Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

My Windy Thoughts

I just got back from a 4 day long vacation in Chicago to visit the boy I met at Mardi Gras.

Sounds like the beginning to a horrid lifetime serial killer movie, very a la Craigslist Killer.

It was a lovely time. I didn't realize I could do something so spontaneous in the relationship department.  I feel that I will always learn something about myself. No matter what age I am. Thankfully, the pressure just didn't feel intense to me. I even met half of his family and almost all of his local friends. Have you ever traveled a long distance for a guy? How long had you known him?

It went so well he has already booked his trip to come visit at the end of this month. I have a feeling my pocket book is not going to like me at the end of this summer.

I miss the road trips I took in college. This song in particular reminds me of driving to Atlanta for long weekends. Anyone else miss Rilo Kiley as much as I do?


Rilo Kiley - "Portions for Foxes"

--There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week--

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

I love a man that appreciates antiques.

I stumbled across a write up about George Krauth's home on the Southern Living website. I adore the fact that he keeps the family heirlooms in their pristine shape. I am always trying to convince my Mom not to use paint/crackle on every single antique that has a scratch. She would 'shabby chic' his whole house if he let her.

First, let me just say this, I am blown away by his attention to detail. I swooned over the fact that he had his great-grandmother's letter blown up and framed. That's a family man right there.

Second, as much as I love the muted, earthy tones, I feel that there needs to be a few more pops of color. I feel the kitchen would be a perfect spot to start adding some vibrant hues.

Third, I have always vowed to have a porch swing. We always had one growing up, along with a huge wrap around porch. I think of porch swings and I think of a good book, sweet tea, and warm summer days/nights.

Last, is this man single? :o)

George Krauth on his custom porch swing in Chattanooga, TN.