picture frames.

i started a new job last October. since then, i have spent 8 hours a day staring at a wall with one lone picture hanger. the rest of my office is neatly decorated and organized except for the wall that i am facing. co workers comment on how my office is decorated and i wonder if they could see what i see if they would still say anything.

 


their view.

 

my view.



after months of procrastinating and sometimes browsing for art for my wall i decided to create my own. i purchased some black picture frames from big lots. when i got home i realized that there weren't mats in the frames. and of course, purchasing mats is expensive. so.... i have decided to make my own.

ferris wheel at santa monica peir.

some fabric, glue and posterboard and i have turned some typical photos into colorful fun. now, if i can look at the pictures and not spend my time daydreaming about the warm places the pictures were taken, i should be good.

flower from greenhouse in DC.

Happy Valentine's Day

since my plans for the evening include my pj's, take out (yummy gyro!) and the television i thought i would post a cute picture to wish you all a happy valentine's day....

and don't worry... i am super excited about my valentine plans.



my asthmatic cat.

five years ago this month, i fell in love.

it's a rather long story about this cat who shows up on my door step, comes inside, shows me her wounds (terrible cut under her arm) and i rescue her.

Madam Isabel and her loyal subjects.

lists in the life of isabel:

favorite foods:

red meat

vodka martini (dirty, with a blue cheese stuffed olive)

favorite activities:

murdering her cat nip mice and yelling for all to witness

watching birds at the feeder

laying with anyone who will pet her (as close to their face as they will allow)

napping on the radiator

lounging on fleece

getting brushed

being told how wonderful and loved she is

glaring 

helping knit gifts

"helping knit."

dislikes:

riding in cars

hairball paste

having her nails clipped

not being the center of attention

that darn grey cat from across the street

things i love about her:

she comes when i call her (usually, she is a cat after all)

she sleeps next to me (and somehow takes up more space than i do, which is a tough thing to accomplish)

the brown spots on her otherwise pink paws

 she flops over when she wants attention

 she tries to eat what i am eating, regardless of what it is

she occasionally wheezes or snores (the wheezing is her asthma)

(* I am sure she has never actually tasted a martini, but she never stops trying to share mine.)