Sick Day(s)

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I’m not one to catch a bug and be out of commission for two days, but apparently there’s an exception to every rule. I’m on my second sick day right now, and it’s really no fun. My fever comes and goes, but the nose is constantly running, the throat is constantly hurting, and then there are the coughing fits. Oh my. Yesterday I was able to muster enough strength to make a quick batch of vegetable alphabet soup. Brett grabbed the ingredients (he is sick too, but doing a better job of fighting it off than I am…arg), and I made the soup while he napped. I cut up three carrots and three celery stalks, and let them soak and cook in vegetable broth over medium heat until they were softened. Then I let the soup work up to a boil, added alphabet noodles to the mix, and two handfuls of chopped baby kale. We filled our bowls, watched two episodes of Girls, and maybe, just maybe, we felt a little bit better. Brett flew off to Ohio for work, so I’m back at my apartment with my windows open, pillows and blankets piled high, and a nightstand filled with remedies. Hopefully this sickness decides it has had enough of me soon, but until then I’ve got an Elle magazine with my name on it, and a DVR filled with Chelsea Lately and Teen Mom ; )

There’s Just Something About Gold Polka Dots…

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That get me a little giddy! When I saw the note-cards above online last year, I simply couldn’t resist. I added them to my cart and had them purchased faster than you can say OnlineShoppingIsDangerouslyEasy. And recently, gold polka dots have been creeping their way back into my life, and I don’t mind it.

Creeping Incident #1: The Case of the DIY Tumblers
Look at this DIY Gold Foil Tumblers and tell me you don’t want to drop everything you are doing, go to Michael’s craft store, and start crafting… I won’t believe you. They’re so freakin cute I need them in my life. (I’m picturing them on shorter glasses, but the tall ones are still presh.) Need.

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Creeping Incident #2: The Case of the Up In The Air Somewhere Etsy Shop
Like seriously just hold the phone for a second and take a look at the White and Gold Dot Dish. Major swoon! And, I know this is about polka dots and all but stripes are their best friends and I also need that Gold Zag Tray in my life.

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Creeping Incident #3: The Case of the Polka Dot Love Me Print
My sister is the greatest (and coolest, prettiest, smartest) sister around and hooked me up with this Polka Dot Love Me print. Ob.Sessed. It arrived today at work and I can’t wait to bring it home, hang it up, and show it off.

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Gehrie Botanica

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How pretty is this? Like…really pretty, right?

I saw this hanging in Brett’s sister and brother-in-law’s (aka the parents of Elizabeth Rebecca) apartment and it was love at first sight. The color! The texture! My oh my! Turns out Adam’s mom is a crazy talented artist and it was a print of one of her pieces. Even cooler.
But wait…it gets better. When Adam’s mom came into town for Elizabeth’s naming ceremony, she brought me a print of my own. I just may be the luckiest girl in Manhattan, huh? Brett framed and matted my new baby for me, and we hung it up in my apartment last weekend. Totally in love. (With the print…. oh, and the boyfriend.)
It’s hanging right next to the Fork, Spoon and Knife print that I blogged about a few months ago. (Brett actually got me both of those prints for Chrismakkuh, but we still need to find a home for that too-cute top bun!)

Visit Cynthia’s Etsy Shop to see more!

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Sad Day

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I get pretty rattled by news like what happened in Boston today, as I’m sure we all do. I considered avoiding the subway, walking home from work, and skipping my spinning class… but instead squeezed myself into a crowded subway car with hundreds of other New Yorkers, and sweat my butt off at the gym with twenty other members. So glad I did both. Being on the subway reminded me that this city (and all cities, towns, places, etc.) is filled with good people, and we are all fighting our own battles and maybe we need to take a step back and cut each other (and ourselves) a little slack. And thank goodness for my Monday night spin instructor, who is just the right amount of motivational. She told us that the only thing we can really do to help improve the world is to constantly and consistently work to improve and better ourselves. (She also ended the class by screaming at us “You are love! You are light! You are wisdom!” A little cheesy, but I loved it!) The self is extremely important but, as I am reminded today, the collective good is also vital; we need to focus on both.

From Mr. Roger‘s Parenting Book:
“When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping,'” he wrote. “To this day, especially in times of ‘disaster,’ I remember my mother’s words and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers – so many caring people in this world.”

And from comedian Patton Oswalt:
The vast majority stands against that darkness and, like white blood cells attacking a virus, they dilute and weaken and eventually wash away the evil doers and, more importantly, the damage they wreak. This is beyond religion or creed or nation. We would not be here if humanity were inherently evil. We’d have eaten ourselves alive long ago.
So when you spot violence, or bigotry, or intolerance or fear or just garden-variety misogyny, hatred or ignorance, just look it in the eye and think, “The good outnumber you, and we always will.”

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Happy Friday… not.

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I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. Hard core. I slept through (aka turned off) all of my “go to the gym!” alarms this morning and when I finally did wake up, it was grey outside and I could hear the rain and it was late and ugh. Brett was the unfortunate recipient of my morning whines; our conversation this morning went something like this:

A: baaaaaaaaabeeeee
B: yes??
A: i’m having the worst day everrrr
B: you just woke up…
A: i knowww but it’s just so bad
B: ….
A: baaaaaaaaaabeeeeee

What he was probably thinking was “omg please get over it, stop talking and get in the shower so I can sleep for ten more minutes” but he held his tongue. Love him for that. (Thank you, B!)

It was POURING when we got outside, we had to skip our morning Starbucks run, and then I got to work and my computer was refusing to connect to the internet or the network. Man oh man, life was rough this morning. But then I got some peanut butter into my system, followed by the rest of my iddy biddy chocolate bunnies and, thank goodness, it’s Pizza Friday at work so I just had two slices and things are finally, maybe, starting to look up. My eyes are on the clock, and I only have four things on my to-do list standing between me and the weekend which consists mostly of babies and scrabble (it’s National Scrabble Day tomorow) and naps. Let the countdown begin! I’m ready for this day (and this week) to be long gone.

(On the bright side, it was briefly warm enough to go bare-legged this week, and I did so on Wednesday. Which is what that picture at the top is of… unrelated to this post, yes, but I didn’t really think posting a picture of my grumpy crabby rainy Friday face was the best option.)

They’re Real!

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Just a quick little ode to my new favorite mascara: Benefit They’re Real.

If I had to pick one beauty product I couldn’t live without, it would be mascara. I rarely leave home with bare lashes, and usually have a mascara somewhere in my bag in case of emergencies. I probably have 12 different kinds at home in my drawer, but They’re Real has quickly become my go-to since trying it for the first time last month. Obsessed.

And, just in case you were thinking I suddenly became a one-trick/one-mascara pony, fear not. I still start my regimen with Dior’s Maximizer, follow it up with a coat of They’re Real, and then top everything off with a few swipes of Chanel’s Inimitable Intense.

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Lilly Pulitzer

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In order to honor Lilly Pulitzer, who passed away earlier this week, here’s a link to some great desktop wallpapers of her iconic prints. They are a great way to brighten up your work space and start thinking about summer : )

Did you know: Lilly started juicing citrus grown at her family’s groves at a juice stand but was always covered in juice stains at the end of the day. She designed her first shift dress as a way to mask the stains and the rest is history!

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101 Update

Since I (sort of) celebrated my 100th Post below, I thought it was only appropriate to use my 101st Post to give a 101 in 1001 Days update!

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I have crossed four more things off my list starting with #47 Get Another Stamp In My Passport… and I actually got two last month! Both from my (quick!) trips to Italy. I also took the plunge into Bloomingdale’s denim department and #76 Found a New Favorite Pair of Jeans: Citzens of Humanity’s Avedon skinny jeans are my new best friends. I got two different washes and will be going back for the black very soon. Highly recommend these babies, I want to live in them. I don’t know if you noticed… but I #36 Blogged Every Day for 2 Weeks! Go me! I sort of got into a groove, so I’ll try to keep it up. And, last but not least, Brett and I have #37 Kept a Basil Plant Alive for More Than a Month. For real! And he continues to grow strong. Proud mom over here.

So nine down, ninety two to go… bring it!

Happy Hundredth Post!

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Happy 100th Post Day, Blog!!

I disappeared for a few days because I was procrastinating about my 100th post! I wanted to do something 100-themed, but was being lazy. And, in the mean time, I came across a few other things that I really want to share!

So here it is: my lame little 100th blog post. Mostly just so I can move on to things I’m a little more excited about. If I pull it together, maybe I’ll post a list of my 100 Favorite Things or something like that just so I feel a little better about myself and Blog feels like it got the 100th Post Celebration she deserves.

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