a week in color

I saw this idea on several blogs and it looked really fun! Hopefully, I can keep up. For every day of the week, there is a corresponding color. I'll be taking a picture to every day to capture color. This goes as follows;

Monday = Yellow
Tuesday = Blue or Turqoiuse
Wednesday = Green
Thursday = Whites, Browns or Blacks
Friday = Oranges
Saturday = Red or Pink
Sunday = day off, lol

rooted........

made in the home of lisa

Perhaps you'd like to zoom in...keep zooming....a little more......there. And I am, most assuredly, the worst photographer ever. Michael helped me with the pliers :) as I did not have the strength to twist the little tiny, itsy bitsy, piece of wire.

i think we've been robbed!

The floor is finally finished. Doesn't it look beautiful? This is my parents living room in Oregon. Thought I would show it off :)! I love the view through those large windows (the Hawthornes are in bloom). I say leave the furniture out because I want to take a nap in the little patch of sun.

pyramids in europe?

Well, thats the word on the street. Check it out here. You have to admit that this is pretty exciting! Never say that something is impossible until you can prove that it's not.

label...

Like many many people, I've spent a lot of time trying to define myself. Or label myself, if you will. I never could figure out where I belonged and still to this day don't really know. There are so many things that I love and enjoy that are on opposite ends of the spectrum from each other. Like movies. I love chick flicks and some days I have to wind down with one after work (Emma, Pride and Predjudice, About A Boy). But I also love action movies (anything Bond, Jackie Chan, Equillibrium, The Transporter) and when I'm feeling particularly excited I just have to sit down and watch one.

I love watching the grace of ballet and the all-out energy of martial arts.
I love celtic music and techno.
I love skirts and overalls.
I love cowboy hats and berets.
I love vegetarian sandwiches and a nice juicy steak.

I guess what I'm trying to get at is that I don't have to fit in with just any one group. There's a line from one of my favorite movies (Anne of Green Gables, don't you dare laugh :) that goes like this;

"It's not who you are but what you bring to the world that matters."

Think on it...

homesickness...

No matter how hard I try to not think of it, my thoughts always drift towards home. This isn't a picture of my parents house or anything...it's just an old homestead that has been run down. Cows wander in and out like they own the place. But I always remember seeing it and loving it for what it was and is. I've penned it and maybe i'll post a picture of that one of these days. When I think back on memories of growing up, this place pops into my mind. I think that all of us can have a connection with a place or a thing as well as with people.

more shoes...

Yes....I've caved once again. They were on sale, how could i not buy them? I've been lining up outfits in my head too. Silly me, so silly.

castle for sale

Looking to relocate? You can have all this for only 25 million euros. 450 acres of stunning scenery in the heart of Ireland. I'm bidding...who's with me?