guess who's blogging when she should be packing...

i was DEFINITELY supposed to spend today packing. instead i stayed up til 4am last night reading a terribly trashy mystery novel, then slept til kristi called at noon to say she was stopping by on her way home from jerz to motivate my ass. instead, i un-motivated her and we laid around my room looking at all that needed packing and talking shit.

then we got kinda motivated and began the Great Bedstead Search, meeting my mom at St. Vincent dePaul. see, i have this vision for my new bedroom- an old wire-y sort of headboard that i can sand down and paint tiffany box blue, with pure white linens (with lots of good textures) and occasional bits of red for fun. so we're searching every thrift shop on long island for this damn headboard. it's out there. and it's not $158.

so now k's on her way to work and i'm at YHP with my mom, making ATCs and putting new idea pages in my home book...... here's my favorite ATC i've ever made. the quote is from rufus wainwright (in an interview in an old issue of Paper) but if i was more clever it could have come from me. i'm adopting it.

maybe i'll pack tonight.

gratitude girl

so if you saw my last post, you noticed that in my book about my stay with my dear friends robin & ralph, i used one of those 7gypsies "wish list" cards to create a list of wishes for my new home, the one i was searching for during my stay at hummel hall.

well, yesterday i signed the lease on a faaaaaabulous apartment in harlem that fulfills every wish on that list, with one exception- i wanted a backyard, and yet this apartment comes with a roof deck, and it's less than half a block off of riverside park.

can you imagine?

my little tiny guru/therapist cynthia always used to stress the importance of articulating your desires to the universe and listening to your inner voice as it guides you. and every step of this journey, her assertions have been confirmed. i feel so blessed and so connected. it's weird.... definitely a new feeling for me.

this home is everything i could have dreamed- spacious, with lovely wood floors and huge, old-fashioned windows, a big bathtub and a kitchen big enough for good cooking. it's less than a block from my best friend's apartment, twenty blocks from the school i want to attend, and there's a fresh fruit market on my way home from the subway. i am boggled by the gift of this home.

i move next friday, and then i will have a home and the internet and i will be able to post more regularly all the crazy creative things i've been making. but for now, here are some of the ATCs i've been making... inspired by miss kristina who came to play with me at the store last friday and got me absolutely addicted to these tiny little bits of lovin'.

any one want to swap some?

hummel hall

pugalicious

my days are full of pugs.

on that very beautiful day this week, after a wonderful Sweet Mama's breakfast (good french toast can heal so many ills), karen & i took her pugs sukey and tuesday to the dog park, where tuesday got molested by a big dog and got so stressed out she puked bright yellow gunk. then, we took the pugsters on a wander through the woods to find a lake in the middle of blydenburgh park, and promptly got lost. we found our way back eventually.

then, last night, i had dinner with my dear old friend erin, who i used to live with after college. and after the most incredible foccaccia i have ever eaten (red bamboo rocks my block- best veggie cuisine in new york!), we went back to her apartment for a sleepover and i got to meet her cute cute pug named lola. me and miss lo bonded quite immediately, and commenced to play many many rounds of tug-o-war (i won.)

while lil and chaz remain the queen adn king of my heart, respectively, i've gotta say, the pugs get my dog-vote these days.