Pumped, I am.
Pumped, I am.
Don't expect too much of me around here. I'll be someplace where the internet is not as easy to find, and I'm glad for that.
Happy Holidays, friends. I hope you're warm and cozy, and with the people who mean the most. So so much love to you.
1/ I made sticky buns—do you know how much butter's in brioche? You don't want to—and Sam cooked up eggs, bacon, and potatoes.
2/ Map of the Midwest from the 1890s, when ND and SD were simply "Dakota" and Oklahoma was "Indian Territory."
3/ Gifts and things: nut bowl and vintage ornaments from my mama, movie from my boss, books for/from everyone.
4/ There's a chance you might not be as excited about this as I am. But! Sam got me a vermicomposter. WORMS, guys—can't wait.
5/ Finishing up a project and coveting some extra large needles for a bulky scarf and hat.
Sam and I exchanged gifts early this morning since we'll be busy all week before rushing off to see our families. Then, Dan and Maggie came over for breakfast and we all sat around in our pajamas, ate, drank coffee, listened to some records, and read the paper. A lovely and relaxing start, but the pressure's on for this week.
You can see more details on my picks (and pics!) here.
Around here today:
(1) Christmas shopping for my nephew was more fun than I expected
(2) Fried egg sandwich with prosciutto and pepper, and a giant latke
(3) "The Nutcracker Suite" spinning all day in the background
(4) New Moleskine for 2012, upgraded in size from my usual (already started planning trips, goals, and projects—typical)
(5) Shadows on the newly-appointed Christmas bench
(6) Pine cones I've been collecting from the tree out front
I'm conquering a giant list today, but rewarding myself in the end. This dough is chilled and ready to be baked and I'm considering making some egg nog. I hope you all are having a relaxing evening! It's cozy here in my nest.
We joked with one of the residents of the Chicago Printmakers Collaborative about always being drawn to graphic black-and-white artwork. He pointed us to a few bright pieces and we thought we were on the right track . . .
We couldn't help it (especially because of the Gertrude Stein imagery, since I just finished this).
It's the holidays around here.
P.S. Sam built us a coffee table—quite literally in the last photo—a couple of weeks ago, which we're still going to sand and stain. The wood is leftover flooring from the brewery and I ordered the hairpin legs from ebay.