|So last term it was just the mushroom. Today a frog appeared. I figure that by June there will be a whole mini-forest on my door. And why they needed to put my name up twice is a mystery to me.|
You know those people you see in the airport who have like, one bag and really neat hair, and some sort of scarf tied neatly round their throat? I am not one of them. I am a big hot mess at the airport. I try really hard not to be, but it's inevitable. I'm the jerk with about six bags, pulling my laptop out, wearing lace-up boots, and about 10 layers of clothing. I am not one of these people (don't click the link if you are offended by strong language, but it is truly hilarious!), but I am also not someone who flies in perfect minimalist style. I come off planes looking like I just ran a marathon while giving birth. It's not pretty.
|Welcome Home Banner from Gracie and Fraser.|
|At least I am a cute bear.|
|the colouring is off, but this pretty perriwinkle yarn was a Christmas gift from my sister's Mother-in-law along with a Jane Austen knitting book!|
While my flight back to Corvallis was nowhere near as ridiculous as my flight to California (which I realize I never told you about, but believe me, it was one of the most weird/strange/and almost horrific 24 hours of my life. Yes I realize it's a 2 hour flight from Portland to Long Beach. Yes, it was a 24 hour horror story.), it did have it's share of my running around like a buffoon with a broken suitcase. So while I was running from one floor of the airport to another on Friday I came to the conclusion that I seriously need to streamline my entire life. As anyone who has ever come into my bedroom, seen my purse, or just about anything else I own, I always have so much "stuff." I don't ever plan on being a minimalist because I do like "stuff," but there has to be a line drawn. Especially when you live in a cracker box they call a dorm room.
Each season I try to do a clean out of junk and things that have become useless over the past few months. After my airport fiascoes I felt this was very much in order. I decided that it would be a perfect opportunity to deep clean and rearrange everything too. My back in aching, my mind is numb, I never want to live in a place with linoleum ever again, but my room looks fantastic! I am still in denial that classes actually start again tomorrow, but alas, they do. This is going to be a crazy busy term for me and I am still trying to figure out what kind of blogging schedule I can keep, but in the meantime, I am a contributor on The Sew Weekly this year! You can check out my post here. I don't think I will be able to get this week's challenge done, but I am hoping to find a bit of time.
|Coffee, Books, and Music. Yep. That's my life.|
So, 1. I never told you guys about my chenille bedspread, but my parents found in New York for cheap and it was the exact colours I was looking for. We're fairly sure it belonged to a Hobo before it got sent to the vintage shop my mom found it in, because it took four washings before it was clean. Then I sanitized it. 2. This dress cost me $15 at the Pasadena Flea Market in December. The lady claimed it was the dress of Mae West's maid, but it has a tag inside from a costume rental shop in Hollywood that has a name on it. I can't read the first name (it looks like it might be a Spanish name), but the last name is Cole. Who knows the truth, but I still think it makes a beautiful decoration.
Black and Whites
Bri Made this pillow for Christmas! Warms my heart everytime I see it!
Finally listened to my mom and put up my shoe rack under my bed. So. Much. Easier.
Mama still knows best.