ever have one of those days where it's 10:33pm and you feel as though you've already been defeated for the day. why clean up the living room? or read your bible study? or do the dishes? it seems like i've already failed, somehow, in so many little ways and little things. it seems easier to just sit at the computer and look at beautiful pictures.

p.s. i did not go take photos this weekend like i wanted to. i miss taking pictures just for fun.

i did find a new photographer i adore through a friend. sarahdharper.net . i absolutely want to be her someday. along with several others.

i think i'll just sit here and pour over fabrics for a while via thibautdesign.com and calicocorners.com and pretend i have nothing to do.

delima

i really want these curtains for my dining room. they are sold as single panels... and i need 4. thus, i would have to spend my birthday monday and my christmas money in addition to the gift card i have. expensive taste is haunting ; )

or

i could save my money (as i have been) in hopes that this duvet cover i've been adoring for months doesn't sell out on ebay (as it is sold out from pottery barn). this seems to be risky, as it could easily sell out on ebay, it is overpriced on ebay, and in the meantime the curtains could sell out!

ugh.

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a note on the title of my blog

a note on the title of my blog:

blogs are a strange, but intriguing idea. they invite discourse, openness, and transparency of our daily musings, wonderings, hurts, thoughts, ideas, etc. since we're all trying to define ourselves, it's interesting to me what people ( i) will or will not publish in a blog. we present ourselves, even more than in face-to-face communication, as a contrived picture. the transparency is posed. anyhow, the whole thing is not only interesting, but also compelling as it provides a creative outlet where i can paint my own picture of myself, my daily world, and my ambitions. it seems to me in a blog we present characterizations of that picture we're trying to paint. i am assured that my characterizations will be nonsensical, because i feel the things that define me the most are of the smallest and least important stance. i seem to feel that the rug i place on my bathroom floor says more about me than the words i speak everyday. although i know this isn't true, i can't help but foresee that my blog will be full of wallpaper cuttings, lampshades, adorable rugs, and the like. they characterize my picture. but, hopefully, as i grow into the person i am to be those things of greater importance and impact will begin to match the ideal picture. with Help my words, thoughts, and ambitions will take shape into the characterizations i am after.