Wednesday, June 6, 2012

dreaming of red and teal kitchens

For those of you who have forgotten, our new kitchen looks like this:


As you can see, there is a gap above the cupboards that I intend to fill with colourful objects like this:


EAT Red Metal Letters
letters


And this:



Because I really dig this colour combo (+ black obviously)

Kitchen ideas: I love these colours but will they become dated too quickly?!
source

 But because I'm poor, I'm going to create and paint my own letters red:

image source and diy instructions

So far, words on the table are: Eat, Drink, Love

Update: Ok, I lied, I'm not making plaster letters anymore. We opted for wood which I then spray painted red. Apparently, according to my husband and father in law, I am a messy spray painter who sprays too much paint. I say better done and fully covered than sitting there waiting for someone to do the work!

Only a little longer before I start pulling it all together. I'm so excited.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

old news

I've developped a new habit lately: listening to CBC news on the radio during my daily commute.

I think this means the following things:

1. I'm officially old. (ish). That I actually want to know more about the world around me than pop music, most of which I really could care less about. This caring less about adds to said oldness factor under consideration. In fact, I can hear it in the back of my head already: "music today sucks, when I was young we had.... " Yeah. Like I said with the oldness being on its way!

2. I actually know shit about what's happening in the world and don't have to pull the innocent, just listening to your opinion look anymore. I actually know about the plane crash and the murders and the failed talks, etc, etc.



3. I am reminded what actually knowing shit feels like: frustration over the fact that all the news feels salacious and negative. I start feeling like a hater some days. On the other hand, I suppose the longer you listen, the more you become aware of news cycles. Right now it's negative (murders, bath salt drugs, eating faces, sending body parts) but also positive because people are getting caught quickly. Either way, I become aware of how opinionated I am when I start listening to things and forming informed opinions again.

Oy vey. What a world

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