Friday, September 23, 2011

happy weekend

Does it feel like fall where you live?  I'm dreaming of crisp air, apple pies, rosy cheeks and the smell of fireplaces.  For those of us geographically located in the south, this means we have a few months to go, but I'm glad to know fall is officially here and that northern air is making its way down to the south.

Hope you all have a wonderful + lovely weekend.  Cheers!

Whoa, this is one cool dog bed. Via Desire to Inspire.

J.Crew, I love you.

Great thoughts on marriage + relationships.

Move. Learn. Eat.

Fall-ish sticky notes!  Aren't they pretty?

Duvet cover round up.

Outer-space blows my mind.

Plus some Meyer on the Wire posts you may have missed this week!

Favorite Things
Round mirrors
Crushing on ♥ Erstwhile Jewelry Co.
On Children
Round Up: Beauty

Top image via Beautiful

Thursday, September 22, 2011


These clever little magnets.  With these my to-do lists really might look better!

Round Up: Beauty

Let's talk beauty, shall we?  I always love hearing what products other people use from the ordinary to the glam.  Here's a round up of my go-to items.

Clients from Hell

The website Clients from Hell has me cracking up.  In my work, I sometimes feel like it's a constant battle of good design vs. horrible, terrible, no good, very bad, awful design.  The effort to push creative, great design can be exhausting and frustrating.  But, as I read through the hilarious scenarios on Clients from Hell, I feel comfort in knowing I'm not alone in the war on suck-y design + ridiculous clients.

A few of my favorite quotes...

"Could you please send me a different file— one that is not a… what’s it called…jpg? I spent the last two hours trying to copy the text from this thing, and it is driving me crazy!"

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

On Children

This poem, by the one and only Kahlil Gibran, is on my mind today:

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Last weekend, Dylan spent the better part of his first soccer game crying over an unfortunate collision that occurred in the beginning of the game between another player and himself.  Don't worry, he wasn't hurt, he just liked telling the story to everyone and each time he did, he starting crying again.

This was funny to a point and then, it wasn't.

As I watched him run off the field {again} to tell his Uncle Jeff about "the green team hitting his head" it hit me that he was so busy seeking attention for his non-injury that he was missing the game.

Ever since that day I've found myself wondering why it is that my child was the only one crying on the sideline?  As I lay in bed the other night pondering Dylan's soccer game tears I realized why I found it unsettling:  it was what I used to do.

I recognized the behavior because I was just like that as a little girl.  And, suddenly, I was awash with worry and fear.  My life mistakes and misdoings and regrets flooded over me and I was riddled with the anxiety of Dylan repeating them all.  Surely, I thought, it is rationale to assume that if Dylan and I are alike, our experiences in life will be similar, no?

As I waved good-bye to Dylan this morning, the beginning of this poem weaved it's way through my heart:

"Your children are not your children.  They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself..."

I stopped my car and took in the moment.  He is his very own person.  Not me.  His mistakes are yet to be made, but he will make them and grow from them.  A lesson in letting go.

I watched my almost four-year-old, a happy grin on his face, wave good-bye to me with all his might.  And I felt peace.

{Top image of Dylan at the beach. Bottom image of Dylan the day he started crawling.}

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Crushing on ♥ Erstwhile Jewelry Co.

The perfectly curated collection of the jewels found at Erstwhile Jewelry Co. make my heart pitter-patter.  A fourth generation jewelry company,  not only is Erstwhile's jewelry out of this world, the company's branding is also heavenly.  The logo, the website and the funky, happy photo staging give this company another kind of sparkle.  And, these vintage ring boxes...are you kidding me?!?

Although currently not in my budget, a girl can certainly dream.  Of this, this and this for starters.

  via A Cup of Jo.


Large round mirrors {mostly vintage}...

via Decor8

via Decor8

via House Beautiful

via Veranda

via Lonny

via Lonny

Before we left for San Francisco, I saw a vintage round mirror on sale in a store in Houston and passed it up. It's long gone of course (I went back and checked), and I've been kicking myself for leaving it behind. It was out of an old barber shop, too.

Ah, well, the search continues!

Monday, September 19, 2011

Aye, Aye Matey

Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day!

No.1 bird photos. No. 2 striped shirt.  No. 3 mermaid necklace. No. 4 black suede boots. No 5. chocolate coins. No. 6 black sea salt. No. 7 pirate skivvies. No. 8 moby dick

eBay Find: Turkish Kilam

This weekend I won my very first eBay item!  I know, I'm way behind the times here.  I've purchased a couple of items on eBay before, but could never muster up the courage to commit the 30 second bid-out act that is common place in the world of eBay.  I always felt such guilt over winning a piece that I was sure the other bidders wanted much more than I did.

But, something came over me when I saw this turkish kilam and my bad-self won it!  Isn't it pretty?

Despite my win, I'm not sure if I'm cut out for eBay after all.  My heart was racing and I was shake-y a good ten minutes after winning.  It may be too much for this lightweight competitor.

Favorite things: weekend recap

Hope you all had a wonderful weekend!  Here are some favorite moments from mine...

Dylan's first soccer practice...

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