April 29, 2011

Happy Weekend!

Happy Weekend everyone!

As the weekend approaches in a mere few hours, I find myself about slightly tense. :( I would love to find a park with two big trees and for a few hours do this...

I have stretched myself too thin again, leaving me not much time for myself during my days this weekend. Will I ever learn? But I promise to take time to myself at night. Here are my promises to myself.

I promise myself: I will clean out my closet...finally tossing out those jeans that don't fit.

...leave the tv 'off' and read more..diving into the books that I have ordered and have desperately wanted to lose myself in. {When I'm done, I would love to learn how to decorate the pages like this}

I will listen to more music...the kind that makes me think, dream, feel, and lose myself in the moment. I am especially thankful to a few 'kaironians' for making me some cd's lately that I can do this with.

and just enjoy the quiet moments. I promise myself to make actual 'chicken soup for the soul' because I haven't had it in months and I'm craving it

...and watch one of my favorite movies of all time:

The Parent Trap... (but, it has to be said, that this must be the 1961 version with Haley Mills, and not the Lindsey Lohan version, which is such a let down every time I see it on the guide and when I press info I am disappointed that it's not my old favorite version.)

I hope that whatever you are doing this weekend, you take some time for yourself.

image via:
hammock: tinywhitedaises.com/archive
jeans: http://pinterest.com/pin/17647760/
books: http://pinterest.com/pin/15260712/
the parent trap via tvguide.com
chicken soup
record player: http://pinterest.com/pin/49755/

Coconut Conditionar

DIY at-home coconut oil conditioner treatment... I was brave enough to try it last night and so far I'm really pleased with the results! Coconut Oil solidifies at room temperature but so you'll have to melt it first in a pot of water. I just worked a couple spoonfuls through my hair last night, wrapped it in a tight bun and slept with a towel over my pillow just in case there was any residue from my hair. I notice a difference this morning. My hair is definitely shinier and healthier and what I like most is that this was an all natural home made conditioner. I did love the smell while it was going on, but I can't smell any trace of it anymore.

image: from the Vitamin Shoppe


I saw this on The Everyday Minimalists Blog.
It really made an impression on my heart and made me think about things.
I hope it does the same for you!

These are the top 5 most common regrets of those dying.
It surprised me what was on this list, and what wasn't.
I hope it makes me live my life differently from this day forward, and maybe it will change yours as well. I hope none of us have any regrets though.

1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.
2. I wish I didn’t work so hard.
3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.
4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.
5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.

April 28, 2011

New Pants

I have to go out this weekend and buy a pair of new pants. Specifically, fat jeans. You see, I haven't bought jeans in a couple of years, and I have one pair that is my 'measure-against' pair. When I'm at my skinniest, they are falling off me, and I can't wear them at all. When I'm at my heaviest, they barely will button. I don't know why I do this to myself. It's like some sick masochistic way of telling myself that i don't deserve to be comfortable. I should be punished for not taking care of myself and being able to maintain that 'skinniest' weight.

But here is the thing. For as long as I can remember, I have been doing this to myself. Punishing myself. Starving myself with restrictive diets. Or forcing myself into this outfit or that outfit. Not allowing myself to buy something because it was that size or this size. Even if I did lose weight I wouldn't buy something new because I figured I would lose more and it was not practical. And my measure-against jeans...haven't 'fallen off' me...in a year in a half. And they are dated and ratty anyway.

I remember years ago when dieting, coworkers used to bring treats by my desk and I used to say "don't feed the animal!". I mean, in a way, it's funny, but in reality, it's really sad. And self-loathing.

I have always said, if you do what you've always done, you'll get what you've always got. So, I guess I'm thinking, maybe it's time to change? Maybe instead of punishing myself, I should start taking care of myself. You only go around once in this body, and it's high time I start treating myself with love, care, being good to myself. Perhaps, then, things will fall into place. And if they don't, I won't punish myself.

April 27, 2011

See Jane Work

See Jane Work. See Lisa Stop Working.

When I found See Jane Work from Penelopeloveslists I knew I was in for t-r-o-u-b-l-e. There's not much on this website that I don't like.

Ceramic Memo Board...for the environmentally friendly one in all of us...

Holiday smencils anyone? This is a must!! $5.00 could not make me any happier. How am I going to sit in my 3 hour weekly monday morning meeting without inconspicuously sniffing my pencil like a crepazoid?

Bestill my heart....the Emma Letter Holder & Tray ... is calling my name... {I would look so perfect on your wooden desk Lisa.. I would hold your correspondence so responsibly...trust me with your mail and stationary...}

Mmmm I love this color mint. Jadeite Desk set below...

File Folders, Binders, To-do lists, notebooks, everything under the sun for organization fun...all in refreshing styles and colors at www.seejanework. Thank you Penelope!

All photos above from www.seejanework.com

April 25, 2011


I'm obsessed. With the color Blush. All shades - from the lightest pink to the darkest of nude - I just want to dye all my black clothes blush (aside from my pants). Maybe it's the fact that it's Spring, I don't know, but I have never been so consumed with this color! For now, my shopping will have to take a hiatus and I have resorted to painting my nails with a blush tone....

I'd love to twirl in this dress

sa·shay (s-sh) Informal
intr.v. sa·shayed, sa·shay·ing, sa·shays
a. To walk or proceed, especially in an easy or casual manner.
b. To strut or flounce in a showy manner: sashaying around the dinner party in his fancy new clothes.

For example...I would love to sashay around town and flounce about in this little dress....

I'd love to slip into this .... I have about 12 different things I could wear this with, and it would compliment my skin tone, thus boosting my spirits and creating an overall 'experience'. It's not just a top! See how I try to validate these things with excuses?

And this candle from Anthropologie...I can't smell it but love the color too. I certainly don't need another candle as I have too many already and a stash ready to be lit...but if you pick it up, won't you tell me if it smells as good as I think it might?

1. nude dress from asos
2. Coral Cape Sleeve Dress from Dorothy Perkins
3. Pink tank originally seen here
4. Candle: Capri Blue Candle, Coral from Anthropologie

April 24, 2011

If you're happy & you know it

My beautiful cousin Valerie shared this list with me, courtesy of tripbase blog.

101 Ways to be Happy

My favorites include
84) Perform random acts of kindness. Hold open a door for a stranger or leave some money in the vending machine, for no other reason than doing something nice for your fellow man.
50) Learn to forgive yourself. Focusing on your past mistakes serves no purpose besides keeping you from moving on.

51) Maintain perspective. When life starts to feel out of control, remind yourself of the positive things in your life and how lucky you are.

52) Define what happiness means for you. Don’t worry about what other people define as happy, find what makes you happy and go for it.

46) Avoid comparing yourself to others. It’s damaging to self-esteem—focus on your own achievements.

I definitely need to focus on #46 more!

The OCD part of me would like to divide this list into 'short term goals and long term goals' and then divide them out into what I can accomplish week by week so that I can find little bursts of happiness in the little things. I love that most of these are 'the little things' that most of us overlook.

I hope you enjoy reading these over. Thanks again Valerie :)

Picture above: http://pinterest.com/pin/8066679/

April 22, 2011

oh babies

I have many friends that are on the brink of having their first, second, and even third babies any day now! Someday I want to take a picture like this when I have a bun in the oven...

This little guy yawns are making me even more tired, so good night fellow readers :) Till next time...

Picture: http://pinterest.com/pin/13969332/

I am

I saw the Director of this Documentary on Oprah today...(behind in my recordings) and I think it would be so eye opening and enlightening to see.

April 21, 2011

Wouldn't it be loverly?

Sometimes I feel a bit like Audrey....(minus the amazing glow of her skin and perfect hair, even as a poor flower girl) and I daydream about what might become in the coming year, or years...*cue the background music below as you step into my daydream*

It would be loverly to wake up here...

and loverly to eat my cereal out of these bowls...

and loverly to lay in the grass with sunlight on my face and ponder how beautiful life is like this...

And it would be so loverly to take a wedding picture like this...

And I tell everyone that will listen that this will be my wedding song (if my husband agrees?). This videographer is beyond talented...This video is courtesy of Dunamis Works, 1305 S Michigan Ave, Chicago, IL 60605. Check out the rest of the Dunamis Works videos here.

Erin & Nick Highlights from Dunamis Works on Vimeo.

and loverly to have a family movie night in the backyard with this set up...

pictures above, top to bottom:
bedroom: http://tinywhitedaisies.tumblr.com/archive
eyelet cereal bowls: http://pinterest.com/pin/14747754/
girl in grass: http://tinywhitedaisies.tumblr.com/archive
couple kissing: http://pinterest.com/pin/15484067/
Backyard photo: http://tinywhitedaisies.tumblr.com/archive

April 20, 2011

Cuddled up in Etsy

I would so like to cuddle up with this Cream Handmade Wool Knit Cabled Pillow Sham available at Etsy...Each one is hand made. Such talent...I want to learn how to knit!

Some other cozy finds from Precious Knits I am wishing were mine are

this cute little apple (I work with a school...it brings out 'I wish I had to be a teacher gift' in me)

and these once-sweaters-and-now-hearts decorations...I could put them on a tray or a basket and bring them out for Valentines day to decorate!

And this shawl.....the pattern is only $8.00 but the actual shawl made is $115.00...just goes to show you how much time and effort goes into these beautiful handmade items, and why I must learn how to knit to save my pocketbook!

Above pictures:
Cable Pillow: http://pinterest.com/pin/15223952/
Apple, Hearts, and Shawl, all from Precious Knits on Etsy

April 19, 2011

Spring theme at the office

I would love to glance down and see this mousepad every time I went to do something at work, wouldn't you? Not only is it a mousepad, but it also doubles as a place to jot down notes, doodle, draw, make hearts and boxes (if you're anything like me..) or mini to-do lists.

And these little birds on this notepad cube bring out the spring in my step too...
Both can be found here, at Paper Source.

Rules for a Lady

I stumbled upon this ongoing list and thought it was well crafted!

Etiquette for being a Lady

I have a few of my own too...

  • a lady knows how to pick her battles
  • a lady knows when to stand up for what she believes in, and when to walk away
  • a lady is strong on the inside, but soft on the outside

image via: http://pinterest.com/pin/9393359/

April 18, 2011

The Simple LIfe

I love this song....

I tried to upload the video for you all, but no such luck :(

Folks are blessed who make the best of everyday
living by their own philosophy
everyone who needs the sun must find a way
and I have found the only way for me

I don't believe in frettin' and grievin';
Why mess around with strife'
I never was cut out to step and strut out.
Give me the simple life.

Some find it pleasant dining on pheasant.
Those things roll off my knife;
Just serve me tomatoes; and mashed potatoes;
Give me the simple life.

A cottage small is all I'm after,
Not one that's spacious and wide.
A house that rings with joy and laughter
with the ones you love inside.

Some like the high road, I like the low road,
Free from the care and strife.
Sounds corny and seedy, but yes, indeed-y;
I like the simple life

Life could be thrillin' with one whose willin'
To be a farmers wife
Kids calling me pappy sure make(s) me happy
Give me the simple life.

April 17, 2011

Spring Cleaning!

It's April 18th, and it's snowing! I woke up this morning to my front lawn blanketed in a light sheet of wet, heavy, snow and I was so confused?? For a moment I felt like I was back in January.

Today I'm listening to my body and it's a 'snow day' for this girl. I had to stay home sick due to a 2 day migraine but I feel like I'm at the tail end of it. Sometimes your body just tells you where you need to be, and for me, today it's home.

So, Amvets is coming! It's time to get down to business and do some major purging. Although I have been spring cleaning these past few months, every time Amvets comes, I always (attempt) to do a big push for 'do I really need this?'

In the spirit of Amvets, if you find yourself holding onto clutter, these tips from a magazine article I read once always help me...and I frequently have to look at my list often to remind myself.

1. When was the item last used?
2. When might you use it?
3. Does the object enhance or hinder the quality of life you are living or want to live?
4. Is it replaceable?

And, I found this article **here** which is the best I have seen yet... I love that it takes you room by room, and goes to the room of why we hang onto clutter. My favorite part is "Give each item the 3 question test: 1) Do you really love it? Do you need it now? Can you imagine yourself or anyone in your family ever loving or needing it in the foreseeable future? If you can't answer yes to any one of these questions, sell it, donate it, or recycle it."

Such simple and basic rules, but great reminders. Can any of you tell I watched a few too many 'Hording: Buried Alive' episodes this weekend?

image: via wholeliving.com

window shopping

Can you imagine if Etsy was an actual mall. Where you could visit? I would be lost in there for days? When I found these bags from BagatellesAndCo Shop, I found myself gasping. These are all handmade, which amazes me. I love this one...

I'm also thinking of a new hair color. Something lighter, to go with spring and the transition into summer. My appointment is coming up in a couple of weeks...and I'm thinking about this...

and this dress just brings out the 1950's love in me....available at ShopRuche.com

I have the iphone 3, not the iphone 4...but if I had the updated version I would run out and buy this...I think it's perfect!

I love this as well. A custom calligrapher stamp of your name. I'm not sure when and where I'll use it...but it just seems so sweet. (perhaps everyday correspondence? Christmas cards? thank you notes?) Custom Calligrapher stamp can be found here.

And this little bag just looks so buttery soft....found here.

That is it for me. For now, I am taking my candles, my music, my thoughts, and going to have a long hot bath, and prepare for Monday. Sleep tight!

April 15, 2011

You Are Special

My favorite book...almost of *all* time....

Believe me, it's worth the read.

This is the text version, but if you ever have the chance to read it, it has such a beautiful message, you have to pick it up, for you, for a friend, for your child, for anyone....

You Are Special
By Max Lucado

The Wemmicks were small wooden people. Each of the wooden people was carved by a woodworker named Eli. His workshop sat on a hill overlooking their village. Every Wemmick was different. Some had big noses, others had large eyes. Some were tall and others were short. Some wore hats, others wore coats. But all were made by the same carver and all lived in the village. And all day, every day, the Wemmicks did the same thing: They gave each other stickers. Each Wemmick had a box of golden star stickers and a box of gray dot stickers. Up and down the streets all over the city, people could be seen sticking stars or dots on one another.

The pretty ones, those with smooth wood and fine paint, always got stars. But if the wood was rough or the paint chipped, the Wemmicks gave dots. The talented ones got stars, too. Some could lift big sticks high above their heads or jump over tall boxes. Still others knew big words or could sing very pretty songs. Everyone gave them stars.

Some Wemmicks had stars all over them! Every time they got a star it made them feel so good that they did something else and got another star. Others, though, could do little. They got dots.

Punchinello was one of these. He tried to jump high like the others, but he always fell. And when he fell, the others would gather around and give him dots.

Sometimes when he fell, it would scar his wood, so the people would give him more dots. He would try to explain why he fell and say something silly, and the Wemmicks would give him more dots. After a while he had so many dots that he didn't want to go outside. He was afraid he would do something dumb such as forget his hat or step in the water, and then people would give him another dot. In fact, he had so many gray dots that some people would come up and give him one without reason. "He deserves lots of dots," the wooden people would agree with one another. "He's not a good wooden person."

After a while Punchinello believed them. "I'm not a good Wemmick," he would say. The few times he went outside, he hung around other Wemmicks who had a lot of dots. He felt better around them.

One day he met a Wemmick who was unlike any he'd ever met. She had no dots or stars. She was just wooden. Her name was Lucia. It wasn't that people didn't try to give her stickers; it's just that the stickers didn't stick. Some admired Lucia for having no dots, so they would run up and give her a star. But it would fall off. Some would look down on her for having no stars, so they would give her a dot. But it wouldn't stay either. 'That's the way I want to be,'thought Punchinello. 'I don't want anyone's marks.' So he asked the stickerless Wemmick how she did it. "It's easy," Lucia replied. "every day I go see Eli."

"Eli?" "Yes, Eli. The woodcarver. I sit in the workshop with him." "Why?" "Why don't you find out for yourself? Go up the hill. He's there."

And with that the Wemmick with no marks turned and skipped away. "But he won't want to see me!" Punchinello cried out. Lucia didn't hear. So Punchinello went home. He sat near a window and watched the wooden people as they scurried around giving each other stars and dots. "It's not right," he muttered to himself. And he resolved to go see Eli. He walked up the narrow path to the top of the hill and stepped into the big shop. His wooden eyes widened at the size of everything. The stool was as tall as he was. He had to stretch on his tiptoes to see the top of the workbench. A hammer was as long as his arm. Punchinello swallowed hard. "I'm not staying here!" and he turned to leave. Then he heard his name.

"Punchinello?" The voice was deep and strong. Punchinello stopped. "Punchinello! How good to see you. Come and let me have a look at you." Punchinello turned slowly and looked at the large bearded craftsman. "You know my name?" the little Wemmick asked.

"Of course I do. I made you." Eli stooped down and picked him up and set him on the bench. "Hmm," the maker spoke thoughtfully as he inspected the gray circles. "Looks like you've been given some bad marks." "I didn't mean to, Eli. I really tried hard." "Oh, you don't have to defend yourself to me, child. I don't care what the other Wemmicks think." "You don't?"

No, and you shouldn't either. Who are they to give stars or dots?
They're Wemmicks just like you. What they think doesn't matter, Punchinello. All that matters is what I think. And I think you are pretty special."
Punchinello laughed. "Me, special? Why? I can't walk fast. I can't jump. My paint is peeling. Why do I matter to you?"

Eli looked at Punchinello, put his hands on those small wooden shoulders, and spoke very slowly. "Because you're mine. That's why you matter to me."
Punchinello had never had anyone look at him like this--much less his maker. He didn't know what to say.
"Every day I've been hoping you'd come," Eli explained.
"I came because I met someone who had no marks."
"I know. She told me about you."
"Why don't the stickers stay on her?"
"Because she has decided that what I think is more important than what they think. The stickers only stick if you let them."

"The stickers only stick if they matter to you. The more you trust my love, the less you care about the stickers."
"I'm not sure I understand."
"You will, but it will take time. You've got a lot of marks. For now, just come to see me every day and let me remind you how much I care." Eli lifted Punchinello off the bench and set him on the ground. "Remember," Eli said as the Wemmick walked out the door. "You are special because I made you. And I don't make mistakes."

Punchinello didn't stop, but in his heart he thought, "I think he really means it."
And when he did, a dot fell to the ground.

Happy weekend!

Happy Weekend everybody!

It has been quite a week for me. A week of big decisions and events going underway and taking place in my life. Trying to take deep breaths and go with the flow... I would like to leave you with some fun, pretty things that I found to send you off into your weekend....

Love this bag, from Poketo

This quote made me nod and laugh...because it's so true for so many these days! But take comfort in knowing you're not alone :)

And these red and white decanters - so feminine and simple. Picture from: lovey-little-things.blogspot.com

and I can't wait to pick up this book...I have been hearing rave reviews about it. It was on the Today Show, and I keep hearing about it from friends and coworkers.

then, I would curl up, and read it right here....

But until that happens, have a wonderful weekend...wherever you are, whatever you do, enjoy every moment. And remember,

Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', "This is my message to you-ou-ou"

3 birds via: http://celesse.livejournal.com/408781.html
Above pictures via: tinywhitedaisies.tumblr.com/archive
Heaven is for real book picture via Barnesandnoble.com

April 14, 2011

ABC's of faith

i love this plaque. I keep meaning to buy it year after year and i keep forgetting to. but it's a nice read, a nice reminder, even on the computer. i hope you enjoy it too.

Sing a song

I love this song....

and this oldie dixie chick tune

and a good friend shared this with me, I love it..makes me feel empowered...

and this song just makes me want to have a dance party in my pajamas...

image above via: http://vi.sualize.us/view/c26be7ec5fc930754c7cfb23e462e518/


Random confession....

When I am cooking, especially when baking...and I reach into the cupboard...I always say (to myself) 'Cups...cups cups cups cups' as I'm looking for the measuring cups, just like Fauna did in Sleeping Beauty, when she was baking the cake for Aurora...

image via: http://sylviebeads.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html

Stopping to smell the roses..

Something interesting to me happened to me over the weekend and roses have been on my mind. And because they have been on my mind, they have been popping up all over the place. (funny how that happens?). Here are some beautiful pictures of roses, just to serve as mini reminders of simple beauty in them and what they represent.

Pictures top to bottom:
Pink roses in vase: tumblr.com
Rose Grandiflora Parfait: cgi.ebay.com
ice cream cone: frenchblue-frenchblue.blogspot.com
Rosebud post earrings: etsy.com
girl with rose: absolutelyladylike.com
rose painting: etsy.com