the wool rug

We moved into a linoleum floored apartment.  After living with white carpet for the past three years, I was excited about easy clean flooring...but I missed the comfy cozy hug of soft substances under foot. 

I ran into a HomeGoods a few weeks ago - I'd never been to one and I've heard they are kinda cool.  Saw a GREAT rug - it was a lil smaller than what we wanted but it was so great.  It's multicolored little nubs of wool...so it feels heavenly on naked feet.  It was not expensive, but it was more than I would have wanted to spend...but rugs are pricey...and this was somewhat of a deal...so I snatched it up.

Tommy loved it :-)  And we enjoyed it for a few days.  Until we noticed something...dust bunnies the size of real bunnies began creeping their way into every corner of every room of our place.  The freaking rug sheds.  Who knew?

We are throwing it away.

Ha!

venting

I pulled an overnight shift on Thursday.
Then I was oncall for four days and four nights from Friday to Sunday (I'm still oncall by the way...)
Tomorrow morning I start my new rotation, my HARDEST rotation, at 5am.
I won't have a day off for 9 straight days starting tomorrow.
(which is really 16 of working straight with no day off)

I feel like crying.

I haven't slept in 5 days...I haven't had a chance to study...or breath...or eat non-hospital food.
Or have a non-medically related conversation with a "normal" person.
I can't return emails, or check facebook, or call my mom.

Where is my life??

seating

We have one sofa...it's a butter yellow leather...and we "inherited" it...thankfully.  Sure it's got scratches...but I find they are character building...or something.

In the 3000 mile move, I stuffed my butterfly chair into the car.  It was my dorm room chair...from 10 years ago.  That makes it practically an antique in college dorm room style.  A crimson chenille throw is casually throw across it...strategically of course, to hide the not so pretty beige cotton fabric cover.

To increase our living room seating, you know, if we ever have company, we busted out two of our wedding presents - our OLIVE GREEN CAMP CHAIRS!  They are great!  We stuck a couple of striped pillows on 'em, and called it a day.  Great compromise until we can buy "real" living room furniture someday.  Or until we hit up a sweet garage sale.

via here

I have crap tons of medical text books.  They have bizarre covers...less than pretty...and a slew of random colors.  I'd love to do this to harmonize the shelf.  

Then again...random colors are sorta cool too.  Dunno.

alone

Saw this on one of my fave blogs today...was so moved by it's simple song and lovely prose I desperately needed to share it, catalog it, and keep it where I can always find it. Here...safe in my collection of pretty lil nothings.

ikea results

Remember the lil Ikea nightmare we put ourselves through?  Well - the fruits of our labor were sorta worth it.  Lots of storage for our boxes and book...and Tommy's TV isn't on the floor.  Pretty much awesomeness.  Except for that strip of bare wood in the front of the TV stand that we have to take a Sharpie to...other than that they look pretty slick.  The only downfall is, they feel super wicked wobbly.  So, we doubt we will ever be able to move them.  Ever.

Future fire wood.

quilty dreams

found here.

Ohhhhhhh - how divine.  I think my desire for quilting is starting to sneak up on me again.  I love suturing in the operating room - my stitches are so pretty... (and I'm quick to point out that I'm a quilter.)  Except, I never mention I've never finished a quilt.  I've never come even close to finishing a quilt.  So....what does that make me?  Oh well....whatevs.  A girl can dream.

a table story

We officially feel like grown ups.  We bought our *first* piece of real furniture!  Not from a yard sale, not inherited, not assemble-yourself.  It's pub height...and square...and has a pretty dark wood finish..with 6 sturdy chairs....and is gorgeous.

 We tried the whole Craigslist thing for a table (it's been a total bust in this small community.)  We looked at some Ikea pieces, but have refused to indulge ourselves in another Ikea assembling catastrophe.  We were also interested in buying a solid table... that didn't wobble... that we could have for years (not necessarily forever...but a dang long time!)  After going to several local furniture stores, we realized that buying "new" was a serious commitment...as "new" furniture is pricey pricey.  Thankfully we stumbled upon a little locally owned furniture store...honest prices... beautiful pieces.  Sold.

See!?  Told you it's gorgeous.  Being a grown up has some advantages!

i dream of mixers

 

The in-laws were going to come visit this weekend.  I bought loads of ingredients to make a couple different types of cookies, a healthy zucchini bread, and my mom's yummy cheesecake-like cherry jubilee...I was EXCITED!  I got all the ingredients together and then I realized...I can't make anything...we don't have an electric mixer.

*sad face*

We didn't end up getting a stand up mixer for our wedding...and I gave my little sister my hand-held mixer when we moved away.  As silly as it may sound, I am bummed that we didn't get a mixer.  It was something I blogged about wanting super bad...which makes me feel even extra silly about it.  Enough sulking...I feel selfish admitting that out-loud.

look at it go!!!

I borrowed a Kitchen-Aid from a friend's wife - and let me tell you - it was amazing.  Now I want one even more!  We'll get one...someday!

But the inlaws didn't end up coming after all.  So, we had a crazy tons of sweets in the house.  I ate a dozen sugar cookies on Saturday and gave myself a damn belly ache.  Idiot.  (I just looooove these sugar cookies...they are divine.  My Aunt gave me her family's recipe for a bridal shower gift...they are freaking delicious.)  We've since given them all away. I can't be responsible enough to not eat them all.  I'm weak, what can I say?

windowsill collection

My mother in law has quirky little collections all over her house.  A collection of brightly colored glass figurines live on the family room's windowsill.  These are particularly pretty because the sun can play with their colors in such a hypnotic way.

I realized during this last trip to Rhode Island that I don't collect anything.  I mean, I have a relatively nice art collection...but it's not exactly a collection.  When I was little I collected all kinds of crap...kitten "stuff" and rocks and shells and American Girl "stuff" and books and postcards and baseball cards.  But now, I don't collect any one type of thing.

Hummm...I wonder what I should collect.  Do you collect something wonderful??