Year: 2014

This Is 40

There is so much I am looking forward to learning in my next forty years.  So far, this is what I already know: You can confide in your mom without judgement. Now that I am an adult and my mom is in her seventies,  I find that I can talk candidly with her about my life, my thoughts, and my fears and she no longer makes any judgement.  She worries less about what she thinks I should do and is more concerned with what will make me happy.  She now taps into what’s in my heart and holds it lovingly in her hands. You can be your sister’s hero, and like it. My sister has always been independent and self reliant.  I lived through my youth with her telling me what to do.   Now she calls me for entertainment and inspiration, for venting and for seeking my two-cents.   I often come to her rescue as she always has to mine.  I am her confidant and godmother to her children.  I am proud that I …

Snippets of My Week #6

My time as of late, has been spent getting my brain and attitude into gear.  I had needed to clear out my head, entertaining one thing at a time.   My blog, it seems, is back on my front burner.     Friday    The Makeshift Society mixer at Alternative Apparel introduced me to more members of this community that I am embarrasingly inactive in.  I had a fantastic basil gimlet, the recipe for which I still am hoping to get, met a truly too-cool-to-be-my-friend-but-I-really-think-she-could-be photographer, ordered a custom piñata from a creative cutie whose resume I covet, found out about C2C Project Space,  met an independent game developer who called me out on my self criticism, connected with a stationer for a studio visit, met a gal whose penchant for gift wrapping and snail mail rivals my own (at least it rivals the abilities I have in my head), was introduced to a vibrant girl whose blog I didn’t know about then (but do now) and her sweet little Noodle, and finally met Rena Tom …

The Last Days of Thirty

I have a touch under two weeks left in my thirties. As I sit here with a decade nearly behind me and one ahead of me, I think not solely about age, but about life.  I think about what my life has been like and what I have in store.  I think about the kind of person I was raised to be and the kind of person I am.  I am trying to focus less on ‘getting it all in’.  I think about how enjoyable each day has been woven in with how mundane we all know the every day can be.  I think about the advice I’ve received that is ON POINT while disagreeing with other common beliefs – at least in relation to my own life.  I think about accountability.  I think about fate.  I think about blinders. I think about surrender.  I think about acceptance.  I think about inadequacy.  I think about tenacity.  I think about vision. I started out this post early on Sunday, and now later on Monday, with several …

Snippets of My Week #5

  BACON TRUMPS BARRE   Waking up at 4:00 a.m. from a car alarm is par for the course as a city dweller.  I thought it would never stop, after the first five intense minutes, then eventually slipped into an urban state of sleep.  At 6:50 a.m., I rose from bed hungry for two things:  another shot at R.E.M.  and thick cut bacon.     Your wish is granted.  Bacon IS healthy.  Birthday card c/o Paper Source. Effect c/o PicStitch 7:10, 7:40, 8:00 … the clock ticked on when a reminder from good old Soul Cycle, my remote workout buddy and keeper of good sense, came in at 8:04 a.m. reading, “Good Morning!  9:00 Barre …. GO!”  I did want to go to Barre Mix, mind you.  I had planned my day around it, but I couldn’t shake that aching’ for bacon.   There are days like today, or rather weeks like this week, when a person just wants what she wants and it can feed her mind and body better than what “should” work. …

On the Front Burner

On the back burner is seemingly how things work for the modern gal, this one in particular.  Lots of lists and dates to make.  Projects, trips, tasks, etc. are all of equal importance but not extremely urgent.  How much can a back burner be expected to handle?  The last time I looked at my stove I only had two, and as I’ve come to grips with the acceptance I need blinders in order to make me focus, two might be one too many at this time.  Let’s pay some attention to my front burner then. When I think about the things I would like to put on my front burner, I recall the other pots I have simmering on the back burner that may have already boiled over.  Wait, did I lose the window for dealing with my tax extension?  No.  Do I have the bandwidth to plan another trip abroad?  I wish I did.  Is this finally the weekend when we will see that Mary Blair exhibit?  Will I set aside a full weekend, or just …

Sweet Treats

The idea behind #happymailhappyhour was as much about supporting card creators as it was about getting together to promote the practice of sending crafty snail mail.  Receiving a well thought out and decorated card from a friend is as touching and rare as receiving a box of surprise donuts.  For paper freaks like me, good stationery is just as sweet.   Each #happymailhappyhour guest received a generous variation of these items from participating businesses.  Guests were provided enough swag to keep on writing or to pay it forward!  Share share share!!!! One cannot hold an affair, big or small, without giving your guests something extra to smile about. Yes, I must admit these are a bit ‘Ho Ho Ho’ I packaged the contents for each box using USPS flat rate boxes, bright blue string and little red and white paper tags in keeping with the mail theme, but at 11pm they suddenly went from ‘Yeah’ to ‘Meh’,   Enter my green chevron paper to the rescue! It’s funny what one thinks of at 11:00 pm when rewrapping boxes the …

Get Happy – A Snail Mail Social

My Pinterest addiction for cute packages and kawaii paper products borders on slightly obsessive.  “Post more!  Share more!  I want to see more cute pictures of happy mail!”  I shout to the computer screen late at night when I cannot sleep.  So here is my very first #HappyMailHappyHour held at JamaRoo Kids Studio in Lower Pacific Heights for a small group of paper addicts and card collectors.  The studio space is still bright and cheery after hours, perfect for gathering a gaggle of gals or bevy of bloggers before the weekend begins! What a fun time we had last Thursday evening . Photos by @BeachCrabPhotography and @_lovelyletters_  A love of stationery means a love of playing with gorgeous cards pressed, painted, and printed by a variety of makers, made even more personal with our own special touches.  Seeing how each guest personalized her mail for mom, sister, friends, and her beau was enough to make anyone remember how precious a piece of mail can be.  Why not send a letter today or stick a note in somebody’s …

Happy Mail Happy Hour

Origami hearts to brighten up any mailbox or craft table. One of the nicest things about being a blogger is that when I think about a fun event, there is not only nothing stopping me from just doing it, but I feel slightly obliged to see the idea through.  Do it for me, do it for friends, do it for our community. After sending letters to friends and crafting little happy mail packages of cards, funny stickers, and cute inserts to far away family or to the children of my pals, I thought it would be a lot of fun to host an off line event for my IG community and blog family who share my obsession with stationery and love of all things snail mail.  Being a personal narrative blogger does not mean that all I do is sit and ponder.  I also am pretty engaged in my life, and often like to make things happen rather than wait for them to come about.  How many times have I attended a little paper crafting …

I Want Water Not Chocolate

Had the funniest twitter chat just now with IGidol about the lack of drinking water on airplanes. While reading her article on travel essentials over the weekend I laughed out loud when I read the line,  “Would it kill flight attendants to serve a little more water than a mere half-plastic-cup full?” I can’t tell you how I always wondered why on earth the flight attendant only fills my 4 oz plastic cup barely half full before coming around to offer four more glugs 2 hours later?  Oftentimes I will drink the water as soon as I get the cup in my hands and ask for a refill as soon as she is done pouring my seat mate’s Coke.  Oh, by the way, why do people who order juice and soft drinks get a full can while water drinkers get a dribble?  It makes no sense!  Can you please just give me a one liter bottle and call it a day?  I promise not to startle you next time you walk down the aisle holding a …

The Weekend Warrior

My classic Weekend Warrior Style. Image c/o google images. It is 1:03 am on Saturday morning and I have declared at least for this weekend I will be a warrior.  I will get things done.  I will ‘let go’ and tackle my self imposed to do list. What will this weekend warrior do?  Nothing special, but here are the four things  I will be working on Saturday and Sunday.  Let’s see where I am come Monday morning. Pondering prior to pursuing. Apologize to Toffifay.  This little penguin is my travelling mascot.  The hubby and I found him a few years ago prior to our trip to Spain, maybe earlier.  Tired of hearing from family, “Why do you just take pictures of sites on vacation?  How do we know it’s really you taking them?”  Enter Toffifay, our funny fluffy pocket sized penguin.  If he is in the picture, then you know one of us was taking it.  Toffifay likes to travel and he likes to be a part of the action.  During my recent trip to …