Posts tagged with vintage

Three things about my weekend:

March 21st, 2010

1.) Maggie and I went thrifting – joy! I bought the $9.00 school desk I’ve been thinking about buying for two weeks. Also found: icons and oldtime music books for Mikey, some yum fabric, a Billie Holiday record, and two glass canisters for treasures. A morning well-spent.

2.) My mom came over so that Mikey and I could simultaneously leave Hazel for the first time. He played a show – it was a must. I’m sure it would have happened sooner than 17 months old if Hazel had spent her first 13 months around her grandparents more than once every few months, and if she hadn’t spent her last three snowed in away from them all the time, but here it is – 17 months old and we’d never been out together alone. Not that we never went out – we just took her everywhere. I don’t know how she would have fared at one month old or five or ten or thirteen… but at seventeen months old she didn’t shed a tear and went to sleep on her Grandma’s shoulder without a fuss. Liberating! The show was really good – lots of people that I love and have missed were there. Who cares if my eyeballs and throat still hurt from the cigarette smoke (3.5 years of smoke-free bars, I’m not used to this).

3.) Lots and lots of time outside in the beautiful weather with my pretty little Bitty.

Listening: Iron & Wine
(I am) Reading: The Poisonwood Bible
(Hazel is) Reading: The Peace Book
Working on: spotted box; bunnies; custom jewels

The art of drowning in holy water

July 28th, 2006

Lots of new stuff… bags and earrings galore!


Dishtowels reborn.


Salvaged father-in-law junk.


Former ugly vintage necklace.


The largest meat-eating dinosaur.

More @ Etsy.

Mikey and I are leaving for Toronto on Sunday morning to take care of some business, see our apartment, eat some Ethiopian food, drink beer with John, and then return with brand new visas in our wallets and photos in our camera. It’s too late to request mix cds for the drive, but if you’d like to make us some for the actual move – and I know you do! – inquire within for our mailing address.

Listening: The Shins : Chutes Too Narrow
Reading: Heal Your Headache