Whimsical Living

For most of my life I've considered myself a bit funky, and artsy.  For as long as I can remember, art has been a huge part of my existence.  From getting my "hand turkey" drawing in the School district art show in kindergarten to today, designing websites and logos and turning my house into a visual rainbow of color.

That said, my physical appearance has been very traditional.  I long to and occasionally manage channel Audrey Hepburn with a hint of Doris Day.

Since I appear more traditional, my funky artsy side comes out in leaps and bounds throughout my house.  Cozy but colorful, antique meets modern.

That said, I want to share a recent find.  If you are looking for some fun, delightful and funky glassware, check out:  Whimsical Living 

I recently broke the last of my old traditional wine glasses and went on a search for new.  Since I was given several bowls from Whimsical Living as a wedding gift it seemed like the perfect place to start.

Check it out!!!!

One of the many lovely designs found at Whimsical Living

Real People, My people

Ok, so I recently blogged about celebrities who have gone gray.  Most were faux gray and making some sort of fashion statement.

It is not my intent to make a fashion statement.  It is my intent to be more natural, more authentic and healthier by not putting excess chemicals into my system.  I'm proud of that.  I'm excited about that.

If I am going to look up to someone who has gone gray and looks great, I shall look up to people who matter to me.  You won't find any of these people in the tabloids but like me, they are authentic and honest about who they are and I love each of them.  These people are my inspiration.

Jess and Aunt Betty

The adorable Uncle John 

Uncle Felix and my mom, Felicia

Hang on to hope

For as long as I can remember, tulips have been my favorite flower. Delicate, bright and the sign of spring.  The end of a long cold winter.  Tulips give me hope for warmer days ahead.

During my tenure in Wisconsin my garden was bursting with tulips each spring. I always over planted knowing my furry little squirrel nemesis would dig out a percentage of bulbs.  They take a bite and then spit it out in disgust realizing the find was NOT a giant nut.

My eventual move to Florida, while a sun drenched blessing, was also a horticultural shock to the system.  Gone were all my familiar plants. My seasons.  Gone were my tulips.

Ten plus years in Florida and I have long since adapted to my new plant life.  I've grown to embrace it.  Understand it.  Yet I still miss my tulips.

Last Valentines Day my loving husband presented me with a lovely pot of tulips.  I loved them.  They were my connection to home, to hope, to new beginnings.  When the last flower wilted I couldn't let go.  I couldn't just toss the bulbs.  The little pink pot of bulbs was placed in the shed.

Every now and then I would notice the pot think about giving it a toss.  The idea of tulips growing in Florida was ridiculous but I like having hope.  The pot always stayed.

Today my husband and I were out working in the yard.  Somehow the little pink pot had been knocked down and he noticed it.  "Is this any good or should I just toss it?" He showed me the pot, dirt knocked out and tiny, green little sprouts peeking out.  TULIPS!  My sign of spring, the end of winter, a new beginning.  There is always hope!!!

Getting the stink eye...

I have seen it.  I have, no doubt, given it.  The dreaded "girl, you've got some serious roots showing" stink eye.

Tonight at the gym I was the recipient. I can no longer hide the 2 + inch skunk stripe. I've given up trying, especially at the gym where I go to work out and don't go to be "seen".

Monday is a step class filled with older, well coiffed, seriously dyed women. As I worked out on the elliptical, in walked the women for class.  Each a different shade of faux colorant.  Maybe it was partially my imagination but too many woman to ignore seemed to notice my stripe and stare just a bit too long.

Am I over-sensitive?  Maybe.  Probably.  But next time I see the stripe on someone else the "eye" they will be getting won't have a hint of stink.

Celbrities Dying to be GRAY

 

Keli, Lady Gaga and Kelly Osborne all have their hair DYED GRAY?  Maybe they've figured out that gray is the new black. 

And to think I can get it without the expense of the professional salon!