Wednesday, April 27, 2011

A Princes Grows Up

Yes, my alarm is set for the painfully early West Coast coverage of Prince William's Marriage to Kate Middleton. Not because I particularly care to see a proper English wedding play out, or a surprise designer gown revealed but because in a nostalgic way, I feel it represents a sort of milestone in my own life. As a child I worshiped Princess Diana. For all the same reasons everybody else adored her. Because she had a keen sense of style, because she seemed human in a super surreal setting and appeared sincerely affected by the causes attached to her name, and yet sad, in spite of all the perks, and couture gowns, and jewels at her fingertips. Once she had her boys I feel in love with watching her as a mother. Tearing photos from the tabloid mags in the supermarket of her with her babies in the park, boys clad in those beautiful old fashioned rompers, visiting Prince Charles at the navel base in matching uniforms or lunching with the Queen in her garden at Easter. When we lost her I ached for those boys. Sons forced to grow into royal men amidst their mother's mere shadow left to guide them. Praying, like the rest of the world, they would be Ok. 

So Friday, for me, is less about catching an Elton John sighting, or seeing how everything comes together with the threat of rain looming still, but to breath a sigh of relief, to think that maybe, just maybe Prince William grew up and found a girl who will fulfill him. On a modern, realistic level. In spite of those old world fairytale expectations his mother and father could never fully escape. 





Monday, April 25, 2011

Easter

Fresh crepes & rotating egg hunts. Peculiar clouds and sugar induced meltdowns. Easter this year was as hectic as ever. Especially split between two families in addition to an ever growing neighborhood gathering/hunt we are committed to early Sunday morning on our street - spills of children running a muck between houses, tearing into chocolate treats while adults huddled in pajamas sip coffee and try to ignore all the chaos at their backs. Exciting as it is for the boys, I do fantasize about one low-key holiday at home. Maybe next year. Should my cooking skills and backyard become more refined...












Thursday, April 21, 2011

Janglin Boys/Home Video

Short tale of pillow fights, scraped knees, power wheel test drives gone wrong and everything sweet in between. Oh them wild boys...

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Spring Things

With only three days until Easter Sunday, we have lots to get done here in the Habit household. Egg coloring being the shining highlight on Friday night, as well as a handful of scattered egg hunts to follow. Other than trying to keep everything in order for Spring festivities, we are still attached to a major house cleanse (a feat taking far more energy, and focus than I had ever anticipated) on top of turning our home inside out. Not the most comfortable place to walk into at the moment. However, little gems like Helen Musselwhite's papered creations provide some sweet distraction. I've tried many times to choose a favorite from her site yet find it downright impossible. All these lovely little scenes I'd like to spend an afternoon inside of if I could. Enjoy!

Monday, April 18, 2011

Said Joan Didion

"Although I have felt compelled to write things down since I was five years old, I doubt that my daughter ever will, for she is a singularly blessed and accepting child, delighted with life exactly as life presents itself to her, unafraid to go to sleep and unafraid to wake up. Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth with some presentiment of loss." 
 Joan Didion

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Baby M

Shower preparations stationed in the sunlit nook of Nicky's kitchen. Tomorrow, a date with the girls to welcome Anne's sweet spring baby.





Thursday, April 14, 2011

Rock Out


Vintage Herman Miller Eames Rocker in seafoam green stole my heart and is now shamelessly begging for my checkbook. Etsy, sometimes you are a dangerous friend to keep.




Mid Week Thrift Picks

Wednesday afternoon, post preschool drop off, the boys and I made it over to the local Goodwill where I found a couple cute blouses, a very PINK Marty Robbins record and a small ceramic pot to hold our constantly dying house plants. I'll try better this time, I promise. 5 bucks even. Steal, right?








Monday, April 11, 2011

sweater weather

Is just about over with. Delighted as I am to have the warm season approaching, I have to admit I am going to miss my boys in their bright knit sweaters and little hooded heads. 

On with the sunscreen & flips flops we go...







Friday, April 8, 2011

home works /part 1

So aside from trying to entertain an unstoppable preschooler, and the rest of this ever growing neighborhood kid clan running wild around these streets during a two week Spring Break vacation, I've been delving into the closets and storage spots throughout the house - first phase of a much needed spring cleansing to eliminate all the junk we've let pile up through the four years we've been here. A week long plight that included unpacking all those forgotten boxes beneath the stairs - remnants from "the old house" we neglected to ever properly go through. Certainly this is more of a job than I had ever imagined. But slowly, as the clutter starts to clear and space opens up it feels more than refreshing. Literally, like a weight being lifted. Another benefit of the cleanse is uncovering stuff I had either forgotten or considered lost. A couple old ink prints, our entire record collection, photo albums and other odd, beloved trinkets from times past. 

Here, a couple clips from recent focus (other than reorganizing): 
Paint chips, the ever revolving over the couch art self, newly stacked book storage in the dining hutch, fabric, vintage globes, grandma's 1940's drum lamp shade, Emma Lawrenson geometric prints, Ikea Jorun Rug. 










Next up, the remodel of the upstair bedrooms and all the fun involved in picking prints and art - as well as the love affair with Benjamin Moore back in full swing. So, many, great colors!