Day 254, Have You Seen My Keys?

My love affair with keys is not unknown. I talk about it all the time. But at least three times a week, conservatively, when I lose my keys I curse their very existence. But that's thing about solid relationships, they have ups and downs. 

Day 246, Misleading

Useful organization tools are only useful if you use them...

Day 243, Stained Glass Window Film

I understand this is probably a boring photo to most people but I'm pretty excited about it...sorta. 

I'll start at the beginning. I hate, hate, hate venetian blinds. I never keep them clean and they never add anything to a room. Well at this moment I'm happy to report, there are no longer any venetian blinds in use at my house. Yay! This is a photo of the stained glass window film I put in our half bath. It's not exactly the style I wanted but I liked it well enough to buy it for twenty bucks. The problem is it is just a tiny bit too small. Not enough that anyone would notice from the street, but it is totally noticeable from in the bathroom. *sigh* Oh well....I like it way more than venetian blinds. 

Day 242, Fishing? No Thanks, We Went Last Year.

While walking around the house aimlessly I stumbled upon this little guy. I decided to take this photo for today because I cannot remember a single time Jeremy and I, or even just Jeremy, went fishing this year. Weird. 

Day 241, Dream

I wish I would have bought the one that said 'sweet dreams'. My dreams have been pretty scary lately. 

Day 236, Old, Stuffed, White Orangutan

I haven't the foggiest idea where this gal came from. So I apologize deeply if you gave me this stuffed animal and I forgot or if this was a prized possession of yours that somehow ended up with me. If either is true please let me know.  

All I know for sure is this gal was there on my first date with Jeremy. I found her in the basement a few days ago and cleaned her up. Now she's extra white and mountain fresh. All she needs now is a name. I have no idea why I think she's a she. I'm thinking Asmara, it means love and is an Indonesian name which is where orangutans are from. :) ....I don't over think things.

Day 230, Push Pins and Pink Post-Its

I cleaned off the cork board. I feel so organized and in control, as long as I don't look at my desk, or email, or laundry pile, or kitchen...
Ahhhh...would you just look at that cork board. A super organized person must live here. 

Day 225, New Sketch Pad

Little ideas usually just bounce around in my head. I bought a sketch pad just for those ideas. Maybe if I put them in writing I'll be able to make them happen some day.

Day 215, Around the House, Part 3

 Yesterday was a long day and today has been a tiresome and now rainy day. I do not have a whole lot of energy left over for photos so I took these photos while sitting at my desk. I wanted to take photos without moving anything but I had to tweak the clip a little bit.

Day 203, Air Conditioner

Do you know the way a kid's face looks when their parents tell them they are going to Disney World? Or pudding face? That's what my face has looked like every since I spied Jeremy carrying the a/c up the stairs.

Day 150, Fan

Wowzers! It's pretty hot out there.

Day 139, Around the House, Part 2

I have been headache central all day. I took these photos while randomly walking around my kitchen.

Day 123, Around the House

A bedtime story: A beautiful princess was peacefully napping on the couch when around 9:30pm she suddenly woke to notice the show she had been watching was over. She groggily pulled herself up and went to brush her teeth. She was about to take her vitamins and proceed to bed when she remembered she had yet to take a picture for the day. *gasp* If she failed to take a somewhat meaningful photograph before the strike of midnight surely she would be turned into an ogre!  She quickly took a few photos of some of her favorite household items and posted them to her daily photo blog. That was a close one… The end. 

From looking at these two items it occurs to me that I really don't have an easily definable personal style. And my bedtime story teaches me that I'm a giant dork, more so when I’m tired. Goodnight.