The personal blog of Lindsay Széchenyi, a 20-something ex-hair stylist and retail manager turned work-at-home mom. Follow along as my little family grows, have a peek at creative side, and watch us turn our fixer-upper 1925 American foursquare into a home.
Lately I've been steering toward doing things more hands-on than digitally. I just miss writing! I love writing and drawing and doodling, and I feel like I never ever do it... My handwriting is starting to go down the tubes, and I definitely suck at drawing these days. I started a little journal that I write/doodle in every night. (With a pen and everything!) And I've been on the lookout for a cute little planner or calendar to actually writethings in as opposed to having everything on my computers and phone. More specifically, I wanted something cute and fun to keep up with my up-and-coming longarm quilting business.
So check out this ADORABLE agenda/notebook I got from Anthropologie today! I. Love. It.
I have been a fan of Geninne Zlatkis's watercolors for forever and I just knew this was her work the second I saw it, even though Anthropologie doesn't say that it's her artwork on their site! (I'm not sure why, but that's kind of a bummer, right?) For some reason I've never bought one of her prints, even though I drool over them all the time. I'm really bad about that! I just don't buy myself things that often, I guess. (Changing that!)
There are a bunch of different sections: monthly calendars (you fill in the dates, so you can start using it at any time during the year) weekly calendars, notes, to-do lists, and even a bunch of blank pages in the back. And It's full of adorable little doodles.
It just makes me so happy to look at! Look at this inside cover... just beautiful.
I just love it. Love, love, love! Thanks Geninne for making such pretty things!
Just a little Instagram mosaic from recent photos. I'm still loving Instagram so much! Sometimes I forget all about Twitter :)
1. Vada at our front door looking all teensy 2. Vada cheesing 3. Vada looking pretty 4. The front room. The black rectangle above the fireplace is my "I HAVE FLYING MONKEYS... and I'm not afraid to use them!" sign :) 5. Vada in her swing on the back porch with her new Oobee. 6. Standard sitting in the car legs shot 7. The remains of the tiramisu Greg and I killed on our date night 8. Vada with her first lollipop 9. Vada wearing a bunch of my undies as necklaces! (I was folding laundry, she was helping.)
When we first moved into our house, about 4 years ago, I got super excited about having trick-or-treaters come to the door on Halloween. I got a ton of candy, including a huuuuge bag of Dum Dums. Sadly, we only got one doorbell ring the entire night! And it was just a bunch of kids who were barely dressed up and definitely too old to be trick-or-treating. (Damn kids these days...) So, we've had these lollipops for about four years now. I keep them in this pretty glass candy jar on a shelf between the dining room and front room when you first walk in the house. Luckily, my niece eats a few whenever she's over. And it's our friend Josh's mission to finish them off, so he eats them too. Lollipops don't really go bad, right? Haha :) If they're not gone by this Halloween, I'm giving the entire jar of them to the first kids who ring our bell!
I forgot to mention this yesterday! Greg got me the same Valentine's Day card this year as he did a few years back. For some reason, I still had the old card (which is odd because I usually don't keep cards) so I brought it down and showed him. We were cracking up :)
Once upon a time, a long long time ago (seriously, a really long time ago) being the good wife that I am, I decided it would be nice to make Greg some of his favorite sandwiches for lunch. To me, making his sandwiches are a huge pain in the butt - they have a million ingredients (turkey, roast beef, lettuce, tomato, cucumber, toast...) And I don't know, I'm happy making him dinner every night, but for some reason it just annoys me to make sandwiches. I guess what I'm trying to say is: the fact that I was making him these sandwiches was a sacrifice.
Nonetheless, I make him these two beautiful, delicious looking sandwiches, stacked high with all of his favorite ingredients... perfectly toasted bread, extra little veggies on the side for a little snack, I probably even poured him a big glass of tea, too. I proudly served him, and after he took a few bites, I asked him how he liked his sandwiches. His Highness replied, "they're fine, but they're in the wrong order. I like the layers of ingredients to be in this order..." and he proceeded to explain this stupid and ridiculous order of ingredients.
I was pissed. I told him I wasn't going to make him his stupid, complicated sandwiches ever again. And I didn't! Until today. He said he was having a bad day, so I texted him to see if there was anything I could do to help him out and he asked me to make his sandwiches. Ugh! So I begrudgingly made them, without bothering with whatever his magical sandwich ingredient order is. He ate them and didn't say a thing about it :)
He has also learned never to make "this would be really good if..." comments about my dinners. After about 6 of those, I went on strike for a while ;)