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See that there? That's a Blueprint clipping from 19diggity7 which shows a swatch of THE PERFECT fabric for my kitchen roller shades. For two months I've had the fabric sample in my purse, but at $42.95 a yard I was having trouble bucking up the courage to up and call. There are children starving who need new shoes and all. But this morning I was sick of the swatch's high end taunting, and I finally, FINALLY, made the call to place the order. After all, that's why I have a credit card, right?
So I called up B & J Fabrics (the only resale source for the fabric that I've been able to track down), and now it looks like they may be out of stock. Well. Of course they are.
I'm calling upon the powers of the blogosphere to aid me in sending good thoughts and unicorns to B & J's so that they will call back with good news tomorrow. Just in case my embroidered linen world crumbles, does anyone out there have any suggestions for another source? Perhaps a suitable replacement? The fate of my kitchen is in your hands!
Labels: fabric, house, shopping
posted at 4:26 PM
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4/15/2008
Neighborhood Conservation Districts. Infill development. Prese-reno-restoration.
Everybody in Tulsa seems to have an opinion. The debates have been fueled, for the most part, by the increase in snout houses and McMansions within historic neighborhoods. But where does this guy fit in to the discussion?

Labels: design, house, remodel, Tulsa
posted at 1:34 PM
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4/13/2008
Posts have been lame and far between as I'm prepping for the Blue Dome Arts Festival. But really, how much do you want to read about how far we AREN'T along on the bathroom? I know I don't want to write it. When you can only afford a freelance electrician once a week for two hours, things don't move very fast.
If anyone needs an electrician in the Tulsa area, let me know, and I'd be more than happy to recommend this dude. He's our new best friend who we pay to hang out with us.
Here's a little somethin' somethin' to get you through my posting lull. Sound Opinions described them as the Scottish White Stripes... in reverse. Listen to these songs and I promise you won't worry about anything ever again. Ever.
Labels: house, life, music, youtube.com
posted at 9:11 AM
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3/03/2008
So here it is, the Blueprint clipping that has been in my wallet for the last year. It is everything my guest room wishes it could be. This is also the picture that began my obsession with Jonathan Adler's $295 Richard Nixon throw. Curses to you, Blueprint! At one point I actually wanted to try and reproduce the bed EXACTLY, pillow for pillow... but that would've set me back $800. For pillows? No thanks.
Plan B was to try and emulate the feel of the room without spending thousands of dollars. The idea was to keep the same light, airy feel. I loved the look of the photo's white linens with splashes of aqua and citrus introduced through the pillows. I also liked the mix of antique/vintage accessories with the modern designs of the pillows.
Thus, the problem was to find the perfect pillows... since, you know, the entire design of the room was hinging on them. After several false starts, I found two West Elm silk pillow covers on ebay. And then a couple weeks ago... when I least expected it... I found the final pillow! Could it be any more perfecter? No way,cause Nicole Mercurio at Couch Design totally spied into my wallet and designed the perfect pillow that I've always dreamt about. Exciting right? Oh, I know.
See. I told you it was perfect. It looks even better now that it has a pillow form. You'll just have to trust me on that though, cause it's too cloudy to retake the pictures.
The yellow lamp is one of my favorite junk store finds. The chair was salvaged from our old kitchen table set. The doll is purported to be a Canadian Pippi Longstocking and comes from ebay. The two prints are from the fabulous ashleyg.
On the other side of the room... almost everything in this photo came from junk shoppin', except the quilt (made by my great grandmother), the pennants (from my dad's childhood room) and the stuffed cat/bear (Chris' baby toy). If you ever find yourself in Shawnee, OK, make sure and go junk shopping. It's totally worth the risk of being sucked into Shawnee's black hole forever and ever.
So there you go... a very long tour of a very small room. If you ever come to visit, this room could be yours for the night! I'm pretty happy with the way it turned out...and maybe someday the Richard Nixon will take its rightful place at the end of the bed. Argh, how it haunts me!


Labels: decor, design, house, life
posted at 11:16 AM
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1/27/2008


posted at 4:58 PM
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12/26/2007
Sadly, this mail slot won't quite work for our house as our front door is made almost entirely from glass. You better believe that I considered every possible position for it, though, including and not limited to putting a hole in our wall. Then I woke up from ebay dementia and decided that a door knocker on the wall might be... unnecessary.
Someone, SOMEONE, needs to bid on it. Go to ebay! Give them your money!

posted at 9:09 AM
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12/02/2007



posted at 7:46 PM
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11/26/2007


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posted at 8:36 PM
10/07/2007
We have a house! Someone seems to have taken the doorknob from the master bedroom as a souvenir but other than that everything is intact. Chris and I spent Friday evening wandering around the property and meeting some of our new neighbors. I wish that I could have stayed and visited longer but the mosquitoes were vicious! I think I have more bumps on my legs than non-bumps (Chris is supposedly immune because of his high pickle intake... but that's neither here nor there).
We toured the community garden and even removed some of the ivy from the front porch with some ancient looking shears that Chris found in the garage.
Along with the community garden, our new neighborhood comes complete with a community dog, a long-haired cat who thinks it lives on our porch and even a neighborhood kid who wanders unexpectedly into people's homes to make our sitcom experience complete! Wacky!
And shootings... there are also shootings. Hopefully this doesn't turn out to be one of those "very special episodes".
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Now playing: Norfolk & Western - Minor Daughter
via FoxyTunes
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posted at 10:58 AM
10/05/2007
Well, who's surprised that our closing date was rescheduled? Not me! After they waited two weeks to accept our offer and the upped the price on us twice...nope this sort of thing isn't unexpected at all. Good news is, we close today at 3 pm!!! Maybe I'll have a fancy closing picture but maybe not... my mom, who would be our photographer, isn't sure she wants to drive in rush hour traffic to the other side of town just to take our picture. But MoOoOom it's important! Anyway... we'll see. I'm off to spend nearly my entire savings in one fell swoop. Wish me luck!
Since when did Blogger acquire a "Now playing" signature? Hm. I think that's new but I have been kind of preoccupied lately, what with not packing and not finding a job.
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Now playing: Jenny Owen Youngs - Hot In Herre
via FoxyTunes
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10/02/2007
Countdown to closing: less than three days! How about a house tour courtesy of crazy fish-eye-lensed Realtor photos? Objects in photos are closer than they appear.






posted at 5:38 PM
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9/27/2007
Confession time... I'm getting a little bit excited... but don't tell! I don't want to jinx it. I have a song and it goes like this, "New house, new house! LALALALA!" It's very annoying. I'm quite proud of it.
If all goes according to plan, we close on Thursday. And then? Well, I guess we'll eventually move in. Next week I'm taking a bit of vacation to start packing and job hunting. You'd think that with only two people in our tiny 725 sq. ft. house, it would be a cinch to move. Wrong. We have so much stuff that sometimes it feels like we live in a storage unit... one of those plush units with temperature control... but still. I have a LOT of work ahead of me.
Here's a link to our new neighborhood Brady Heights. It is the awesome.
I've also begun a little bit of planning for the great amount of cosmetic remodeling the house will require. So, without further stalling... here is the very first picture from the new house to appear on the blog! Woohoo!


posted at 12:05 PM
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9/22/2007
Thanks for the reassurances on our house situation but OH MY LORD if you guys knew what the seller (Wells Fargo Bank of the Devil) has put us through, you'd be hesitant too. I won't be popping corks of any kind until the day of closing... and even then I'll still probably be a little nervous about it. Of course that hasn't stopped me from making an insanely long wish list over at boxedup.com. I'm going to be pretty disappointed when I finally realize that I'm poor. But, for right now at least, denial is fun!
I bet you've been wondering what kind of impulsive ebay purchases I've been making for the new house this week. Wonder no more!

Labels: ebay, house, shopping, thrift
posted at 10:47 PM
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8/25/2007
Tuesday night Chris and I made an offer on a home and we still haven't heard whether or not it was accepted. Part of me knows that there is no way we'll get the house. Everything is working out a little too well and it just doesn't sit right with my inner pessimist. The other part of me is ripping pages out of decorating magazines and has already picked out the perfect tile for the kitchen back splash.
Chris is just as bad though. He spends his time absent mindedly drawing out the house's floor plan while discussing landscaping. We'll debate which room has the best light for the studio and in the next breath whisper "...ohgodohgodohgod we're not going to get it..." while rocking back and forth.
Realtors take a perverse pleasure in playing with people's emotions... I just know it.
Speaking of tragically premature plans...

Labels: art, craft, design, etsy, flickr, house, indie shop
posted at 3:28 PM
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