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#IHaveThisThingWith Star Wars

The other day, Joel and I were making waffles and as I watched him pour the batter into our Darth Vader waffle maker, I realized that we have a lot of Star Wars stuff in our house. Like, I don’t think there’s a single room without at least a small nod to one of our favorite science fiction franchises.

Here’s the thing, though… As soon as I moved in with Joel, we were dubbed The Star Wars Loving Couple and have been receiving gifts in the form of The Millennium Falcon ever since. Don’t get me wrong, I am not in any way whatsoever complaining! I love all of our Star Wars crap and I just wanted to do a small inventory of what we’ve collected thus far..


When you first walk into our 1940s Colonial, you are greeted by our Storm Trooper butler, Jermaine. We won him at Joel’s white elephant Christmas party a few years back and love him so much. We even used this dude at our wedding. Take a quick 360 degree look around our living room and you’ll find Darth Vader, at least two photos of me dressed as Princess Leia and Joel as Han Solo, Star Wars books, and Lego versions of X-Wings and a big ass Millennium Falcon.



In the dining room is the giant marquee sign Joel made from scratch for our wedding. We got married 10 days after national Star Wars day, get it? Cool.


Moving onto the kitchen… Would you like a piece of cheese from our Millennium Falcon charcuterie board to go with your previously mentioned Darth Vader Waffle? How about a beer opened with this Millennium Falcon bottle opener or a cup of coffee right out of Darth Vader’s helmet? Fancy a bowl of cereal out of an R2D2 bowl? My personal favorite is our bad ass Storm Trooper toaster. It toasts a picture of the Empire symbol right onto your toast (more like Imperial Crust, am I right?!).IMG_8015



In our master bedroom, there is a giant poster of me with Leia Organa buns using a light saber to stab Joel wearing a Storm Trooper mask. We have Star Wars sheets on our bed sometimes, and 3 Carrie Fisher books on my nightstand.


There’s a Boba & Jango Fett drawing (by me) on the gallery wall lining our stairwell, a Pop Art inspired painting of a Blaster (done by my super talented sister-in-law, Laura) hanging in another room, and Han/Leia hand towels in the bathroom. The best part is, even though I don’t think I’ve named all of the Star Wars stuff in our house, we are definitely not drowning in it. Although we, obviously, have an undying love for all things Star Wars, it’s more of an Easter Egg hunt for small things than a home decor “theme”.


Since we might be at capacity for Star Wars, we will be happy to go back to accepting gifts of things with cats on them. KThanksBYE.

Cats Vs Christmas Decor


Joel and I are pretty much the epitome of “cat people”, but somehow when we adopted Peter and Dee last October, we got stuck with the most dog-like kittens I’ve ever met. Sweet Dee loves to play fetch with wrappers. Peter Nincompoop loves belly rubs and chasing his tail. Thank God they don’t have to be walked outside to poop or I’d contemplate a no refund return of these assholes (KIDDING, OBVIOUSLY, WE LOVE THEM WAY TOO MUCH!).

Last November, we put up our Christmas tree as a family of four and didn’t think much about what our children cats would do about it. The next morning, on my way to turn on the coffee pot, I screamed as I cut my foot on something. When I turned on the lights, I saw that our floor was littered with broken ornaments. Cool! A few days later, after getting into the habit of turning the lights on before going downstairs, I saw a trail made of tufts of fur leading all the way from the tree up the stairs and into the bathroom… It was the stuffed raccoon ornament my mother-in-law had given me the year before, torn to shreds by Peter. Lovely!

Somehow, these little dummies were smart enough to do all of their dirty work when we were either asleep or at work. We’d come home and they’d practically say “it wasn’t me” when there’d be cat sized gaps in the Christmas tree (cat translation: “meow meowwww meow”). The cycle continued until we put away our Christmas tree early, before New Year’s Day whereas it used to stay up until Valentine’s. Womp Womp.



“I’m gonna tear that shit up later” -Peter

They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. Well, call us crazy because we not only put up the tree with our old glass ornaments, but we surrounded the kitty house with lights as well- definitely a recipe for disaster (see also: the fate of the cat in Christmas Vacation). The only preventative measure we took this year has been leaving our little Yoda dressed as Santa ornament in a cabinet far far away because Peter Boy will eat him; that and we now have a spray bottle that is used if they even look like they’re getting any ideas about messing with the tree/lights…

So far, so good. I’ve only seen 2 broken ornaments and the gold sequin tree skirt (it’s actually the sweetheart table tablecloth from our wedding) is only sometimes askew. Maybe our babies are just growing up! Most likely, though, keeping the spray bottle pointed at the tree through the night is helping to stop Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb from acting out…


Cats-2, Christmas Tree-0, Spray Bottle- (too many to count)

That’s What She Read

Let’s talk about books, baby

Let’s talk about reeeeading

Let’s talk about all the good books, all the bad books that we read

Let’s talk about books….



Among some of the other goals that I made for myself at the start of 2017 (like learn Italian), I am also attempting to read at least 52 books before the year ends. If you’re good at math and didn’t just have to use Google to double check how many weeks there are in a year, you probably figured out that it averages out to be 1 book per week. ARE YOU NOT IMPRESSED?! I just finished my 27th book and have started on number 28, so I’m right on schedule.


I wanted to do a post about this not only to share my love of reading, but to happily accept book recommendations as well. I’m not going off of a list of books to read before you die or anything like that, just picking books that pique my interest, are on sale for 25 cents a piece, or are New York Times Bestsellers. Hey, if they’re good enough for the masses, they’re good enough for me. My favorite question to ask people (mostly just when I want to come off as the intellectual, pretentious asshole I pretend to be sometimes) is “what are your favorite books?” Go ahead and tell me all about them so I can add them to my list.





So far I’ve read a good range of things from The Princess Diarist, by the late and great Carrie Fisher, to Andre Dubus’ dark and dramatic House of Sand and Fog, to rereading one of my childhood favorites, Bambi (it’s definitely different than the happy Disney movie version FYI). I really want to read Truman Capote’s In Cold Blood after finishing The Swans of Fifth Avenue by Melanie Benjamin and I’d like to know more about Capote so I’ll be picking up a biography or two on him. I also want to reread Choice Theory by Dr. Glasser, because I remember it being extremely interesting when I read it a few years back, as well as the Everworld series that I was obsessed with when I was 12 to see if they still hold up. Some other good ones I’ve read are Ready Player One, The Girl Before, Big Magic, Anne of Green Gables, Future Shock, and The Boston Girl. I am currently about halfway through Shanghai Girls and am loving it.

As much as I love READING books, I also love buying them for their spine color for home decor purposes. Don’t know if I’ll ever get around to reading Kendra Wilkinson’s autobiography, but I totally own it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯


I JUST LOVE BOOKS, MAN! I love getting lost in another world without having to leave the couch. I love learning about interesting people or subjects I know nothing of! I love going to the library without knowing what I’ll check out next and coming home with at least three new books and using the eenie meenie miney mo method to pick which one to start first.

I think Arthur the Aardvark (from the PBS cartoon, Arthur, duh) said it best when he rapped that “having fun isn’t hard, when you’ve got a library card”….


Eye Eye Eye Wall

Among my 5 siblings, I was dubbed The Artistic One way back in the day. Since The Bossy One and The Cool One were already taken, I was more than happy to accept my fate as the only one who can wield a paintbrush. These days, saying “I was an art major” is one of my favorite pretentious things to say to people who never even asked.

One thing this artsy fartsy gal has been in desperate need of is a space to create. Besides past bedrooms and art classrooms, I haven’t ever really had my own designated space to paint or draw. I’ve always gotten by portably, setting up shop as I go and cleaning up when finished. I have fallen asleep with paper, pens, and markers scattered among my bed many times.

Joel and I always knew we’d have some sort of office space in our home, but didn’t start putting it together until recently. In our three bedroom home, we have our bedroom, “the middle room” (where we have a very big/comfortable but hideous sectional, Joel’s stationary bike, a TV, and two stinky AF litter boxes for our children cats), and our guest room. Since we will probably have to take a wrecking ball to the side of the house to get the giant sectional out (seriously don’t know how we got it in there in the first place), the guest room is underway to double as an office.

Last weekend, I started getting the ideas for our office space/guest room out of my head and into, well, the room. I told Joel I wanted to paint some “out there” murals and he didn’t even bat an eye when I told him my idea to paint an eye print on one of the walls.


I still have a few touch ups, but it only took me a few hours and about $10 worth of paint to finish this. I am loving it. It’s creepy in the coolest way possible.




The inspiration for the wall came from my friend’s Instagram account who had photos of similar eye street art somewhere in Spain. I’m really excited to be working on this space in our home and I feel pretty hashtag blessed to have a husband who is so on board with my wacky decor ideas. Most importantly though, our guests aren’t going to be able to shake the feeling that they’re being watched when they stay with us. That’s so funny to me… Eye can’t stop laughing.


How To Be A Good House Guest

Two weeks ago, my mother-in-law/BFF, Sheila, and I flew to Nashville, TN to attend my beautiful sister-in-law’s baby shower. After flying out of a blizzard and straight into a thunderstorm (a plane ride deemed “too bumpy” for us to be served our complimentary Chardonnay) a relaxing 38 hours in a new city was just what the doctor ordered. Since all the rooms at Laura’s house were filled with friends (and one perfect baby boy), Sheila and I had the pleasure of staying with Jeremy and Elsie Larson. I’ve been crushin’ on The Larson House via Instagram for a while now, so it was truly an honor to get the invite to actually sleep there. My main goal for the weekend (besides feeling Gummergal‘s baby bump as much as possible) was to be a good guest and not embarrass myself. I can’t speak for E or J, but I think I did a pretty GD good job… For the most part, anyway.








Although we’ve been Internet Gal Pals for a while now, I couldn’t help but think it might be, idk, a little weird not only meeting Elsie in person, but staying in her house. Would it be like sleeping in a museum? Would I be allowed to touch stuff? Would her dogs like me? Would my habit of waking up early annoy the shit out of everyone like it usually does?  I soon realized that this would be my first time being a real guest (staying with family or long-time friends doesn’t really count) in someone else’s home and I’d have to be on my best behavior.

Full disclaimer, it wasn’t even a little bit weird and the Larson Dogs, Dolly and Suki, totally love me. Elsie Larson, YOU REALLY ARE THE HOSTESS WITH THE MOSTESS.

The weekend went by so quickly, but I made the most of my short time in Nashville. Most importantly, I now have some good tips on how to be a good house guest…


I mean, how freaking cute are these Palm Springs themed shower treats?!




  • Don’t quote obscure movies or TV shows, no matter how funny you think you’re being. Example: Elsie gave Sheila and I a tour of her home and when it was over, I turned to her and said “your house has a real ass on it” (a quote from an episode of It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia). I got a polite smile from Elsie and an elbow to the ribs from Sheila.
  • Watch where you’re stepping, you clumsy fool. I kept walking into all the cactus and getting poked.
  • Do take advantage of all the cool mirrors. If they didn’t want you to take mirror selfies, they probably wouldn’t have bought them.
  • Make your bed! I never, ever make my bed at home, but it seems like a polite thing that people do, so I did it.
  • Make yourself at home! I definitely did wake up early to sit in the living room, kick my feet up, and read my book like I do at my own house every morning.
  • Don’t just slink out into the night when you leave like some kind of cheap hooker, say goodbye to your hosts.
  • Resist the temptation and don’t snoop (even if going through medicine cabinets is one of your favorite things to do).
  • This should go without saying, but don’t steal anything… we know that pink ukulele is calling your name, but buy your own on Amazon. GET OUT OF HERE, YOU CAN’T EVEN PLAY THE UKULELE.






A big thank you to Jeremy and Elsie for letting us stay with you and for not thinking it was weird that I took so many pictures inside your house…. Oh, you do think it was weird? We’ll work on it next time!


Lazy Girl’s Guide To Party Decor

An alternate title to this post is: How To Decorate For A Party So Well That Nobody Notices When You Leave Said Party To Hide In Your Room To Read… Because The Decorations Look That Good.

With the exceptions of our annual 4th Of Juluau and Halloween parties, our hosted social functions mostly consist of spur of the moment shindigs involving a lot of running around and throwing stuff together at the last minute. Okay, wait, no… that’s how we throw all of our parties, even the ones we’ve been mentally planning for months. Maybe that’s how everyone throws a party? Procrastination is somewhat of an art in this house, and I’ve got my last minute party decoration set up down to a science. As you may or may not know, it’s pretty easy to break the bank when you’re setting up for a grand event, but I’ve come up with some surefire cheapskate ways to decorate that will save dough and wow your guests. Plus, they’re easy peasy lemon squeezy.

Exhibit A: the gender reveal party we threw for some of our best friends who are expecting their first baby. I was elated at the chance to get to put this soiree together because it combines so many things that I love: Babies! Booze! The colors blue and pink and yellow! Pregnant friends! Secrets! Guessing games! Secrets Revealed!

I set this all up in the span of 2 hours, then I had to stand back and applaud myself because everything looked so cute.






    • get creative with balloons and streamers! cover a wall with streamers or balloons and you have a great photo back drop to impress all of your friends on Instagram.
    • two words: Candy Tray. two more words: Make One
    • spray paint is your best friend! (I spray painted our recycled Topo Chico bottles and some old vases different shades of blues and pinks and can always repaint them for future events)
    • use paint samples from the hardware store to make triangular, colorful garland.
    • make a signature drink with whatever is in your liquor cabinet.
    • match La Croix boxes and cheap candles to the color scheme.
    • don’t tell spray paint, but food coloring is also your best friend (dye the shit out of some ice cubes)
    • HAVE. A. CAKE. GUY. (my sister is a culinary genius and my go-to Cake Guy)
    • keep whatever decorations you can salvage because you can reuse more than you realize.








Okay now that I’ve listed some of the ways I decorate for a party, I don’t sound like such a lazy gal after all. Effort or not, my favorite part of any party we throw is the part where I can sit back, drink a beer, and let everyone thank me for putting it together. YOU’RE SO WELCOME!


Master Bedroom Before/After

It’s been quite some time since I gave the world a peek at our renovated 1940s home. To refresh your memory, I began in our cute little main bathroom that, like our kitchen, was a total gut job. Now we are moving on to a room that required some serious cosmetic upgrades: our bedroom.


The first things to go were that sad, Eeyore looking ceiling fan and the purple paint with Princess trim in our closet (we think the last family used it as a nursery). Our bedroom was my big project and I had to be so, so patient with it because Joel and I didn’t live together when he moved in.  I couldn’t just throw in feminine touches all willy nilly. After I painted all of the walls, ceiling, and trim plain old white, I had to suspend my dreams of the potential this master bedroom had, and let Joel have his brown sheets and mix matched side tables.


One day, 1 year later, I snapped and brought home paint samples. For those of you who asked how I got Joel to agree to light purple walls, I gave him only two options: pale lilac or pale lavender and he chose the one he liked best (Sweet Bianca by Bher). After I painted, a lot of other things started falling into place. A cool light fixture to fill the hole that the ceiling fan had left. A new bed, rug, ladder bookshelf. At my bridal shower we got our new matching bedside tables, lamps, and Frida Khalo pillows (thanks, Sheila!). Joel put in the window trim the week before our wedding. What an improvement!





I love our bedroom so much! It’s where I would hide and nap when I didn’t want to help with other home renovations. It’s where the 1,466 candles led me with Joel waiting to propose. It’s where all of our friends would drunkenly gather during our wedding week. It’s where I found my missing brother-in-law, just hanging out reading a Wes Anderson book at our wedding after party. It’s where we get to sleep every night. It’s HOME!







One of the other questions Joel and I both get asked a lot these days is whether or not we let our kittens sleep with us, to which I have only one answer: “No, I am the only animal allowed in the bedroom…” It’s funny because we’re newlyweds. Another question is do I regret getting all white bedding? Only about every 28 days… Okay, I’ll stop being gross now.

This room is  Mid Century Modern on a budget. We saved a lot of money by purchasing almost everything from Wayfair, Amazon, and Target. The geometric rug was a big splurge from West Elm, but it’s the only one. Most of the art and knick knacks are vintage finds! We love this cozy space (especially when it’s clean enough to photograph)!