’s not for the DIYer. Tell me only very experienced people should try it. Flat out tell me that I can’t do it and I want to prove that I can do it all the more. I know. I have issues. I don’t know WTF my problem is.
Everyone and their mother (and the Home Depot tile guy) told me I should not be installing slate tile by myself.
I did it anyway.
And I cried the whole time.
My BFF and I have been friends since we were 13 years old. I’m not even going to tell you how many years that is (because I like to pretend I’m still a kid and that would destroy the illusion), but this hair sure does have a big mouth…
It’s finally here! My 3rd annual Favorite Things post! It’s the post that you don’t look forward to all year where I share the things I liked best in 2015…
Yes, of course I know you’d prefer a post about my slate tile floor, but that’s not done yet, so you’ll just have to be satisfied with this narcissistic post that’s all about things that I love. I mean, it’s a tradition now, so suck it up and keep reading. (Or you can skip to the bottom of this crappy post where I tell you what’s in store for 2016, but you probably won’t feel very good about yourself…)
You may remember My Chain.
You probably have your own chain. You know – those projects you have to do before you can do the one you really want to do. They all build on each other. If you don’t remember My Chain, (And you were too lazy to click the link I conveniently put there in the first sentence. And again here. (My God, how lazy are you??)) here it is: Continue reading
I never watch the news. I know. I’m a bad American. Whatever. But the news always sucks! It’s full of terrible people doing terrible things. I’d much rather focus on the good people in the world doing good things. The people that think nothing of donating their money and time to worthy causes. The selfless people. The ones who make me feel really bad about myself for not doing much of anything to help others. Wait, why am I focusing on them again?
Oh, right. They’re inspiring.