I spend a lot of time shopping online, y’all, or should I say browsing? Half the time I put stuff into my shopping cart but never actually pull the trigger.
There’s something to be said for actually touching and trying on things before you buy them. I’m bad about missing the fine print or important sizing information, and most of the time I won’t mess with a return. I’ll call it a loss or make The Fellow handle the return for me.
With Christmas right around the corner, my hatred of crowded shopping centers outweighs my hesitance to actually go through with online purchases, and packages have been slowly coming into the house. My goal is to have everything purchased by December first, so I can relax and enjoy bad Netflix movies, hot cocoa, and Christmas lights.
Since so many packages have been showing up on my doorstep, I figured it wouldn’t hurt to slip one in for myself! Unfortunately, it just reaffirmed what I think about online shopping – it’s never what you expect.
I’ve been OBSESSED with Mrs. Turner’s glasses from Call the Midwife and was stoked when I found a pair of vintage upswept glasses. The posting and pictures shows a small crack in the arm which I was ok with epoxying over. However, when they got here, the crack was more of a giant chunk missing, which in itself was an issue, but the glasses themselves were tiny. I’m not sure if I got tiny old lady glasses, or if people in the early 1960s just had tiny heads . . .
At least all of the Christmas gifts have come in with no issues so far!
Anyone else out there have online shopping horror stories? Make me feel better and share them in the comments below!
This weekend we’re hosting Friendsgiving which will be the first of our Thanksgiving meals. Then we have a work potluck Thanksgiving, my family’s Thanksgiving, The Fellow’s family’s Thanksgiving, and finally an extended family Thanksgiving.
That’s FIVE Thanksgiving meals. I’m at risk of looking like Joey from Friends on Thanksgiving day! He definitely had the right idea that’s for sure – real pants are NOT an option.
The fun thing about having so many places to go for the holidays is that each place has something different from all the rest, and all of the food will be delectable.
We’re preparing the turkey and sweet potatoes for Friendsgiving. My mother assures me we don’t need to bring anything to their house. The Fellow is handling a cranberry pork loin for work, so all I need to do is figure out what to make for the other two meals.
What are your favorite dishes to make for Thanksgiving? Help me decide what to take!
Y’all, this is a short post, but I just had to share the adorableness happening over here.
When little Luna came to us, she was sent with her favorite toys, many of which she still enjoys. One of her favorites was a feather wand that has since gone missing. (Seriously, where do cats put things?!)
I bought her a couple of toy mice that she was never interested in, but somewhere along the line we got the idea to make a huuuge toy wand by tying a boot string to a dowel rod and the toy mouse’s tail.
The length of the dowel rod gives it an extra long reach which means that The Fellow can play with the kitten from the comfort of his chair!
I know, I know, it’s absolutely ridiculous, but she LOVES it. We’ll catch her pawing at the toy and then looking at us or walking from us to the toy and back, asking us to play. It’s the absolute cutest.
She’s also been spending a lot of time chilling in boxes and baskets around the house. It almost makes me feel guilty to throw/put them away. I’m really considering seeing if I can stage a Christmas basket picture. Knowing our little Luna-tic, she probably won’t play along, but we’ll at least try!
What are your furry friend’s most unlikely favorite toys? Let me know!
I’ve been trolling some online sites looking for true vintage and vintage-inspired pieces lately. My goal is still to ultimately make dresses from those awesome vintage patterns I grabbed, but until my workspace is set up in the basement, I want a less labor-intensive option. (And online makes it easier to find some neat things rather than being locked into what your area has to offer.)
With this in mind, I’ve started stalking my favorite retro-inspired dolls on Instagram and Pinterest. (Honestly, I’ve been an Instagal over Pinterest.) I think I’ve figured out something about my style. While I love 50s-styled giant novelty skirts and crinolines in bright jewel tones, when it comes to paying out for them, I’d rather have either an early or later piece in muted or earth tones. Right now I’m stuck between loving the 40s and early 60s! (I know, such a weird place to be hanging out!)
I did score locally a few 80s vintage straight skirts with pockets that I’m loving. I feel like more pencil skirts are in my future.
Also, I bought this fun collared shirt I’m obsessed with, and I want to make some more detachable collars to be able to wear under some other sweaters for winter.
I’m also feeling like some opaque tights are next on my purchase list! Why is it that fall always puts me in a shopping mood? Seriously! I’m trying to declutter my house and at the same time build my wardrobe . . . Yikes!
What are your must-purchase fall items? Do you get a new flannel each Thanksgiving? Let me know!
Remember when you were a kid and people would ask you what you wanted to be when you grew up? No matter what you said, it was fine.
No one ever told you you’d probably fail or it wasn’t a stable income, what the statistics were or the salary. It didn’t matter how outlandish the job was; you were convinced that is what it would be, and everyone went along with it.
When did we stop believing we could do anything? At what age? What birthday with what number of candles?
I recently did something a little crazy. I won’t say what because it doesn’t really impact this post, but what does matter is that I went back to something I love that brings me joy, and I decided I was going to take a little leap. I pushed down the voices of everyone who had ever criticized me or told me I wasn’t good enough. I banished what I knew mainstream thought processes deem good enough, and I gave myself permission to say, “What if and why not?”
I reminded myself that if I don’t try, the answer will ALWAYS be “no” instead of just maybe the possible outcome I desire. I promised myself that if it didn’t work out (which it didn’t) I wouldn’t let the outcome steal my joy or love or damage how I think of myself.
Guess what? I grew.
What if WE applied those same thoughts to large things in our lives. What could we ALL accomplish if we loved ourselves and each other and helped to lift each other and seek to support from a place of grace and love instead of to corral and pinch everyone into the same mold?
I grew the tiniest amount this week, and I want to encourage every one of you to do something outside of your comfort zone too! Do one thing this week that the voice in the back of your mind says, “Oh, better not.” And no matter the outcome, love yourself that much more for committing and trying.
We have so much potential. Let’s reach for our dreams!
To quote my girl Anne with an e, “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
I can finally sip my pumpkin spice coffee without shame and watch Hocus Pocus on repeat! (Shush, you know you do too.)
I decorated for fall in September, and am really thinking I’m going to undecorate, decorate for Halloween, then redecorate for November . . . that’s ok, right?
Any chance I get to get myself all Spooktacular, and I’m in! I’m planning a few low-key Halloween movie nights, and I’m already working on my Halloween costumes.
We took advantage of the break in the weather last weekend for a fall favorite – a hayride. My parents hosted a family gathering and after eating out, we all piled onto haybales on the back of the trailer and took a little drive through the beautiful mountains. The leaves aren’t quite in full color yet, but it was still a wonderful time.
I just need my apple cider and to carve a pumpkin, and I’ll be fully satisfied with my fall activity checklist, and it’s not even the first full week of the month yet!
What are the things you’re most looking forward to about fall? Share them with me!
First things first, I want to thank you all for hanging in with me. These last several posts haven’t been the most creative or exciting, but they have been doing what this blog originally intended, keeping track of what I’ve been up to and keeping me in touch with all of you! I love you all and appreciate your sticking with me.
All I’ve been up to has been cleaning and organizing, researching some SCA Viking stuff, and wishing it would stop raining. I’m not going to lie; the weather is really getting to me. I brought some fairy lights into work to brighten up my grey cubicle, and I need to do some research into a good SAD light. Any suggestions?
When I do have a moment (usually while I’m cooking dinner, right before bed, or while I’m doing my makeup in the morning), I like to throw on a TV show to fill the background silence. Right now I’m 3 seasons deep into Call the Midwife.
It’s a drama centered around a new midwife in the late 50s, early 60s in the East End of London, and it is absolutely phenomenal. The director has a thing about historical accuracy (even so far as no actors are allowed to have highlights!), so there are very few things that make me twitchy, and every episode is full of beautiful dresses to drool over.
Because of this show, I’ve basically decided that corporate neutrals be damned. I want to revamp my wardrobe (again) – vintage style.
I absolutely recommend that you check Call the Midwife out on Netflix, and Season8 should be out on TV soon. Just be careful; it’s a real tear jerker! I cry just about every episode.