Posts Tagged ‘clock’

wishful shopping

February 27, 2010

I promised myself that we’d spend the year paying down our debt. Not that I have a ton of debt but when you’re tying to save for bigger things and also pay to send your child to private preschool in New York City you are bound to feel broke. I even wrote myself a feel good email about the bigger picture. About how we are working towards bigger things, prettier life events, that make all the small little purchases seem worthless. I really feel everything I wrote but I’ll be damn – there are a lot of little things I still *really* *really* want. Like these goodies from Anthropologie. I’m just saying… the old school swivel clock that looks like it belongs in a locker room would be so pretty on the half wall between my kitchen and living room. A little something to break up all the sweetness going on in that space. And I’ve wanted to start a key collection for a while. No idea why, I’m just saying. So yes, I need the key. And how phh-urty are the soap and lotion bottles with the bronzed nozzles and the equally phh-urty wire holder.

clock via Anthropologies

key via Anthropologies

soap & lotion with wire rack via Anthropologies

Hmm, just noticed the swivel clock is only 6.25″ in diameter. I officially have no use for it. Bummer.

the end and the begining

December 31, 2009

source of image unknown, via Design Hole

I’m so proud to say that I accomplished most of what I set out to do this year. And so much of what I did I want to do again in this new year. I want to keep baking and testing out new recipes. I want to capture more silly moments in photos. I want to absorb myself in my son and I want to keep teaching him and shaping him. He’s going to make a fine young man one day and I’m tickled with joy knowing that what I show him now will have a great impact on the wonderful person he will be. I’ve made some dazzling home updates which I hope to share here on Beautiful Living.

We didn’t participate in random celebrations nearly enough. I’ll work on that.

I’m not as free as I once was. I hold on to so much more in my older age but this year I vow to capture some of that free spirit that made my life so perfect and brilliant in my 20s.

So good bye to the end of a decade and hello new life! I’ve been eager to meet you.


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