A majorly textured photograph of my little pooper, Sugar. She’s so pretty under all those iPhoneography apps…
When I was of the tooth losing age, I somehow got it in my head that:
a.) There was not a singular tooth fairy. There was a whole magical land full of tooth fairies. Because let’s be honest here, ONE tooth fairy collecting all those teeth EVERY SINGLE NIGHT? No way could even a mythical, magical, glittery character accomplish so much on her own.
b.) Because there were many tooth fairies, they each had a name (of course) and a number. In Tooth Fairy Land it’s easier to keep up with all those fairies if they each had a number, obviously. Surely many of them had the same name. So the number system was far more efficient.
c.) It was in my best interest to create written contracts for the tooth fairy. Very plainly: you sign for my tooth, you can have it. Also, please leave me some money.
Kids… where the heck they get this stuff…
This is one of my tooth fairy letters/contracts that I would leave under my pillow with my tooth carefully folded inside. Those signatures and numbers were done by my aunt because my mom knew I’d recognize her handwriting. Every time I see one of these contracts it cracks me up, because what kid does this?! Also, I cringe because clearly my spelling and grammar needed a lot of work. But what I lacked in proper conveyance of the English language, I made up for in dotting my exclamation points with little molars. It’s all in the details, people.
Turquoise milk glass; turquoise depression glass; turquoise, turquoise, turquoise anything glass! This is a total antique store drool fest for me.
Today’s #photoadayjuly is “big” and I thought I’d merge a couple of posts for this one. On Saturday I took on a somewhat “big” reorganization project, and because I’m a DIY nerd I photographed the process.
You know how girls have a lot of stuff? Specifically a drawer in the bathroom jammed full of things like lip gloss and nail polish and hair thingies and, and… You know the drawer. We all have one. Ours had gotten completely out of control. Mostly because of me and my many hair accessories, but that’s beside the point. I FINALLY got a big enough burr in my saddle to do something about it, so I went to Target and bought a drawer organizer for inspiration. Then I went to work!
There are no words for how happy this makes me. Everything has a place. And it’s clean. And every time I open the drawer, little angels sing while floods of light warm the deep cockles of my heart. After I finished, I was so giddy about it that I literally jumped up and down in front of Rhonda until she went upstairs to see the end results (and then compliment me on how pretty it is… naturally).
I know, I know… I seriously need to be medicated.
Okay, so it’s many chairs…
These are just a few items in “inventory” to be refinished with some modern touches. Never mind the rest of the furniture in the warehouse. Dang, I’ve already said too much. Just focus on the wicked-cool vintage chairs and pay no attention to the overzealous blogger.
For the theme “on the floor” I chose to dump the contents of my purse on the floor and neatly arrange them for photographing. Not pictured here is my iPhone because I needed it to snap the photo. So… yeah… this is what I carry around with me every day…
For ChanuChristmaKah last year I was given a gift certificate to Kiva.
In short, Kiva is “a non-profit organization with a mission to connect people through lending to alleviate poverty.” I’ve been a huge fan of Kiva for years and I’ve always wanted to be a part of it. It’s one of those things on my “list” that I keep forgetting about. I’m not entirely too sure why, except that I had not yet made Kiva a part of my life routine and you know how taking that initial step goes…
Also, I have the attention span of a goldfish.
So last year when my aunt asked me what I wanted for the holidays I basically squealed, “a Kiva gift certificate!” It was the only thing I could think of that I truly wanted. Because not only was she gifting me the money to turn around and invest in someone who genuinely needs and deserves it, but she was giving me the platform to start my own Kiva portfolio. She gave me a gift that will continue to give as long as I continue to reinvest the funds. And she gave me the absolute joy of not only being able to help someone in need, but to be a part of the process as well. After seven months, I’ve finally been able to make a decision about where to invest the money and I couldn’t be happier about it. Sifting through all of the applicants, knowing you can pick only one (or two) in whom to invest is one seriously tough-ass decision to make. But I finally found a woman that I’m a little bit in love with and hope to some day visit her in Peru (after all, Peru IS on Rhonda’s and my bucket travel list). Meet Lesly:
Today’s “Photo a Day July” (yeah, I’m attempting that again… let’s see if I can make it through an entire month this time!) is “Best Part of Your Day.” My day started off pretty crappy actually, and this** is exactly what I needed to not only turn it around, but pretty much make this the best week/month/year ever. Seriously. I’m more excited about this than I can adequately say.
A-hundred-million-lifetime “thank yous,” Robyn. One of the best gifts ever.
**I know it’s not officially a photo that I shot today. But it’s a screen capture that I cropped and made to look kind-of, maybe a little bit like a photo. Back off, I’m participating… that’s all that matters. Like I said, “attention span of a goldfish.” It’s a miracle I’ve made it THIS far.
Update: In the time it took me to type up this post, Lesly reached her goal and is fully funded! Color me happy.