Who is it? Wayne.

It's PAY DAY!

(Moving on)

I was deleting notes I had in my iPhone the other day at work and came across some interesting things I felt necessary to jot down real quick.

Some I googled and couldn't even find anything relating to them. Weird.

But then there was "Wayne Theibaud, yum."

First thoughts..."Wonder who this hottie is."

Then I googled.

And it made a little more sense.

I can't remember where I was and didn't look at the date on the note but I remember thinking "Yum."

Also thought "It's a good thing I don't have a painting like that in my house. I'd be HUGE."

He also paints people though.

and cars

 

When it comes down to it, I wouldn't mind having ice cream girl hanging in my kitchen, or breakfast nook.

Thoughts?

Big plans this weekend?

Craving sweets?

Happy Friday.

I'm Gonna Do Something Mean...

I was skimming through House Beautiful last night after Happy Hour and stopped abruptly here.

Don't worry, I am going back tonight for a thorough look at everything they've got waiting for me but I just wanted a little glance and didn't have much time.

Anyways, I like the idea of this.

(Not to mention the look and the way my mouth is watering)

Now, I don't eat meat so I would omit the bacon but MY GOSH, give the rest to me now!

Not sure what your take on Figs are but you better like Carbs because if you don't I don't know what you are doing here because we must have ZERO in common.

Took the liberty of scanning these in for you.

My little brother says I make the best pancakes. My mom makes good waffles but I swear, the women can't make a pancake that doesn't resemble a rock to save her life.

Long story short, I am going to Central Market to purchase the figs. And the flour. And everything else this calls for.

Hope you're hungry now. MUAHAHAHAHA.

James and The Bruges Manor

Last night I spent a full hour with James.

He is just a guy I know that I pay to kick my a$$ at the YMCA.

He says he knows what he is doing.

One thing is for sure, man knows how to tan.

When he's not running around in panties he looks like this

We are friends. Sometimes.

Other times I tell him to shove it.

Anyways, Tuesday nights are one hour sessions which typically result in me screaming at the thought of having to pee for fear of not being able to stand back up after squatting.

Don't act like y'all don't know EXACTLY what I am talking about. That feeling when your butt is on FIRE because muscles you didn't know existed are sore beyond sanity.

Anyways, when I got home I didn't even want to type on my computer, but I am (it is currently Tuesday evening). So here is what you get for today (or tomorrow rather, Wednesday morning).

More Veranda goodness.

Why is it that just when I was starting to forget about Europe and adjust back to my reality I turned the page to see this.

Hot guy with a dog in the country side of Bruges that just so happened to restore a gorgeous home.

And he has a chicken, or Rooster or Hen, whatever that thing is. Not the point. Look at the floor! And the Hydrangeas.

Then there is a little LA (which is coming up on my travel calendar for the 4th of November)

I don't even know how to express my undying love for this.

The marble.

The tile.

The wide plank floors.

The calming colors.

The eclectic mix of chairs that are supposed to say "I didn't try" when we all know that they actually scoured the world to find a perfect mix.

Oh, no worries, I am not done sexing your eyes up with invitations of "Come hither, your life will be calm and perfect and everyone will want to come to your house but you can say no and be alone with Twilight."

I could just take the ottoman and be happy. Forever.

Enjoy dreaming of that. Or James if that's your thing.

Meanwhile, I'll be trying to get my sports bra off without alerting the neighbors with my blood curdling screams.

Couture Meets Curtains

I got through one magazine this weekend.

Veranda dawling.

What do we think of this?

The talented babes at Parsons designed these gorgeous numbers.

I am totally down.

They make me want to go tramping through the field to find Mr. Darcy

Or go dig through the sale racks at Antrho.

Or channel Scarlett O'hara by ripping down my curtains and gettin' to sewing.

Images via Veranda (print)

Moody Monday

Good morning babies!

Have you heard of these peeps?

They are man and wife and I like them.
Maybe you will also.
Check out some of their other songs too.

Happy Monday! Or at least pretend :)

Moody Monday

Ever since getting back from London this tune has been on repeat.

It was introduced to me by a close friend while on vacation.

You have to check out the rest of her stuff also.

I miss vacation.
I miss my friend.
Monday blues.

Food?

Today I am lame and I am going to show you pictures of food and drinks and shat.

Mojito from Madison in London

Bibi's Bakery in Edinburgh

those are all real in case you were wondering

1 white chocolate vanilla

1 lemon

Devouring on the train to Aberdeen, Scotland

Not gonna lie, my tummy ached after that.

One of our favorite beers was the Hollyrood

Sister and her Hollyrood

Went well with Sister's dinner at Mussel Inn

That's all you get today.

Big weekend of laundry headed my way.