House update.

I have not talked much lately about home improvement projects.  We have taken a break from projects and are spending our time dreaming of what is to come.  I may have more to talk about in that regard soon.  We are drafting, refinancing, making plans, wondering what we can afford, and making plans.  But in the meantime, I am spending a lot of time formulating my exact wishes for a new kitchen.  Over and over again, I come back to this image.

I love the mix of textures, the moodiness, the avoidance of matching, and the warmth.  I am hoping to copy the floors exactly.

Other than that, I think I will do black counter tops and white cabinets.

But maybe some color in the cabinets.  Maybe.  These kitchens are also inspiring to me.

Traditional Kitchen by Chicago Kitchen And Bath Rebekah Zaveloff
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We will see.  Stay tuned.

Update.

Hi.  I am Chelsea.  I have not been here in awhile.  It may be because I work more now and the last thing I want to do when I get home is think or  stare at a computer.  That sounds like complaining but I love the job and am very grateful for it.  Or it could be that we are in “hold” mode for the house right now–navigating financing, budgets, drafting, permits, being our own general contractor, etc. for a little remodel that has us dreaming of knocking down a few walls, adding square footage, replacing all our windows and siding, designing a new kitchen and dining area, adding a mud room, and maybe redoing our bathrooms on a shoestring budget.  But for now, we don’t know what we will be able to do.  (Cross your fingers.)  But life is good and I want to write more on this blog.

So here are the things that have made made life fun lately:

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Hanging out with a kid who is obsessed with trucks and who is also potty training.

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Boot shopping with Mom.  She is still undecided but these are my favorite.

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Having an occasion to wear fancy rain boots.

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Hiking the green belt behind Megan’s house.  Beautiful at every time of year.

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Encountering God’s creation in pretty ways.

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Making valentines for those I love.

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Discovering the perfect valentine message for my Valentine.

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Discovering that a nice guy I went to high school with was far from “peaking” in high school.

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Someone hijacking my phone.

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Evenings like this.


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Succulents surviving the winter.

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A bounty of cabbage.  Want some?

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Peppery arugula.

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Kale, cooked like this.

Life is good.  We have a lot of fun ahead of us in the coming weeks, with a birthday for me, some very fun visitors coming from Auburn, CA, and SXSW–to watch movies, discover new music, and hosting Sugar for the week.

Grapefruit season.

Since it is grapefruit season, I find myself cutting a lot of grapefruit.  And I can’t do so without hearing my Papa Waters’ whistle.  I love grapefruit but part of that love is the nostalgia grapefruit brings.

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My Papa would cut our grapefruit perfectly.  He would slice between each triangle and around the outside.  He whistled while he worked.  He put it in the perfect form fitting bowl, sprinkled it with raw sugar, and gave us a special spoon to eat it with.  Now, as I prepare grapefruit the exact same way, I think of that whistle.  The process of cutting grapefruit is a labor of love.  I won’t cut grapefruit for very many people.  It requires two knives, a special spoon, and lots of effort.

Because it is grapefruit season, I cut grapefruit for those I love, and I think of my Papa and that whistle.

Artwork by Elizabeth Mayville.

What I read on vacation.

I take my reading list on vacation very seriously.  I want to make sure that I have “worthy” books to read.  I have begun pinning books on Pinterest when I receive a good recommendation.  On our recent vacation to Maui, I read three books and loved each of them.

The first was the Language of Flowers, which I devoured on the plane headed to Maui.  This book made me cry a little, but it turns out good in the end, which is a criteria of mine.  I hate being left empty and sad.  This one will do the opposite.  It is the story of a child who was abandoned by her parents as a baby and moved from foster home to foster home until she met a good match.  If I had read this book over several days, I would have worried about the main character when not reading.  She became a very real person in my head.  Very sweet book.  

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I next read One Breath Away, which was stressful.  It is the story of a gunman who enters a small town school, and the townspeople who deal with the unraveling situation.  It, too, turns out okay in the end, but it is very intense throughout.  I was not as impressed with the writing in this book, but was captured by the story, whose main character is a police woman who is intricately involved with the reason the gunman is in the school.  Worth a read, I think, but I read it before the Shady Hook shooting.  It might be too real now.

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Lastly, I read the Art of Racing in the Rain.  This one surprised me.  I did not expect to enjoy this book, but have found myself thinking about the book even after reading it.

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This book is written from the perspective of a dog named Enzo, who has a really funny perspective on life.  The book starts at the end of his life but looks back to tell the story of he and his owner.  Not only is it funny, but it is also heart wrenching.  Enzo’s owner is a race car driver who is particularly good at racing in the rain.  I would recommend this to men and women.  Wonderful book.

What will I read next?  Any suggestions?  It has to end well, not be raunchy, and have minimal shoot-em-up scenes (Scott is the Jack Reacher reader), and have some amount of goodness to it.  Those are my criteria.