Decorating in a Small Space with Everyday Pretty 2012

I moved into my new studio apartment in late May. Finally. My own place after moving home in March 2011 and back with my parents(after living on my own for three years). Five months later, I moved to Vermont and into a unique living situation-three boys and I living above our landlord on the second floor of his house(basically). We had a private entrance and stairwell, but still. I had a room.That was it.

Luckily, a furnished bed, desk, lamp, and etagere was already there when I moved into the place. The seasons changed, and it became April 2012, and was told to move out. Long, stupid story short, I made it to late May and could move in to my own place with my own closet, stove, fridge, bathroom and bought a bed for the first time.

Yet, I needed decorating help. My friend back home, Katie Wassmer, has a super cute blog, Everyday Pretty, and she kindly agreed to do a few posts about decorating in a small space. Go here to learn about maximizing small spaces(with pics of my kitchen), here to make small spaces bigger, and generally, just poke around on the blog! Go here to follow on Twitter , Facebook and Pinterest.  Thanks for your advice friend!

Now that I have time off from school for about two weeks, I can finally hang up pictures, buy decorative things, and rearrange my room…again.


Memphis in May Music Fest-or how I saw Gavin Rossdale finally.

As I’ve mentioned, I came home last week to not only see friends, but to go to Memphis in May’s Beale Street Music Fest. I guess my body had become acclimated to the New England coolness because I got super overheated within forty five minutes of walking around Tom Lee Park. Water wasn’t helping. I had that feeling in my head and stomach that this day was not going to end well. I ate some barbecue, drank some sugary ice tea, and tried to find shade in the 90 degree heat(along with every other music goer). Everyone moved super slowly like we were walking through water.

Yet, I rallied. I rallied because this band came to town.

Seeing Bush was a check off my list of bands to see in my life. Since I bought “Sixteen Stone” in 1994, I have been a fan of their music and lead singer Gavin Rossdale. I could not stop smiling throughout the set. Everyone around me seemed to be in my age bracket and sang a long to almost all of the words. Great experience.

The sun went down, and if I could have beamed myself back to my parent’s house I would have done so. I could barely walk, and needless to say, I was driven home, and promptly drank Gatorade…I KNEW this was going to happen, oddly, earlier in the week, yet didn’t really prepare. I had a day to recover, and traveled back uneventfully to Burlington for the beginning of my summer classes. I won’t be back in Memphis until Christmas, so I was happy to have this small window of eating BBQ, drinking great water, and seeing the Mississippi at sunset.

I start classes on May 15th-four classes, and a fellowship. It’s going to be a wild ride.

I can’t believe it’s been almost a year since I left the City of Good Abode for the Queen City.

Turkey Lurky

Well, Thanksgivng 2011 is over. I was invited  to Jess’s house in Enfield, New Hampshire, and off I drove with Ross(another “not going home for the holiday” student) in a lovely blue Tacoma truck. I think I drove it well…it was a pretty, snowy drive and had fun hanging with the Lynch family. Singing “We Gather Together” at the table was funny since only her parents out of 16 people truly knew it:). While I tried chipping away at the massive amount of homework, assignments, and projects due in the next two and a half weeks, I went to see Breaking Dawn with Cora, shopped at J.Crew/Urban Outfitters/American Apparel today, and bought Super 8 earlier in the week. Burlington is gearing up for the holidays with the Christmas tree being lit tonight on Church Street. It’s a massive 38 foot blue spruce.

I’m still not believing it’s almost December, and I’ve been here for about four months. I’ll be home for Christmas for a week. The holidays are always a strange feeling for me-another year is ending, all of us are getting older, some are still stuck in their ways, yet it’s a time for togetherness, good food, and pretty lights. I dunno. Just odd. I don’t want to “just get through it,” but the last five years, it’s been that way. But, I’m still happy where I am, and look forward to 2012.

Twenty Ninth Birthday

And now for a special Friday Finds(and a day late)…my twenty ninth birthday was yesterday. This didn’t truly shake me up like last year, or when I turned twenty five. Maybe I am ready for the last year of this decade, and looking towards my thirties? I feel like I am getting to know me better…did a move out of the 901 cause that? Probably. I’m around some pretty cool people(not that I wasn’t in Memphis), but the vibe is different. I hope I am not looking through rose colored glasses.

I spent yesterday sweating it out on a yoga mat, eating cupcakes, and drinking some tasty ice tea mojitos. There was a surprise italian cream cake. A tipsy outing back to campus to hear a professor of mine talk about art, and then bed by midnight. Pretty chill day and amazed at the amount of wishes in social media world that I received. I got some birthday money from my grandmother, a pretty cool scarf from Big Al back home, and cards from friends. And I decided to partake in a tarot card reading…pretty interesting and why not?

Here’s some pics of the day:

Cora’s cake that she brought–pretty tasty.

Birthday present pour moi

I saw the Rum Diary this week, and fell asleep due to being tired from school-I need to read the book now. School is going well, just the end of the semester is nigh, and everyone knows it. It’s getting colder, and I’m sure snow will be here soon. I’m excited for my first Vermont snowfall.

Class of 2001: Highschool reunion musings

My 10 year highschool reunion is tonight and tomorrow-I went to an all girl’s highschool in Memphis, and we are co-celebrating with our “brother” all boy’s school from down the street. Tonight is an event at my classmate’s house for the girls and some of our teachers, and tomorrow is the bar get together in downtown Memphis.

I’m mixed feelings-I think I’m 60/40 sad about not being there. On the 60% side: It would be great to see some of the girls I haven’t seen in years, or more than a year even. Since the dawn of Facebook, I’ve pretty much kept up with everyone with an account, either personally or ambiently. I graduated with 67 girls, and have been able to find those who left over the four years as well. I have two highschool friends I keep up with on a regular basis, and others every now and then. Yes, social media has helped. It’s made face to face meetings a little awkward, too, sometimes. How do you wrap up ten years of your life in a five-ten minute conversation, and then quickly go on with your day or night? I also worked with a few classmates in my previous job(which was the highschool), so I was always around to hear alumnae news.

The 40% part–I work myself up for something to be great in my head(Romy and Michelle anyone?), and then it just deflates very, very quickly. Very anticlimactic to the point that I don’t want it anymore. But, I do want it…but, then I glance over to my overflowing bookbag of homework, assignments, meetings to book, and laundry to do over in the corner of my room…

Majority of my classmates are married, with children, or married with children. I’m not. I feel that I am much different than I was ten years ago. Will I look back in 10 years and wish I had been there? I have no idea. I know it’s one of those life passages-a reunion-and it’s supposed to be a special, sacred thing. Most blow it off.

I still can’t believe it’s been ten years. The school has changed, but the upstairs hallway that houses a lot of the classrooms really hasn’t. Smells are still the same. A few of the same teacher faces.

Just older. Like us. We are approaching a new decade in a year in age(our 30s…shit).

How did that happen so quickly? I didn’t realize it that time was going to so fast in college, and now here I am, staring at 29 in a few weeks, and I’m in a new city, a new life.

Congrats on ten years, class of 01. Hope yall have a memorable time.