BRCA stuff



 

Do the words spiritual and journey

make you wanna throw things?

 

 

 

You're safe.

I just wrote a long poignant

stream of consciousness thing about mine

then blew it up.

 

 

It's too important to get it right,

plus I'm in the throes.

 

 

 

 

Here's a peek though:

my journey involves BRCA2,

physical challenges,

and feeling spiritually opened.

 

 

 

 

 

 

What has arrived with genetic test results

and surgeries is also an opportunity

to surrender.

 

 

So I am.

 

 

 

I'm still trying to be a light for my mom.

Honestly though I think I am failing

my BRCA2+ sister

who is blogging about her journey.

She's very brave. She wants all the info.

I keep hearing myself ask her

some version of 'will we ever discuss

anything other than 3-D nipple tattoos?'

 

I'm not sensitive or compassionate enough.

I'm too busy broadcasting my own needs and

hotflashing and seeking distractions.

I want to do better, and already I can tell

He's burning all kinds of unGodly crap

out of me.

Dude.

Is that what a hotflash is?

 

 

It is a humbling journey.

 

 

 

Even for

a girl occasionally clever

with 'silver linings within the suffering' schtick.

 

 

For a mama with her head in the clouds, painting

dreamy abstracts stoned high on buttercream.

 

 

For a Real Housewife of True Dork City,

who just angrily called her shih tzu a weenie

(#menopause).

 

 

For an ungraceful

lover of words who can't

pirouette for shizzle.

 

 

For a Sunbeam for Jesus with

doctorates in blogology and self-deprecation.

 

 

 

 

It's helpful to write this schtuff down

because it leads to discovery and leaves

me only a tad nervous that at this

juncture you are looking for a blunt

object to hurl at the screen

because it sounds an awful lot like

a spiritual journey post.

 

Just before my mom's surgery.

 

Thanks for all the hand holding.

I honor you for reading.

 



 

 

 

 

 

 

sarah richardson {farmhouse chic}



 

What a great Mother's Day it was!
The tradition here is my three men work
tirelessly on the yard and landscaping
all day according to my instructions.
I know. Freakin fabulous.
* * *
It has been two years since I blogged
about the multitudinous reasons I'm a huge fan of
Sarah Richardson's farmhouse.

For the pleasure of discerning
farmhouse chic
connoisseurs everywhere,
here's a reprise of the lovely:

 

 

This time 'round I am including seldom
seen shots for extra perspective via
Fieldstone Windows,
the supplier of windows
for this home.
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Isn't this spot majorly heart-stirring?

 

 

in process
 

Why we're diggin the place?

 



Vintage Corbels.

create balance with modern enhancements

in a farmhouse kitchen.

 

Shades of Grey.

They're cool.

They work magic with stainless ensembles.

Comfy Barstools.

Here they are upholstered in oilcloth.

You know you and guests will spend tons of time

here so why not just say no to good looking but

uncomfortable tuffets?

 

Give Me Liberty.

For me, farmhouse architecture means

we don't have to take ourselves too seriously.

*Rosy doors and hardware are pure yum.

More farmhouse chicness here.

 

Stairway Runners.

Is there realllllly anything else to say?

Paisley.

Heavenly dots, a herringbone-y quilt, and

a rooster on a clock...farmhouse mixes

up the chic. 

Unexpected Unpainted Wood.

Yes, everyone and their great-grandma is

chalk painting a kitchen table, but

still no legislation prohibiting

us from stepping away from the paint.

(A white painted 4-poster maybe

would have been expected here.)

 

Punch.

Neutrals get busy with

burnt orange, apricot, and garnet

without overwhelming contrasts.

(Am I still the only one who sees Jesus

in the woodgrain of the clock?)

 

Unicorns.

 A crown, a crest...

the piece deserves to have a home

designed around it.

 

 

Romance.

Farmhouse chic can be feminine

as Sarah proves.

Innovative Customization.

Since the bones of this farmhouse were

worth honoring, they preserved the

window in the design with this

custom counter/cabinet.

 

 

 

Oodles and oodles of beautiful showing-its-age 

Maple Hardwood.

 

Restful.

This farmhouse feels clean,

not cold, 

nostalgic, yet modern.

 

How bout you, farmchix and citychix...

got a soft spot for farmhouse chic?

 

* * *

*More babbling bout Sarah Richardson's work here (cottage), here, and here.

 



 

 

linking with these lovely parties

uncommon lovely {kate lewis}

 

Psyched about this juicy
lovely art print titled

BIG ORANGE CHAIR

by Kate Lewis
found at Uncommon Goods.

 

Aren't the colors delish?

It's the kind of inspiration that makes
you wanna design a whole space around it.

 

*kate's adorable family via

in progress!
 

Familiar with Uncommon Goods?

 

 

They're an online shop of creatively designed,

unique, high-quality items including

wall art.

 

 

I discovered new-to-me artists within

the Uncommon Goods Artist Gallery here

and have a serious crush

on this Maira Kalman poster

and a few others in the Wall Art section here.

 

 

Kate Lewis lives with her family
in an 1894 Chicago farmhouse,

where she paints boldly energetic,

happy pieces inspired by interiors,

fashion mags, and the art she loves.

Her engaging blog is right here.

 

at work in her studio

 

Baby on board...congrats, Kate!



 

Her palette

 

Kate's much re-blogged painted stairs

 

green poppy love chair

 

It would appear Kate loves chairs,

and this one has whimsy written

all over it.

 

Kate's whimsical home

 

twinkle twinkle

 

Feelin the colorful happy chic vibe?

 

 



 

Uncommon Goods Artist Gallery here

Uncommon Goods Wall Art here