Saturday, January 18, 2014

bucket list

I think most people have one?  Mine is less about things I want to accomplish and more about things I want to accumulate. 
Less exciting and more greedy. 
In college, we toured a Herman Miller Dealer.  The purpose of the tour was to learn about systems furniture (cubicles), but we couldn't help but learn about a handful of Design Greats during the process.  Major contributors to Midcentury Modern style. 
That's when I first fell in love with this chair:

I will be an official grown up when I own this chair.  In my own library.  With my own husband reclining in it as I bring him the morning paper and his coffee.  And then I'll sit down next to him in my matching Eames Lounge Chair and Ottoman. We'll look out the window at the rolling hills outside.  I'll say with a happy sigh, "Honestly." (that's a word I'll use a lot when I'm older)
Then I'll ask what time it is.
And we'll listen. 
Because down the hall will be:
our Howard Miller (or some other) Grandfather Clock -
ready to chime on the 1/4, 1/2, 3/4, and top of the hour. 
we'll listen for
our Chalet Black Forest Cuckoo Clock to sing.
Then I'll say, "I should really get the sheep their breakfast."


Tuesday, January 7, 2014

and here's the thing

Christmas this year?  Was pretty eventful.  And by eventful, I mean full of events.  Like everyone in my family contracting strep throat.  Also our (new) furnace quit working.  5 times in 7 days.  And on the day right before Christmas eve, when my furnace was out, I thought it a good idea to bake.  You know, to keep my house toasty.  Which worked as well as it can when it's freezing Minnesota December outside and one space heater plus an oven inside. 

AND THEN, I popped some cinnamon rolls from my sweet friend Anna into the oven.  I was puttering around the kitchen.  When I heard sparks and saw FLAMES SHOOTING OUT OF MY OVEN.  Which was when my oven became dead to me. 

The good news is: now I have a new oven! 

Merry Christmas to me.

In other good news: our furnace is working again. 

In additional good news:  we no longer have strep.