I heart this! Archive

Sometimes I become obsessed.  Obsessed in that I can’t stop thinking about about a new found love.  Unfortunately,  too often that is obsession is a beloved food item.  With my new spring goal of losing the winter

Can I take a minute and shamelessly plug my new favorite thing. I know I’m not Oprah, but if I had the sponsors as she did, I would give every reader this item.  It’s a little overpriced

The sequence of recent events leading to the desired loss of 200 hard earned American dollars. G-Star Taylor Wool Coat 1.   I entered an overpriced boutique of 78% useless clothing. 2.  Wandered to the coat section

I’ve been trying to fill my obsession with wood recently.  It seems I’ve overwhelming drawn to the rustic qualities, textures and multifunctionality. Is that a word?  It could be that I’m a little more rustic and weathered myself and

Years ago I gave up crafting. There were multiple reasons involved. I now thoroughly enjoy my craft less life. However, every so often my desire to replicate creativeness slowly rises.  It’s usually when I see something easy…or

t’s Friday! Let the Hallelujah chorus begin. No work, No homework for Zoom and I can actually sleep past 5:30 tomorrow morning. After a long and stressful week I am ecstatic for the weekend.  I’m headed to

My dream car is a 1943 Jeep Willy Wagon. The thought of restoring one and driving it to the supermarket everyday makes me giddy.  Imagine my excitement and inspiration when I came across this post off Remodelista‘s web

Sometimes you just need a little someone to lean on.  Someone who’s taller, and stronger, and will be there when you need them.   Any volunteers?

  Oh how I love the Rose Bowl Flea Market!  Utter joy is what I experienced yesterday as I walked aisles, dodged people and meandered among mid-century furniture and vintage dishtowels.  My favorite seller had this for sale and I

The unearthing continues at my parents house and how I feel I’ve just found gold!  I came across a beautiful child’s tea set stored with my mothers vintage dolls.  I have no recollection of them (translation – I wasn’t allowed to play with them