Do you ever wonder where those “vintage” items we all love so much come from? Who owned them before us? For instance, my new (to me) tool box?
Ok, so I don’t know for sure that this is THE most simple fall mantel ever.
But I do know for sure that it is MY most simple fall mantel ever.
I don’t have a wide, wood planked front porch. I don’t have rocking chairs or hanging ferns or a porch swing. My porch is not cottage-y or farmhouse-y.
My porch is stucco-y.
There is nowhere quite as important to a teenage girl as the mall. Not only is it the place to see and be seen, but it’s also where all of one’s fashion dreams can come true. In my day, Wet Seal was THE store. I just knew that if I could get my clothes there then any awkwardness I was facing in those tenuous years would instantly fade away.
I would walk through the door and I would be overwhelmed by the utter stylishness of it all. From stirrup pants to acid washed jeans with zippered ankles and cut off sweatshirts. It was all I could do to stay focused.
Cue my mom.
My husband and I have recently discovered the miracle that is Netflix. Yes, we are slow to integrate new things into our home. Don’t judge. So far we have finished the first season of Blacklist (the 2nd season just premiered!!!) and last week we finished watching the first season of 24.
I’m not exaggerating when I say that I really wanted to throw a pillow across the room when we finally made it to the last episode of 24. If you haven’t watched it just know that if you feel like throwing a pillow across the room you wouldn’t be the only one. 😉
Happy Saturday! It might be 90 degrees here in Oregon this weekend but in the world of blogging fall has definitely arrived.
Yesterday I shared with you my entry simply decorated to welcome Autumn.
Can I confess something to you my friends? Sometimes I just want to stick one pumpkin on one shelf in one room of my house and declare that I’ve decorated my house for fall.
Between working against the book deadlines, running the business that is this blog, getting kids back to school and all of the general craziness of life, it was definitely tempting to do that.
Sometimes I think I suffer from short-term memory loss.
Correction…sometimes I think I suffer from short-term ‘thankfulness’ memory loss.
Do you remember that episode of Seinfeld when George Costanza finally has to come to terms with his Holiday heritage?
It all comes to a head with his father proudly revealing that while other families celebrated Christmas or Hanukkah, the Costanza family celebrated their own unique holiday. Festivus.
And out comes the ‘Festivus’ pole! The person holding the pole gets the opportunity to air all of the grievances they have against the people in their lives.