This is a cross stitch kit called "Silhouette Collage" - designed by Eva Rosenstand. Its a huge project at 50 x 40 cm but it appeals to me on so many levels - the monochromatic imagery broken by the flowers in the centre. I love how the primary colours contrast with the black and white. And the subject matter is so sweet. Its a little expensive for me right now, so I will just have to dream about it for now.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
I want this!
Monday, July 5, 2010
Our Wedding
Here is a small selection of pictures from my wedding.
It was photographed by Nika and Dusan from Wild Orchid Creations. They were wonderful and I would recommend their services. I found them to be very well priced - their work is very good and they were extremely helpful and professional.
Here I am with my Father. We danced to Stevie Wonder's Isn't She Lovely? since I wasn't up for a sappy sad bastard father-daughter song. I am a really emotional person but at the same time my Britishness refuses to let it show. I knew if I had anything sentimental I would lose it and I wanted our wedding day to be happy and not a tear-fest. I am really glad I went with this song! All in all the day was great. We set a small fire in the church and burnt the altar covering and my dad got lost for an hour on the way to the hall but beyond that things went well. No disasters, no freak-outs. Our guests enjoyed themselves and D and I got married! Nothing could top that :)
I am in a funk
We are finally out of the basement and using the brand new kitchen!
Our fridge (or should I say the MIL’s fridge) was back ordered forever, and then the replacement fridge we ordered took another 2 weeks for delivery. Screw you, The Brick!
Anyway, its here and its a nice KitchenAid with the freezer on the bottom.
I spent all of Sunday bringing up the stuff from the basement – food, pots and utensils. Then I put everything away in the fridge, freezer, drawers and cabinets. It was a big job and I was exhausted. I had to basically organize the new kitchen with someone else’s belongings!
It was really annoying and intimidating. Annoying because I wasn’t really up for doing that – like am I a built-in servant at this house now? (Wow that’s really grouchy of me!) And intimidating because the MIL will be back next month and I am sure there will be endless discussion of my choices, and I am not up for that either.
Basically I am in a funk about living in a house that isn’t mine. I feel like an outsider and I can’t get comfortable here. I hate cleaning stuff that seems like it was designed to need the most amount of cleaning possible. For example the vanity in the main bathroom is three tiers of glass, topped with a glass bowl. It shows everything. From the moment I clean the darn thing, it looks dirty again in a few hours. I can blame D. for picking that thing out when he re-did the bathroom a few years ago. It seriously haunts my nightmares. Plus it is the ugliest thing you’ve ever seen.
Ugh I am seriously on a rant here.
I have been wanting to be a “good” wife but its hard to balance my ideals with my reality. In reality I get hyper annoyed by every little thing. In my ideals I can cheerfully maintain a comfortable home, cleaning and all. I think I need to grow up.
Our fridge (or should I say the MIL’s fridge) was back ordered forever, and then the replacement fridge we ordered took another 2 weeks for delivery. Screw you, The Brick!
Anyway, its here and its a nice KitchenAid with the freezer on the bottom.

It was really annoying and intimidating. Annoying because I wasn’t really up for doing that – like am I a built-in servant at this house now? (Wow that’s really grouchy of me!) And intimidating because the MIL will be back next month and I am sure there will be endless discussion of my choices, and I am not up for that either.
Basically I am in a funk about living in a house that isn’t mine. I feel like an outsider and I can’t get comfortable here. I hate cleaning stuff that seems like it was designed to need the most amount of cleaning possible. For example the vanity in the main bathroom is three tiers of glass, topped with a glass bowl. It shows everything. From the moment I clean the darn thing, it looks dirty again in a few hours. I can blame D. for picking that thing out when he re-did the bathroom a few years ago. It seriously haunts my nightmares. Plus it is the ugliest thing you’ve ever seen.
Ugh I am seriously on a rant here.
I have been wanting to be a “good” wife but its hard to balance my ideals with my reality. In reality I get hyper annoyed by every little thing. In my ideals I can cheerfully maintain a comfortable home, cleaning and all. I think I need to grow up.
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