so i decided to take charge of some of those things that would make my life easier.
and i re-did my entire kitchen!
i cleaned and organized and decluttered and totally overhauled everything.
i even painted. and finished the whole dang thing.wanna see?
come on in!
the front door. and my aprons. the paint color is called "river's edge" by behr, with off-white trim.
lucy the cat likes to eat breakfast by the window. also, i bought way more flowers for the fire escape. and this morning, i sat out there and drank my coffee. and i loved it.
this was before the fellas installed MY NEW COUNTERTOP!
AND AFTER! omg.
so cute.
and sooo much more space!
and in case you've never seen my kitchen before this:
(those were taken before we had really "moved in", aka filled every surface with an unimaginable amount of clutter.)
i have more artwork to hang, and i'll post more pics as i go.
but there you have it- my new favorite room in the house.
next: my living room! (this weekend!!)
a list of things i am convinced would make my life better:
a shed-free dog. steve mcqueen sheds faster than i can sweep. i bought him a new brush yesterday. after running it through his fur three or four times, he shook himself furiously, sending all of the hair i had previously loosened swirling through the air to settle comfortably on the floor i had just swept. also, every morning there are what look liek snow drifts of hair in every corner. i have to sweep every single night.
and don't even get me started on our bedding. (and don't lecture me- he WILL NOT sleep anywhere but our bed. so shut up.)
an empty apartment so that i can just start over with a blank slate. i wish i could clear everytinything out and only put back what WE REALLY NEED. that way i would also be able to paint with having to worry about moving furniture and covering things with tarps. i just painted in february, but i'm already ready for a change- and i never even finished the trim the first time around. which brings me to my next point...
the will to finish ANYTHING i start. like painting. and organizing. and the laundry.
a bigger kitchen. we have a fantastic kitchen by new york standards, but it doesn't mean i don't long for miles of sparkling clean countertops and a HUGE oven and cupboards filled with everything i could possibly need to bake.
more money. i don't think i need to elaborate on that.
but for real, i need to tackle the shoe closet. i can't handle one more morning of digging through a MASSIVE MOUNTAIN of shoes to find my other flip flop.
i could use a bigger dresser and some shelving, too.
sigh.
organization is so overwhelming.
our weekend, in pictures:
friday-
slept in.
the boys
found these.
went into the city.
went to the market.
watched scary movies. which allison loved.
Saturday-
went to a cookout.
ate some watermelon.
bickered with husbear.
kissed and made up.
he smoked his grandfather's pipe and looked bad-ass doing it.
john mccain stopped by the party. (aka, my husband in his halloween costume. SCARY!)
went back to our house.
sat on the roof to watch the fireworks.
so many people!
spent time with my soulmate.
Sunday-
went to brunch.
adam is a handsome listener.
came home full of banana pancakes, as evidenced by my belly.
then my soulmate and dear friend shelly left me to return to harrisburg, and husbear went into his office to study for the MCAT, and i was left alone in the echoing living room.
so i watched endless episodes of hannah montana in my pjs and ate so much (homemade!) raspberry shortcake that i settled into a food coma, in which i could feel only numbness.
why is it that when your friends leave, they always have to take all of the liveliness with them?
anyway, it was a beautiful weekend. my little life has been full of those lately.
not us.
our cat...maybe.
last night, a bunch of pals gathered in our living room. this is common.
also common- they come in through the kitchen window via our fire escape.
it's like something out of "clarissa explains it all."
anyway, last night when they left, someone forgot to close the window behind them.
lucy, our cat, is in heat.
needless to say, when we woke up this morning and noticed the window open, our cat did not come running.
BUT FEAR NOT.
because this precious little kitty (who pees on LITERALLY everything that we own. even on our stove. and in my purse. ugh.) comes when i call her.
so i sat on the fire escape with a can of tuna and called "lulululululu! lucy goosey! lucina! lucy my kitty!" etc. and very soon a tiny little black head popped up from a corner of the roof extension below us. she didn't come running, but poked a little paw up at me and disappeared again.
so, channeling my inner spidey, i scrambled down the fire escape ladders and made my way onto the roof extension and tiptoed to the corner with the hole where i saw my precious babycat.
she was stuck.
and i saved her.
i saved that little whore. (excuse my french, but she did sneak out through the window to get laid by multiple tomcats.)
and i carried her to safety.
she is now skulking around the apartment all bewildered-like, soaked in flea and tick repellent. her belly is full of tuna.
and her uterus is probably full of babies.
anyone want a kitten?
to my husbear:
you are so handsome.
you don't eat meat but i still
do and you don't care.
to baby miles:
baby why don't you
go to sleep? it is nice for
me and for you. please.
to starbucks:
i spend lots on your
drinks each day. now i'm poor but
very energized.
to steve mcqueen, my dog:
i know it's your name
but stop trying to escape
your cage you're not him.
OR
i love how you sleep
with your legs in the air and
bits exposed. no shame.
to my lovehandles:
you are not sexy.
shut up and go away please.
i hate you both lots.
to baby miles again:
your drooling is nuts!
your giggles make me laugh hard.
your face is perfect.
to summertime:
I AM SO GLAD YOU'RE HERE.
WHAT TOOK YOU SO FREAKING LONG?
please stick around now.
this weekend i went to harrisburg, and part of me never came back.
you see, my soulmate lives there.
not the romantic kind of soulmate- i married that one.
but the kind of soulmate you have, no matter what.
the kind that has a bond which distance and life circumstance can't weaken or diminish.
the kind that's born from a situation in which you never thought you would find such pure, unadulterated love.
the kind that gives you haven when the person you think is your romantic soulmate turns out to not be that at all. (no fears, i am happily married. but other people are still looking, and that's okay, too.)
we call it safelove.
best friends don't break up.
so, i went to visit her.
here is how things went.
we had a picnic.
i helped decorate.
i made signs for the dips.
i made new friends.
i talked a lot. of course.
but i also listened a little.
we had a dance party.
we made crafts.
and i relaxed with my soulmate.
safelove. samehearts.
it was a wonderful weekend.
Does anyone have any ideas for a 25th birthday party in new york in august?
i'm trying to plan something wonderful.
