ah, sad times, indeed

I spoke to Zab last night, and she told me about a TED guy who was speaking about happiness. Specifically, he mentioned that happy people tend to have substantial personal relationships in their lives (i.e. love, but it doesn't have to be the romantic kind), and they tend to enjoy their work. I think I've got half of that equation going (despite recently being told off "for good" by a disgruntled ex-boyfriend - long story - if you really want to hear about the only drama that's occured in my life for ages, feel free to send a comment and I will dish, because in general, I never have any gossip to share, but at times have a secret desire to BE a gossip). enjoy my work though? I don't know. I can't say it's terrible, and I do actually enjoy it at times, but overall, I would describe myself as a corporate drone. anyways, this is all to say that after two snow-days spent at home (our entire little family, together!), I was kind of sad to wake up and get ready for work this morning. but then, as I was packing lunch (split pea disaster soup and fruit salad), I remembered that I still had that reuben sandwich in the fridge at work and the thought of eating it as part of my lunch actually cheered me up and made me feel better about the day. isn't that pathetic?

here's something else that kind of made my day: apartment therapy had this chair in one of their posts. I can't get Maximo Riera's webiste link to show the chair properly, but posted it anyway. I'm guessing that this chair costs at least $10K. what do you think, is that estimate over or under?

Maximo Reira, octopus chair
pair that chair with this light, and you'll get one of my dream interiors for our main living space.

Adam Wallacavage octopus chandelier
yes, maybe the pairing would make the room oceanic-goth, but I think that other elements within the room could save it from becoming too serious. or, actually, thinking about my current decor, it would all get either kind of confused, maintain a happy, eclectic edge, or just be over-the-top. I wish that I was some kind of sculptural genious, because then I would be able to (1) fulfill my chosen "old lady profession" dream of making crazy chandeliers, and (2) make and upholster furniture. nope, I'm strictly 2-D.

thundersnow

how a thundersnow storm formsapparently, thundersnow is rare. we had a storm last night, and saw lots of thunder, but didn't hear much. it turns out that the thunder sounds are suppressed during the thundersnow storm. it just sounds so cool, "thundersnow!"

ahh, sweet liberation

john and I had a major breakthrough last week. he told me that if I so desired, I could begin to replace our gigantic, thick, Ikea glasses with whatsoever I please. not only do the glasses NOT have to match, but they also don't have to be of some sort of industrial thickness. john used to worry about spontaneously shattering glasses, and he demanded a certain clunky thickness be a quality inherent in all our drinkware. I'm also allowed to burn candles at dinnertime now, which is pretty major. john used to ban all types of candle burning from our house. we even light our fireplace! I got two octopus glasses from anthropologie - on sale, of course. there's no shopping at that place for me, unless items are deeply discounted.

I don't know about your recent thrift shopping expeditions, but if they've been anything like mine, they've been terribly disappointing. what gives? I know Zab got an awesome pair of shoes recently, and Tifanee got a great little purse, but I've gotten mostly a big goose egg. oh, well, I did get a squirrel for Max, but only after going to a bunch of places.

yeah, it's water stained, but it sort of reads like forest floor, right? I've been feeling guilty about the fact that I got Henry all sorts of wall decor (thrifted) before he was born and Max, well, he had nothing up until that squirrel. we haven't even put a crib together, or gotten the baby seat back out, or bought one scrap of clothing. we've been pretty casual about provisions for the new baby. sigh, get used to it, #2. I'm a terrible parent.

old traditions - Chinese New Year

ok, maybe I should say Lunar New Year, but I'm going to go and hog it all for the Chinese.

maybe I'm crazy, but I plan to make at least a few traditional foods! at the minimum, I'd like to make two types of rice flour cakes: turnip yumminess, and new year stickiness (mmmm, taro would be great too, but perhaps a stretch for me). epicurious has some recipes featured, and anything I make would be a variation of those (e.g. I omit dried shrimp - I've never really liked those little buggers). other foods I'd like to make are noodles, classic pork dumplings and scallion pancakes.

john gets all crazy when I outline elaborate meals to make, but I don't care how much anxiety it gives him, I'm going to cry "heritage!" and go for broke. if I go into labor while rolling out a scallion pancake, then so be it. I'd be surprised if boyfetus#2 decided to come out that early, anyway. and well, if he did, then he won't be a rabbit! he'll be a tiger. not as lucky as rabbits, them tigers.

ok, the above photo is a bit blurry, but I think you get the idea. I bought this reuben for lunch and it was REALLY good. I'd actually had some of a delicious chickpea salad first, so I didn't eat both halves, but let me tell you, I really did want to eat the entire thing (actually, I still want to go to the refrigerator and get the second half to eat right now).

random thought

do you think that anyone eats their cereal with coffee? not black, more like pour a latte over your cereal. just a thought...

substitute

a poor, poor, poor example of what a mirrored chest should be can be found at Pier 1. from the front, it's OK looking, but only if you don't notice that the sides aren't mirrored. $299 for a smallish piece sounds like reasonable price, if you've been perusing the more high end pieces, but it's actually very expensive for something that is crappily made with zero quality finish details. so, John, who was awash with anxiety over money just a few hours earlier, actually advised me to buy the pottery barn version immediately. "woa," I said, "what's the rush?" "I don't know, he replied, maybe let's just spend all of our money now?"

where there's a will, there's a way?

john called me this morning to tell me he's having anxiety over the cost of our renovations. he ordered some more heating oil this morning, and the fact that we're nearly through our pre-purchased lot freaked him out to the point where he began to fixate on all the ducats leaving our pockets. in light of my mirrored chest obsession, a diy project seems the way to go. luckily, I ran into this apartment therapy (of course) post. now, the question becomes: just how badly do I really want a mirrored chest for our entry-way? I suppose I have to walk the walk or shut up.

a few questions about the project spring to mind, the most obvious one being, where does one get custom glass cut and beveled? does it really cost $300 for that much glass? the second obvious question is, where does one get aluminum leaf? the third question is, gelatin? like unflavored jell-o?

WOA! NEVERMIND!

I just went back to the diy post and read through the comments and found that a sage reader posted about Pier One alternatives. hello, I think I found my substitute. oh zab, remember hello lunch? anyway, this may not be as glam as the Anthropologie table, BUT you know what? it's so much cheaper, and we can see it in person and we can purchase it locally, thereby avoiding the cost of "white glove" shipping and handling. phew! I'm going to ask John if we can go look at the piece soon. I'll let you know what I find when we see it for real.