Doodle town

And that's that.
I don't smoke crack.

Back from the dead.

The last day and a half have been rough.  I haven't gotten out of bed, nor have I been able to keep anything down.  Finally at 11 pm last night I was able to drink a bottle of Gatorade without bringing it back up.  I feel really bizarre nonetheless.  I haven't had any caffeine either which I am certain, added to the pounding headache plaguing me yesterday.  We're going to fix this now:

1 or 3 mugs kona coffee. (thanks Lara)

1 bowl various stone fruits.

4 strips bacon. extra crispy.

That should do.

A truly great room and a truly great lady.

When I first stepped into my friend Lindsay's room, I'll admit I was a little jealous.  It's like walking into an old apothecary that's been crossed with an antique store and a little bit of mortuary thrown in there for good measure.  It's warm, inviting, and there is always something to look at.  This bedroom has so much character and every little item has its place.  I knew I had to share it.

She don't mess around.  

I want this bat...

There are tons of corks that were painstakingly collected over the years.  It's difficult work, but someone's got to drink that wine.  I helped out a little that day.  

This one's not in her room, I know, but I enjoy the porch decor as well...

Got a worthy room?  Maybe I'll blog yours next.  

Killing spree

I have had it.  I came home and the maintenance crew had obviously been there and done some plumbing if you want to call it that.  My shower drain is still slow, and there were more drain flies than ever.  They seem to like the area in our bedroom around the radiator, so I took it upon myself to duct tape the gap between the floor and the pipes.  I then proceeded to pour boiling water down the drains and stick a cup over the shower drain to see if any flies collect.  I will also enjoy watching them suffer on my new fly tape.  These make wonderful additions to any room.  So retro, so stylish.

Dehydrated, hungover and hot.

I tried everything.  Coffee, water, food, a walk, hair-of-the-dog, but nothing works like this stuff.  My energy is returning, and the dull headache is finally fading.  Fun fact:  Coconut water can be used instead of blood when an emergency blood transfusion is required and all you have is a coconut!  Just don't go for the type with the coconut chunks in it like I did.  This is my favorite brand, actually the only brand of coconut water that I can tolerate.  I can more than tolerate it actually, I love it.  Rather than tasting of dirty water, this stuff tastes as close to the real thing as you can get without a machete and a young coconut.  Amy & Brian got it right.  Magic. 

I'm getting very sick of you...

Meet the drain fly.  He and all of his super cool friends seem to want to party all day in my bedroom. They're a pretty boring bunch because they just hang out on the walls while I smash them in wadded up toilet paper.  They can't fly very well, they're slow and they don't make any noise.  Why do I have a sudden infestation of the most pointless creature ever?  Apparently they like to have sex in water and we either need to fix a leaky pipe, or they're coming from the shower.  I'm hoping this is an easy fix because I'm sick of making little black smudges on my nice white walls.

Fleshy peach

I'm fully aware that it's kind of a bizarre color, but I like it.  I don't really care that it looks like a continuation of my cuticles, or that my skin tone is not quite right for peach.  Ever since we got this color in at work, I wanted to buy it.  It was kind of a "this is gross in a cool way" obsession.  I always seem to paint my nails red anyways.