oh geez

Life got busy so here is another oh-geez-i-got-behind-on-my-blog post.

My beautiful in-laws came to visit from Florida and weathered some really awful er.. weather to hang out with us and to take me to an Eagles concert. They are great and I am beyond lucky to have gotten such wonderful bonus parents.

Nanny celebrated another birthday and is still the most strikingly graceful women I have ever met.

My dad turned 60 and I forgot to take a picture! But please don’t let that reflect poorly on him because he is just the greatest. I told him after the birthday celebration that I look forward to the next 60 with him.

Our cats are still jerks.

And most importantly my best friend had her baby! I could just burst with happiness when I’m around them.


it’s not so bad


I get it. It’s cold. And snowy. And icy. It sucks.

Okay now that we have established that can we just take a second to see how pretty it is. Yesterday I watched feathery snowflakes sift passed our bedroom window. The cats were laid out on the bed and the view outside was charming. I chose to walk to work last week cause I figured it was better than driving downtown on slick roads to drop off and pick up Mark. It proved to be good for my soul to experience winter in it’s fullest. It will also make those first warm days of spring that much sweeter.





This is the 100th post on the blog! So I’m sharing some things that I love about our tiny little house along with lots of links to past posts. I was going to do 100 things but I got to about 32 and realized that it was way too much commitment and no one wants to read me waxing poetic about a washing machine.

• Our dining room set. It was a very special gift and it’s holds some of our favorite memories. We fill it up regularly with friends, food, projects, and sometimes even cats.

• Dry sauna capabilities. This is especially appreciated during these 0 degree days. Besides my insistence on it not being cold in here this place really does hold heat well. Our attic bedroom gets downright unbearable if you’re not careful.

• It’s so tiny. It’s so much easier to keep a little space like this neat and tidy. I usually just have to turn around to put something away. When I was young and stupid I would fight with my mom about how I hated our little house and couldn’t wait to live in a mansion. She would laugh and say “well have fun cleaning it”. I don’t mind the size and only notice how small it is when we try to cram 20 people in here.

• It feels like a treehouse. I’ve always wanted to live in a tree house and this is pretty close. I love the way the sun projects the branches onto our walls and how we have a stair garden in the summer. Our bedroom is in the attic and I call it our birds nest because it’s so high up and cozy.

• One more show. We got our couch on Craigslist from an adorable couple that I still run into once in a while. It’s shockingly sturdy and so so pretty. Mark and I will sit on that thing for hours binge watching shows and when an episode ends I hold my breath waiting for Mark to say “one more show” before hitting the controller.

• Our great big yard. Ok it’s not that big but it’s huge for a city yard. It’s best when the fire pit is set up and surrounded by friends. Also when Mark is grilling something wonderful. I’m looking forward to giving it a little facelift this spring and spending more time out there.

• It’s filled with things we love. Almost every thing on our walls and shelves are things that hold special memories. Our No Cheating No Dying poster, the Columbus illustration, my Grandmas spice rack, Jesse’s framed bugs and plants, wedding photos, Sara’s M&M sign

• Our neighborhood. Our house sits on a little brick road in a great neighborhood. It’s walking distance to downtown and the short north and is filled with it’s own gems like Katalinas. We have a couple of friends that live nearby and I love running into them on the way home or at the grocery store.

• Some of my favorite times are right after we clean the whole place and Mark picks up his guitar. He’ll strum away while I work on the blog or cut quilt squares. It’s so peaceful.

Decorating for Christmas. There is something intoxicating about the smell of a roast in the oven with Bing Crosby humming out Christmas tunes, the soft white lights all strung up, and a humble little tree all made up.

twenty fourteen

Year of the Cat

It’s only been three days. But I’m feeling really good about 2014. Really good.

We welcomed in the year at our friend Monkee’s annual Glitter & Doom party. Each year they construct a ball to lower from their two story home. The first year was a glittery sphere of decent size which Monkee lowered in a silk robe (I remember it being unseasonably warm that year). Each year the ball has gotten bigger and brighter. This year though, man did they over do themselves. Hovering high above us was a metal reconstruction of their cat Netflix. Pieces of metal welded together, painted and covered with furry cloth. It was a masterpiece. And as if this was not enough there was also beams of light shooting out of it’s eyes and fog coming from it’s mouth. Take that Times Square.

2014 Dancing

We danced the night away and when we were all too exhausted to go on we filled ourselves with gas station subs and went to bed. Friends slept on our couch and living room floor. Morning came and I was giddy with the idea of whipping up a big ol’ breakfast. The kind that sustains you until dinner. I feared that everyone would awake in my breakfast-making haste and apologize for having you get on with their day. But instead there were no plans made and we all lazily gathered around a beautiful spread of eggs, bacon, toast, oranges, and tiny donuts. The feeling of a whole day with no obligations is one that I cherish most. It was the perfect way to start the year.

New Years Breakfast

Jesse and Fran

let’s catch up

There are just too many things that I haven’t gotten around to creating full posts of. So let’s just do a quick catch up.

If you spread anything between crepes and stack until cake sized it will be amazing. This one was a blueberry and honey cream crepe cake for my sweet Jesse’s birthday.

It’s hard to get up when this is happening.

My mother reading a story to Fran. (She will try to tell you otherwise but don’t listen, she is reading a book to a cat.)

Marathon Champ
I ran a marathon!! Okay maybe I’ll elaborate on that one later.

dressed: quirky wedding wear

Quirky Wedding Outfit

Never have I danced so hard. Our friends Jim & Ann got married a couple of months ago at a beautiful Country Club in Illinois. It was one of those weddings that makes you want to do it all over again. Everything was beautiful and thoughtful. And fun. So much fun! At the close of every song I would say “I need a break!” but then the next song would be another “this is my favorite song!”. Even Mark who usually only dances to New Order (and there was some of that) was on the dance floor half the night. I snapped Polaroids the entire day and at the end of the night shoved them in the card to the Newlyweds. Waiting for your wedding pictures is the hardest. It’s nice to have a few shots to hold you over.

Quirky Wedding Outfit 2

Quirky Wedding Outfit 3

Scalloped Cardigan: Tigertree
Cat Dress: Anthropologie (the one purchased on our honeymoon)
Black Tights: Target
Black Heals: Aldo
Arrowhead Earrings: Tigertree
Hot Pink Lipstick: Revlon’s Just Bitten in Flame

this and that

Our finicky Mary got pretty sick and gave us a good scare. | She is feeling better now though and is starting to get back to her crabby self.

Said bye to our friend Anna who is heading off to Grad School. Can’t wait to go visit her! | Who knew that basketballs are a babies best friend.

Mama Sue came to visit and we spent a beautiful day walking the zoo (maybe not the best idea after running 13 miles) | Taken to eating lunch at the nearby park. It makes my packed lunch seam a lot fancier.

Balloon Toss competition at our friends birthday party (Mark almost won – almost doesn’t count). | There was also a dangerously large fire and I realized that I have become a total mom cause it scared the crap out of me.

Mark hates selfies. | This girl can’t get enough.

the story of cat-friend

There are always cats on my walk home and I call out to each of them. Most of them glare at me from their comfy concrete sofa. Some of them dash behind a bush. A few will come close enough to taunt me before running back home. Until Cat-Friend.

cat friend

She bounded towards me offering all her friendship and love. Wildly pushing her face into my hands and swishing her tail across my legs.

don't leave

I wished her fair-well and see-you-soon but she followed me on.

please don't leave

When I explained that I really needed to get home she collapse on her back, pleading for me to stay. “Fine, okay, how can I say no”.

okay bye
And once she had my eternal love and affection she decided I was boring and it was time for a bath. Cats!