jam jar

There are SO MANY awesome ideas for what to do with old mason jars out there. I am not super creative, but I want to at least acquire a set of jam jars (via a thrift store, hopefully) for various grains/cereals/pastas in my pantry. I need to keep my kitchen better stocked anyway, since I tend to eat healthier when in cooking-fiend mode. May as well make it look awesome too!

I've been keeping my used (happily empty!) wine bottles the past couple months too, for purposes of flower vases. If only I had more space to decorate! Renting one room in an already-stylish house does save on the bills, though.  

In other business, finally made a (much needed!) haircut appointment today, for Saturday! My hair is driving me crazy. While I'm there, I'm going to get my stylists opinion on... wait for it... color! I've NEVER dyed my hair before, save the blonde highlights I got in 6th grade (you can quit snickering now). Don't really know which direction I might go in, but I'll keep you posted. Happy blogging!

Photo Credits:  theknot.com, potterybarn.com, tumblr.com, thekitchn.com, weepingcherries.wordpress.com, twomenandalittlefarm.blogspot.com, kblog.lunchboxbunch.com, elizabethannedesigns.com

walker bags

My purse is teeny tiny, and likes to surprise me by exploding occasionally. After losing my wallet/iPhone/car keys multiple times in the abyss, I decided to invest in some amazing color mesh bags, called Walker Bags, based out of San Fran. We sell them at my work, and I took my lunch break to find the perfect ones.

They are so neat. My purse is a now happy little camper, no longer straining at the seams, threatening to destroy the world. Here's some more cute little bags from Etsy.

Etsy links here, here, and here. 

Momma

My momma's coming up to visit me! Excited, but I always feel like I need to get my life together right before she visits. You know. Clean my house, workout a little more, figure out my 10-year plan. No biggie.

No reason why I can't start this little blog, and try to get my thoughts in a row. I like feeling put-together.

A poem of chaos

Such plans I have
Of making glad
Mother as she
Visits my pad.

To clean my room,
To brush my hair,
And acting like
I've always cared!

This haircut? No,
It's not for you!
I've had it for
A week or two.

I don't know why
Every time
I try to find...

A better me?
(And yet, I'm fine.)