Last Weekend

77/365: Saturday {ramble alert}

pouring rain and gusty winds stirred me awake afore my alarm ever had the chance…

I’m a fan of raining mornings…
I quite like them…

he made me smile this morning when he sent me this picture…

because we’ve been there, in Westwood, together, once before…
“just friends” at the time…

but were the Mister and I ever really just friends?
I think not…
you could call it whatever you like…
but from day one, we were drawn, like magnets, to each other…

still are…

so today, as he was there on business, this picture made me smile…

it was one of the first places we ever went together…

my first and only memory of boba…
he bought me a drink and I, unknowingly, took a sip…
some slimy chunk came up the straw and I about puked it up all over the table…

a memory to smile at…
oh and yes, I'm ready for the Mister to be back home this evening…

this morning’s pounding rain did, finally, reduce itself to a drizzle…
& I seized the day’s one and only opportunity to squeeze in a late morning run…
quite rewarding…
fresh, crisp air…
the smell of fire burning in the neighbor’s chimneys…
fascinated by the colors of a rainy day…
the way stormy weather manufactures brilliant contrast…
wet tarmac and soaked tree trunks,
juxtaposed against soft white flowers in bloom…
wispy, grey clouds moving quickly, just about the tree tops,
striking immovable, sodden foothills of deep green…

and then :) the Mister was home (insert happy dance)
a present for me in tow…

does he know me, or does he know me???

78/365: a Sunday in the life

awaking to the sound of rain on the roof
Mark 3
lovely lunch date with my man
item scored off the pottery barn clearance shelf
John Carter Imax 3d
musical art--we moved the infamous black beauty to a more prominent location & added these guys to the master bedroom

& there you have it, a Sunday in the life...

Project 365, Day 17

17/365:  Happy Valentine’s Day to Me :)

Today I went to the dentist.   

I’m thankful to be able to go to the dentist.

There was a time in our lives when we couldn’t afford it.

As I left the dentist office, with a glowing report and a steaming cup of pumpkin flavored coffee in hand, the sun had finally emerged triumphant over lingering rain clouds.  In case you haven’t quite noticed, I really do ♥ beautiful, sunshiny days. 

The road home forces me to drive by one of my favorite home décor stores.

I drove past the first entrance… “There’s nothing that I need…”

Coming up on the second entrance… “Oh, ok, I’ll just run in and have a quick look…”

When I’m in the shopping mood, I quite enjoy it… slowly perusing up and down the store’s aisles, searching its shelves for unique treasures… 

I was about to go home empty handed when I saw her.   

Hello “Black Beauty…”

Do you want to come home with me?  Yes, I think you very much do…

The price tag was reasonable, but it wasn’t exactly a bargain…

I have to really like something to pay fair market value for it.  Normally I don’t settle for anything less than a great deal…

But “Black Beauty” had my name written all over it.

I snapped a picture with my camera phone, emailed it over to Matt, typed, “Can I get this for Valentine’s day?” into the subject line and awaited his response…

I shopped some more… there were actually two “Black Beauties” in the store. 

Three minutes later I found myself standing in front of “Black Beauty” again.  Admiring.  Waiting.

Another lady walked by, “If you like it you should get it, I just saw the other one being carried up to the front.”

She was right. 

I hadn’t even noticed before, but there was only ONE “Black Beauty” left. 

I knew I could always return it if Matt didn’t like it… or rather if he didn’t like me enough to buy me this most perfect Valentine’s day gift… totally joking about that last part ;) 

My phone told me I had an email.

“Yep, not even gonna ask how much.”

So without further ado, allow me to introduce you to our new “Black Beauty.”  

This canvass is a bit outside of the box for me—who is addicted to coastal, beachy, laid-back décor style... but somehow it fits.  I grew up riding horses; the second horse I owned was all black like this one... maybe that's why it fits...