Sooo, my lease is up at the end of October, and Sweet Pea needs a balcony, so that means that it is time to move! I have been glued to Craigs List for the past month (or so.. hahahaha) and I ran across an ad for a cute little house in Arlington. It must have been fate, because I am not even looking to move to Arlington. This little house has been vexing me all day... it is my childhood home. We lived there from when I was around 3 years old until 4th grade. Part of me wants to move back, to return to these walls that embody my best years from childhood. I remember it vividly: the yard filled with apple & pear trees, the front porch where I played with all the neighbor kids, the living room with light blue walls and whispy sheer white curtains, the dining room where my mom used to sew at the table, the fireplace that I loved to sit in front of to dry my long hair. Could I live in Arlington again? If I ever did, this would surely be the place. Is it a sign that I should move there... I am looking for a place and my childhood home is empty? I expressed a little bit of my frustration to dma and he followed with this advice: the past should stay in the past. As with all good advice, I am sure he learned this the hard way... probably best to take heed; to keep my simple childhood vision intact. thanks man :)
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Sep 30: My Old House
Sooo, my lease is up at the end of October, and Sweet Pea needs a balcony, so that means that it is time to move! I have been glued to Craigs List for the past month (or so.. hahahaha) and I ran across an ad for a cute little house in Arlington. It must have been fate, because I am not even looking to move to Arlington. This little house has been vexing me all day... it is my childhood home. We lived there from when I was around 3 years old until 4th grade. Part of me wants to move back, to return to these walls that embody my best years from childhood. I remember it vividly: the yard filled with apple & pear trees, the front porch where I played with all the neighbor kids, the living room with light blue walls and whispy sheer white curtains, the dining room where my mom used to sew at the table, the fireplace that I loved to sit in front of to dry my long hair. Could I live in Arlington again? If I ever did, this would surely be the place. Is it a sign that I should move there... I am looking for a place and my childhood home is empty? I expressed a little bit of my frustration to dma and he followed with this advice: the past should stay in the past. As with all good advice, I am sure he learned this the hard way... probably best to take heed; to keep my simple childhood vision intact. thanks man :)
Sep 24: 3 Day
So, new dan broke his computer... who knew the Seattle PI would have malware? For the past week, he as been relocated to Mr. Wise's nice, bright corner office (not too shabby new dan!). Today, he had prime viewing of the Susan G. Komen 3-day walk! It was encouraging to see so many people walking, and yet completely sad at the same time, knowing that every single person walking has had a loved one who's life has been turned upside down because of breast cancer. It was hard for me to watch the walkers; part of me sad for those I have lost to breast cancer (my dear aunt julie), part of me so utterly filled to the brim with gratitude for those who have battled and survived (cindy - you are amazing!), and a little emotional thinking of those who are at the early stages of treatment right now (someone near and dear). yeah, so basically, I was a misty eyed sniffling wreck as I watched the walkers. I don't know how they do it. kudos to them, big big kudos ;)Sep 22: Remember the Moment
Most of the time, I am pretty calm, laid back, cheerful or whatever. But one thing that is lurking under my sweet, professional demeanor is a twinge of sadness that my life is so... not normal. And, for the most part, I don't want it to be. Time has slipped by and it is just weird to me that I, a person who is pretty darn down to earth, wouldn't just fall into the normal path of life... college, work, marriage, house, kids. Even scarier is that I just don't feel like those things are going to happen. I dunno, its just wierd to me & every now and then really drags me down. Today, though, today I cherished my single lady freedom & went for an evening photo shoot with dma. The waterfront was pretty as usual, the salty air was refreshing, per usual, but what struck me the most was ... this is Wednesday. It is the middle of the darn week & we are just goofing around. If I *did* have the traditional marriage/house/kids (& dog???) a Wednesday would have probably been filled with homework, referring a childish battle of some sort & baking cookies for the Mr. to take to work or something.
Instead, I was free to do whatever I wanted, free to enjoy a nice stroll along with waterfront, free to admire the sparkly lights of Seattle from Alki. This isn't my best picture of the watefront from a compositional standpoint, but I wanted to take a picture to remember the moment.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Sep 20: Roswell
Sep 17: Botan in the Rain
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Sep 13: No Studio

Shoot!!! I had too much fun chatting with my friends from work that I didn't take any pics during movie night. sad. Instead, I figured that now would be a good time to update the progress of my dining room conversion. At first, I thought this would be future home of my studio. However, the more I think about it, I am so much more of a natural light person, so a studio is not really gonna work for me... instead, I made this space into a little office. Pretty, yes?
Sep 12: Meatball MADNESS
Sep 11: Sunrise
Sep 8: My Gift
I was on a mission: I need new perfume. I spent about 45 minutes in Ulta spraying fragrances on little cards trying to figure out something that is sophisticated, unique, and subtle. In the end? I walked out of the place with my current love of the past year: No. 3 from the Dolce & Gabana's anthology collection. Hey, if it ain't broke; don't fix it. Even if it smells like really, really nice soap.Monday, September 13, 2010
Sep 1: grrr traffic
Sooo... I *thought* that it would be nice to head up to A-Town to visit the fam... well, traffic took a turn for the worst and I ended up in one spot on I-5 for almost three hours! Thats long enough to watch three episodes of Haven! Luckily, I had my handy evo with me to keep track of the latest news & update my Facebook status ;) (Oh, and the reason for the stall? A stupid gunman on the loose. scary!)
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