back to reality

leo in the snow

Friends, I have unintentionally neglected you over the past couple of weeks. I have been at home in Nashville, and somehow, miraculously, I managed to keep my computer shut for most of my trip. It felt pretty great.

It’s 2013, and I have a feeling it’s going to be a big year. I’ve got plans, hopes, expectations, and expectations that those expectations will be dashed. I anticipate changes, growth, and some snow.

I’m sitting in the Baltimore airport, in a weird transition between home and home. I doubt I’ll ever stop calling Nashville home, but my home for now is with my wonderful husband in Massachusetts. It feels good having more than one home.

I had a whirlwind time in Nashville, I got to see many friends and family members, had a lot of fun, and I don’t think I ever stopped moving. So I’m pretty excited to head back up to my quiet two-person apartment in Hamilton, Mass. There may even be some snow left for me.

I have no idea what 2013 will look like for this little piece of the web, but be sure to follow along. It could get interesting.



one more reason to stay inside

It has been raining in Massachusetts for days.

Honestly I must say I haven’t minded it. I love a good rainy day.

Particularly when going to work means moving from the bed to the couch, or if I’m feeling adventurous, the chair next to the window.

I always suspected that I would love working from home. Despite my extreme cabin fever the first few weeks I was up here, I actually enjoy being at home all day. Or most of the day. Getting out is nice too.

My only issue is focus. There are a lot of activities I can do when I’m at home and on my own work schedule. Like clean the dishes. Or do laundry. Or take a nap. Or read a book. Or clean the dishes again. Or make coffee. Or talk to my husband, when he comes home from class. Or stare out the window thinking about how much I need to start working.

It’s been a struggle.

Oh, did I tell you I’m working from home right now? Not quite full-time, but I’m doing a fair amount of work at home, and some nannying outside of the home. It’s looking like this will be my situation for the foreseeable future. And I am fine with that.

In fact, I’m quite excited about it. I never really believed something like this could work out for me. And then, all of a sudden, it just did. I’ve still got some things to work out, and I need to find some more work to fill the gaps (got something for me to write?), but if all goes well, this will be my life for a while.

Oh, and another thing about working from home? My second home. Coffee shops.

I can’t tell you how many times I sat in a coffee shop and thought to myself, “if only I had a job that I could do from a coffee shop!” I feel like a real live writer when I work in a coffee shop. I’m pretty sure everyone else around me is jealous.

If anyone has any tips on how to stay focused at home (Who am I kidding. Not just at home. Anywhere.), please enlighten me. I tried making a schedule, which helped…sort of. I thought about setting a timer for my breaks between working, but then I forgot.

We’re still working on this, as you can see.

Hope your days are sunnier than mine.



p.s. my wonderfully observant husband pointed out to me that my most recent post title made it sound like our microwave was alive. Hopefully you read on to realize that was not what I meant. But if not, I hope the title gave you a good laugh.

decoration station

We’ve finally got our home (mostly) decorated. I’ve still got a pile of clothes in my room that doesn’t have a home yet, and I haven’t found a place for all of our artwork (and we need A LOT more), but we’re basically settled.

Wanna see it?


Here is a picture of our living room, facing toward our window and “breakfast nook.” Excuse the iPhone pictures while my camera is out of service. I loved that window so much and have always wanted a little area where two people can sit comfortably and read and drink coffee together. So we did some maneuvering to make it work. I’m quite pleased.

Another angle of the living room for your viewing pleasure.

We didn’t have anything big to go over the couch, so for now I’ve hung a couple of my mom’s paintings. It’s a bit bare, but it’s better than completely bare, am I right? Maybe this post will convince her to bring up a big painting.

As I mentioned earlier, we don’t have much art. So instead of trying to make three small pictures span the entire wall over the television, I made them part of this cart set-up. So far they are the only artwork on this wall. Marshall thought I was crazy when I told him my idea, but I really like it.

On a side note, while I’m on the subject…I don’t know much about hanging art. I read design blogs, and I have read a lot about gallery walls. I thought about adding a couple more pieces to start a gallery wall, but I didn’t have enough, so I stuck with the trio of photos. I had no idea what it would look like when I put them up, but the idea came into my head, I liked it, so I did it.

I think it’s helpful when decorating your home to read up on design, see what other people are doing, what works and what doesn’t. But if you find something you like, or if you want to experiment with something, just do it. You’ll be a lot happier in the end, even if no one else understands.

Like right here, I’m breaking the rule of three. But you know what, I had two of these paintings, and I wanted to put them in our entryway, so I did it. I can always change it later if Martha Stewart comes over and complains.

This right here, my friends, is one of my favorite wedding presents. My French guinea. Isn’t he wonderful? He pecks at my books but aside from that he’s the perfect coffee table accessory.

And lest you think I’m too fancy, the other half of my coffee table sports a bunch of old records, some flea market irons, and a ceramic whiskey bottle my mom found in my grandparents’ attic. Or basement. Or it could have been anywhere, honestly. That place was a veritable goldmine.

And last but not least, the bedroom. Well, that’s not the whole place, but it’s about all there is worth showing. I’m pretty pleased with it! I just can’t wait to snuggle up in here when the snow starts falling. I know, I’m obsessed.

Happy Labor Day! Every day is Labor Day for me these days.



DIY! and a puppy fix.

Sooo I have to admit that I’ve never been much of a DIY-er. I love the idea of it, but in practice, it’s not really my strong suit. I’d much rather find something that someone else has already DIY-ed, or honestly I’d rather have something old and cool than something re-done.

But yesterday, I mentioned our need for a mini-ottoman now that we can’t put our feet up on the coffee table from our club chairs, and I had a very specific idea of what I wanted it to look like. Marshall’s response was “so basically a mini table with a pillow on top of it,” in typical man form. But in his defense, he was correct.

So he suggested (yes, he suggested) that we run over to some antique shops looking for a mini table to upholster. And we found one! Well, we actually found one that already had upholstery on it, so we are just going to add some batting and re-upholster it.

My only problem is that I’m struggling a wee little bit over the fabric. I’m on my second set of swatches. I believe I’ve decided on something reddish, but (another reason DIY intimidates me) I’m really picky, and if I don’t like something, I’m never going to like it, so I have to make sure I love the fabric! I made the mistake of taking Marshall with me to the fabric store yesterday. Neither of us will ever make that mistake again, I can assure you.

Hopefully soon I will be able to show you the end product, but for now I have a little red table with old, faded flowers on top of it.

Oh, and here’s your puppy fix:

She went to the lake the other day with her adopted daddy, Mikie. Seems like she’s got a pretty good set-up down there!


DIY me

greetings from your newly northern friend

Well, here we are guys! I officially live in Hamilton, Mass. I’ve missed you, and hopefully you have missed me too. I’m sure you have.

I’m at a writing workshop right now, so hopefully by the end of it I’ll be on my way to editorial perfection. I can feel the transformation happening already.

We got in late Sunday night, like, too late for this girl, but it felt g00d waking up in our bed. Even if it was in the middle of the floor amidst dozens of boxes. We dragged ourselves out of bed with visions of Starbucks dancing in our heads, and somehow we powered through a day of unpacking. Our living room went from this:

To this:

In a matter of hours. Piles of trash and boxes located directly behind the camera 🙂

As you can see, we have a fabulous window in our main room, and I wanted to create a little spot where Marshall and I could sit and eat breakfast together. It took some maneuvering, but I think I worked it out well enough.

So far our taste of New England has included cool breezes, fresh produce, fried seafood, and varying degrees of Bostonian accents. I love it already. We have received cookies and muffins from welcoming neighbors, and I don’t miss southern hospitality, yet.

I do miss the pets though. I’m afraid that won’t leave me until they are back in my arms, but I’m trying so hard to be strong.

It’s good to be back talking to you guys (yeah right!) y’all, hopefully once our internet is working at home it will be business as usual. I’ve got so much more to tell you! And if you’re good, I’ll show you some of the writing I’ve been doing at the workshop.


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