Ok, and Happy New Year! Yes, I am completely and totally late in posting this tablescape. The holiday season was a bit hectic this year, with my first round of finals and some family stuff going on. So my best blog intentions were thwarted. But better late than never, right?
I decided to stay at school for Thanksgiving for the first time since I was abroad in 2004. My friend and his sister were also kicking it in town for the holiday. So instead of dining on Chinese food, which would have been depressing, I decided to throw my hat in the ring and elect myself the official Thanksgiving dinner and cheer coordinator.
Because what is Thanksgiving without a turkey, really?
(A turkey, I might add, that took 2 extra hours to cook than I had planned.)
Did I also mention that I now have a table? A legit table! If you remember my studio and my other tablescapes, you will remember the cramped and tiny coffee table. Well, no more. I feel like an adult now!
And every adult should have a nicely outfitted bar.
In all, it was a pretty fun Thanksgiving. I should have taken some photos of the checklists and timetables and instructions that I had taped all over my kitchen cabinets. But that would entail me showing the world my ugly kitchen cabinets! So maybe another time.
Stop on over at Susan’s for some more eye candy!
Welcome to the new home of my blog over here on WordPress. Blogger and I just weren’t getting along. All my old posts are here and everything is the same, other than some small photos, which I may go back and fix one day. We shall see. Hope you like it and will stop back soon!
(Sorta.) The past two months have been crazy busy ’round these parts. There’s been a whole lotta this:
And even more of this:
So hopefully as I settle down, I’ll have more time for the blog. Right now, I need to finish unpacking those last two boxes and, more importantly, get some reading done! Hope to see you all soon!
A couple weeks ago, I was lucky enough to be invited to the Outer Banks with my aunt, uncle and cousins. I had never been to OBX before, and I loved it! We pried ourselves away from the beach one morning for a little shopping, and I picked up some adorable life rings that I knew would make such cute napkin rings!
I’ve been a sailor my whole life, so I’ve been the recipient of some pretty cute nautical stuff over the years. The glasses were a gift from my parents, and the cheese tray was a gift from my aunt.
I tried out white napkins at first, but I felt it didn’t give the table enough oomph, so I switched to some red ones. Here’s the first attempt:
Here’s what I settled upon:
The shells and sea glass are all from my various beach combing trips around the world. I have a huge collection of stuff from lakes and the sea, and I love displaying them. I hope to get one of those cute glass lamps that you can fill up with sand and sea treasures one of these days (but they’re so damn expensive!).
I also made a trip to Annapolis over Memorial Day weekend and picked up this adorable dish towel. I wanted a last souvenir from the Chesapeake before I leave it this August!
The funniest part of my whole vacation to the Outer Banks occurred one night at dinner. My cousin Clay ordered oysters and we found some “surprises” in them. Being from the Midwest, we were all very unfamiliar with (we later learned through the help of Wikipedia) the delicacy knows as “oyster crabs
.” Finding these live little suckers was unsettling, to say the least. That didn’t stop us from playing with our food however! They kept crawling around, and in the photo below, you can see my cousin trying to feed one a green bean. Gross.
Lantern: Pier 1, two years ago
Glasses: TJ Max three years ago
Cheese tray: gift
Appetizer knife: Sur la Table
Stop over to Susan’s for some more tablescaping eye candy.
Happy belated 4th of July everyone! There were some awesome patriotic tablescapes posted last week over at Susan’s
. So here is my contribution to the red, white and blue tableau. Enjoy!
And we had to have a patriot dessert. I whipped up a ridiculously easy blueberry crisp. Delish!
Napkins: Pottery Barn two years ago
Party crackers: Pier 1
Silverware: my everyday stuff from Target
Martini glasses: Target
Water glasses: gifts
Pop on over to Susan’s for some more tablescapes!
(Posted with some pretty pictures taken on vacation last year in New Mexico to counteract the negative tone!)
I spent this past weekend apartment hunting in the city where I will soon be moving. I’m moving in August, so time is ticking and my intention was to leave with a lease signed. Well, after viewing seven different places, I didn’t find a single place for which I would feel comfortable signing on the dotted line.
Maybe I’m just getting picky? I dunno. Moving back to a college town at this point seems like a step backwards in many ways. My taste and comfort level seem to be outside what my stipend will allow me to rent. I want more than the bare essentials required in college towns–a porch for beer pong and space for a futon! But even then, I considered my list of “must haves” to be pretty basic. Must be in a safe neighborhood. Must be close to my lab. Must have laundry (free or coin). And there have been plenty of things I’ve been able to let go of, like central air, a dishwasher, a disposal, a gas range.
But even with this list, I just couldn’t find anything I liked. I saw fugly brown carpeting, dark paneled walls, chipping paint, a bathroom the size of a tiny closet, a street filled with cop cars in the middle of the afternoon. Ugh!!
I walked around the town for two days in 90 degree heat and in flip flops that have given me blisters down the entire length of my feet. (I eventually threw those damn things in the trash after buying a new $8 pair in painful desperation.) I learned that the “safe” neighborhood extends only about three blocks off campus. I heard about gangs of kids on bikes mugging professors on the way to class. I learned that there are no grocery stores in town. I got called “unAmerican” by a homeless man (ok, the last one was pretty funny).
And now I think I will have to cancel one of my beach trips to go back and look for apartments again. The last thing I want to do it relive this past weekend. The idea of a beach weekend with my friends has been keeping me sane in these dwindling weeks at a dead-end job. To replace that with more desperate house hunting makes me cringe.
We shall see. In all the moves I’ve done recently (10 in eight years) I’ve always found something. But the whole idea is that I won’t have to move again in another year. I want to put down roots, for at least a little while. Paint a wall even! Is that too much to ask?
Wish me luck.