Your moment of zen.

June 13, 2013 § Leave a comment

Courtesy of Uncles Tom and Lorenzo.

“Shoes, unlike children, should be seen.”


perfect office space.

February 10, 2013 § Leave a comment



This dude’s office space is in a sand box. It would not work at an office – the germs would be awful – and it would not work at home with kitties, but how awesome is this idea?

h/t inspirez

I don’t want to grow up.

November 26, 2012 § Leave a comment

I had the biggest proposal of my life that I worked harder than I’ve worked in my life. I was proud of it. But I also knew I was human, and had this little itch. Turns out that little itch was the addressee on the cover letter…discovered after it was sent.

So all of the hard work, thoughtfulness, and detail I put into that proposal will be forgotten, and it will be remembered for the last minute mistake.

This was also the first time I had this much responsibility on my shoulders.

I didn’t like it. It was too much pressure to do well. And even when I did well, I’m sunk.

For a while now, I’ve been dealing with this back and forth on adulthood. I’m well into my thirties, but seriously can’t give up the innocence of childhood. In fact, I want to start a new adult playground. A coffee shop with a table with swings:

A room for naps in the middle of the day:

A room full of sand to play in and build castles…

Seriously…find an old building, fill it with swings, naps and sand…perhaps a coffee shop, bar…think about it.


November 26, 2012 § 1 Comment

I adore naps. They are necessary. They are lovely. They are why I am sane.

When I was in college, my roomie Kara and I would get back to our dorm room around 3:00 after class, and I would take the futon, she would take the loveseat. The TV was set to the three hours of Seinfeld and the Simpsons, we’d fall asleep, and then be awoken by our friends to get food in the cafeteria before close. It was the best schedule of my life.

I want one of these.

The Ostrich pillow. I want it so bad. I might be able to make it through my day.



November 2, 2012 § Leave a comment

My newest guilty pleasure is the show Revenge. I’m a little late to the game, as is frequently the case. I don’t have television at home other than internet, and I typically watch things as they come up on Netflix, which means I’m usually about three years behind. I’m still waiting for Season 5 Mad Men. Sigh.

Anyway, it’s now a guilty pleasure. And I’m not sure if it’s because it’s good, or because I have an affinity for the name Gabriel Mann. He’s an actor in the show, but he isn’t who I associate the name with…this is:


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