Thursday, December 24, 2009

For yonder breaks, a new and glorious morn...

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

thrice. circles.

We talk too much; We talk in circles
Till we’re all spinning round,
Reaching for rings on this merry-go-round.

The scenery spins; We call it progress,
But I’ve seen this all before;
When all’s said and done, we’ll wake up on the floor.

We set sail with no fixed star in sight.
We drive by braille and candlelight.

We’re building towers with no foundations,
Just stacking stone on stone.
Whatever it takes - mix our mortar with bones.

But true progress means matching the world to
The vision in our heads,
But we always change the vision instead.

We set sail with no fixed star in sight.
We drive by braille and candlelight.

thrice. beggars. cirlces.
etsy: quit your day job?

Sunday, December 6, 2009

It is better for girl to sleep a hundred years and be kissed and awakened by the right prince than to stay awake and be kissed a hundred times by the wrong frog. - Unknown

nujabes. my new musical obsession

Sunday, November 1, 2009

skipping stone by amos lee

Skipping Stone lyrics

I don't know if I can do this alone
Oh after all our sweet love is flown
I've been a running
I've been skipping like a stone
And I don't know if I
I can do this all alone

When I met her she was standing by a door
I ain't never seen a light like that before
Now she's left me for something more sure
And I don't know if I
I can do this anymore

'Cause lovers will come, lovers will go
This rare seed are from which true love might grow
If you see her, won't you please say hello
'Cause I don't know if I can do this alone

-amos lee

Sunday, October 25, 2009



I don't think our kids know what an apron is.

The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, but

along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.

It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for

cleaning out dirty ears.

    From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks,

and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.

When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.

And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.

Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood

stove. Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.

     From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had

been shelled, it carried out the hulls.

In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.

When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture

that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.

When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and

the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.

It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that

'old-time apron' that served so many purposes.

Send this to those who would know (and love) the story about Grandma's aprons.


Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool.

Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw

They would go crazy now trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron

I don't think I ever caught anything from an apron--except love

only in little italy

meeting up with one of my favorite married couples, my beau and I cruised to little Italy in San Diego, for a fun filled evening of pasta, gelato, and a great glass of wine. Being that I work in a restaurant, It is a rare occassion to have a weekend night free, let alone one available to meet up with our out of town friends.

upon driving through the main street to aimlessly search for a parking spot, I look towards an area of bright lights, loud engines, and masses of people...all the lamborghini owners righteously parked their showpieces on a side street for us to drool and gaze at. being that this is my beau's absolute favorite car (he wanted to go to italy since he was a lil tyke, just to visit the lambo factory), we simple had to stop by. we admired this expensive, sexy vehicles, and then sat down to a lovely pasta dinner at mimmos. after a great meal, and even better company, the fab four grabbed some gelato and listened to the accordian, and italian words flow throughout the street. we even had the pleasure of watching a young girl flail about in her own rhythm and dance, as is nobody was watching. we finished off the evening as the lambos started their engines and raced through the streets of little italy to their destinations.

it could not have been a more picturesque night, when in lil italy, there must be wining and dining, music and dancing, and a little bit of exotic eye candy in the form if a high-dollor machine. cheers.

recycled winshields



Sunday, October 18, 2009

wine crates lit up!

Wine Boxes, Tracey Johnson, used wine boxes, used wine crates, art lighting, light installation, recycled materials art, recycled materials installation

i love these upcycle wine crates-turned lanterns. they cast an eerie, yet interesting glow, and would make a great focal point in any room. rad.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Jesus Christ by Brand New

A great book is an open door into a new kind of life, so that to read and return unchanged is not truly to have read at all.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

I and LOVE and YOU

"The words "I" and "Love" and "You" are the watermark of humanity. Strung together, they convey our deepest sense of humility, of power, of truth. It is our most common sentiment, even as the feeling of it is so infinitely uncommon: each to proclaim these three words with his or her very own heart and mindset of reason (or lack thereof); a proclamation completely and perfectly new each time it is offered. Uttered daily and nightly by millions, the words are said in an unending array of circumstances : whispered to a newborn in a mothers arms; shared between best friends on the playground; in the form of sympathy - said by a girl to a boy, as the respect continues but the relationship does not. It is said too loudly by parents to embarrassed children in the company of their friends, and by grown children - to their fading parents in hospital beds. The words are thought in the company of the photograph and said in the company of the gravestone. It is how we end our phone calls and our letters... the words at the bottom of the page that trump all those above it, a way to gracefully finish a message, however important or trivial, with the most meaningful gift of all : the communication of love. And yet the words themselves have been the victims of triviality, a ready replacement for lesser salutations among near strangers, burst forth casually as "love ya." Truly? To what degree? Why, how much, and for how long? These are questions befitting of the stature of love, though not the everyday banter of vague acquaintance. The words have also been twisted by the dark nature of deceit : To say "I love you" with a dramatic measure of synthetic emotion; a snare set by those who prey upon fellow humanity, driven to whatever selfish end, to gain access to another's body, or their money, or their opportunity. In this realm, the proclamation is disgraced by one seeking to gain rather than to give. In any case, and by whatever inspiration, these words are woven deeply in to the fibers of our existence. Our longing to hear them from the right place is maddeningly and simultaneously our finest strength and our most gentle weakness.The album "I and Love and You" is unashamedly defined by such a dynamic of duality. As living people, we are bound by this unavoidable parallel. We are powerful yet weak, capable yet temporary. Inevitably, an attempt to place honesty within an artistic avenue will follow suit. This is a piece which shows us as we are : products of love surrounded by struggle. The music herein is, in many ways, readable as both a milestone and an arrival. A chapter in the story of young men, it bridges the space between the uncertainty of youth and the reality of it's release. The record is full with the quality of the question and response. As far as questions go, there are plenty-normally residing within the tone and delivery of the lyrics themselves, which, ironically, are sung with so much confidence. Among songs and thoughts so driven and purposeful, the most basic relate-able doubt comes through with a resounding clarity. Outside of the eternal theme of romantic love, the album speaks thankfully upon a landscape of light-filled rooms, word-filled pages, time machines, forgiveness, singing birds, ocean waves, art ,change, confessions of shortcomings, and reasons to continue on. Hope and a cause for smiling follow naturally. In the midst of all this, there are allusions to the less-than-ideal conditions of life : the loss of memory, the inability to control temper, insecurity, indecision, jaded indifference, and the general plague of former and current weakness. "I and Love and You" is an album of obvious human creation, characterized by it's best and it's worst. Emotional imperfection is a reality for those who recorded the piece, just as it is for those who will hear it. The conclusion of the song from which the title is taken admits that the words "I love you" have become "hard to say". And perhaps that difficulty is as common as it's counterpart. Perhaps the inability to say these heaviest of words is as much a part of life as the lighthearted candor of those who say them without any difficulty at all. And so it ends with the phrase whispered to and by those of us most defeated and most elated... I and love and you..."

- The Avett Brothers

forwarded by Jamie of To Write Love On Her Arms

Friday, September 18, 2009

king rat by modest mouse

this video is intesnse. It was one of the last works directed by Heath Ledger. It depicted his deep concern for the environment, ocean animals, specifically. it is a twist on whaling, pretty intense, not for the weak of stomach...but a very very powerful message left.

Monday, September 7, 2009

how to screen print on fabric

Global Marketplace!

Here are some pics from the big event!! Thanks for everyone who came out to support and check out the fellow merchants!!

Thursday, September 3, 2009


i love making aprons. each one i make is like a child. I watch it blossom and develop before my very eyes. I take care and nuture each to its fullest potential. I am the owner of an apronage, where my precious little ones are in need of a good home :)

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

We need technology to live, as we need food to live. But ... if we eat too much food, or eat food that has no nutritional value, or eat food that is infected with disease, we turn a means of survival into its opposite. The same can be said of our technology.
-Neil Postman
the medium is the message.
-Marshall McLuhan

Thursday, August 20, 2009

DIY herb garden

this darling garden planter was found on apartment therapy and is inexpensive, stylish, and relatively easy to assemble. I can just envision how a streaming vine of flowers would look on this lil number come spring!

mini moos

today i am excited about my mini moo cards. at moo, they love to print. for $19.99 i bought 100 mini moo cards (1/2 the size of business cards) to use as tags for my aprons!! I'm really stoked to use them!!

the coolest thing about this is its double sided, my info on one side AND (drumroll please....) i could pick not 1, not 10, not 50 but 100 different photos to go on the 100 cards. amazing.

mario goes wii

Monday, August 17, 2009

Sunday, August 16, 2009

aprons in action!

This is D. she lives in Guatemala. I made some aprons for her bridesmaids, mom, 4 darling nieces, and for her (the bride). She sent this pic from her kitchen where she resides in Guatemala with her husband.

Apron is made from burlap blend wool to create a burlap look, sans harshness, chocolate brown lining, and crushed purple velvet accents. muchas gracias D for sending me this fun pic!! enjoy shakin' and bakin'

Friday, August 14, 2009

santa cruz/monterey

my boo and I decided to cruise up north for our 1 year celebration of dating and enjoying each others' company. we had the luxury of borrowing his moms car, which turned out was being serviced longer than expected, so we "had to" take the courtesy car of lexus carlsbad up north...roughin it! :) we drove up friday night, enjoyed the hat pastrami sandwiches (the best!) and arrived late late at night, ready for our adventures ahead!

we visited aptos/santa cruz, saw his home away from home, hung with the fam, and saw the hot spots of where he enjoyed childhood vacations, and the scenic beauty of the beach and the redwoods. enjoyed pizza my heart at capitola, and kickin it with the fam and bbqs!

after that, we cruised down to monterey bay. i love the aquarium, its one of the magical, nerdy things that i enjoy so much. we saw seahorses, jellys, sharks (my fave), otters, fish of all sorts. I've been there many times, but each time i go, i feel like a child filled with wonder and awe. we walked around cannery row, and enjoyed being out and about with many other tourists enjoying vacations.

we stayed at the la portala, and the week after our stay, a classic/exotic car auction was happening at our hotel. each time we walked outside we saw huge carrier trucks unloading beautiful rare vehicles. a sight to see, and being that both myself and B love cars, we were kids in a candy shop, running around looking at them all! we snuck downstairs in our parking garage and checked out what we could see before the guard shoo'd us away. enzo ferraris, woodys, lambos, lead sleds...oh my!

what fun! who doesn't love a mini-road trip adventure!!

Friday, August 7, 2009


being a sairberry, myself, you could only imagine the excitement that was had when i saw this....its the simple things of life, much joy in the little things.

(and the picture could've been cooler with the actual plan...but the name struck me so, i concentrated on that)

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Things I learned and loved in 2008

Things I’ve Learned and Loved in 2008

an excerpt from the author of 4-hour work week, time ferriss. some people just "get it" and i appreciate him willing to share his musings and findings with us.

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Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Painful as it may be, a significant emotional event can be the catalyst for choosing a direction that serves us. Louisa May Alcott

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

camera on conveyor belt

this is a sushi restaurant in japan. the sushi normally comes via conveyor, for customers to pick and choose what delights them. i love people watching. this is a fun twist on that.

Monday, July 20, 2009


one of the best things about being young, unmarried, and fearless, is travelling. Last week, D and I ventured to chi-town to hangout with matty, nicole, and play super tourists. D is one of my favorite travel buddies, we both appreciate the small, simple things, like cruising out on "michigan ocean" (that "lake" is huge!) on a yacht, which poppin 7 bottles of Chandon, dancing to music in bikinis and having a blast...oh, yes, that wasnt simple, that was a once in a life-time "welcome to miami" video remake. it was great to experience "boat cultre" at its finest. other than that, the red bus tour is always a must (london, new york, and chicago: check) as is the fine dining establishments of the locals.

The city is really a beautiful place, and the concept for the parks, art exhibits, family friendly places to go impressed me. in the above picture of the red flower, it was a park that re-used old car parts for art. there was an exhaust/muffler wall, and my favorite, the big flowers made from car doors. i'm nerdily obsessed when organic living things are recreated with harsh, man-made materials- successo!

The city also had a garden in the park that housed 150 herbs, spices, and veggies cared for by the art students.

the bean! oh the bean. my new favorite thing. home of the "selfer" photos, a giant mirrored reflector. it was so much fun to watch everyone (and partake) in goofy pictures that made the city even more memorable. millenium park held free concerts, free yoga/pilates classes on the green, and of course, the bean.

Chicago had so much to offer, a great city with such rich history, impressive architecture, great food and drink, and plenty of places to stumble upon. It makes me so excited for the next little trip, because it makes working and the everyday that much more exciting to build on these adventures.
“It is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation.” - Herman Melville

Thursday, July 16, 2009

national blueberry month

Blueberry Crisp - Mix 3/4C Flour 1/2C Sugar 1/2t cinnamon 6T butter until crumbly sprinkle over 5C blueberries in baking dish 20 min 375F

Thursday, July 9, 2009

lil slice of summer

this lil ditty was inspired by the bright color combos and a because i love fruit, and presentation, i couldnt resist the orange sliced fabric. yum. 100% cotton

inspired bicycles

its amazing how someone can take a seemingly common, average object and excel at it:


so i was paroosing my past creations, and stumbled upon my double-breasted dino-vest i whipped up for halloween last year. i made it out of an old santa cruz sweatshirt...can't wait for the next project!!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009


usually not the biggest fan of getting up in the middle of the night to use the facilities, but tonight, the moon was just brilliant. the light made patterns on the floor while streaming through the windows. a warm breeze trickled in, i went out on the balcony and just looked at how crisp and regal the moonlight appeared. i grabbed a glass of milk, and hopped back into bed, thankful to experience the mystic moon.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

celebrating my life, and the life of others

i'll admit, im nerdy and love cool social networking on the internet. facebook, blogs, twitter, and an occasional online match of bejeweled blitz.

on of the most impressive things i've seen and been able to do is create a donation to on of my causes on facebook. what this entails is picking a cause (i chose To Write Love On Her Arms- TWLOHA), and for my birthday (which is today) instead of gifts, i can have my friends donate to TWLOHA instead of a gift. its so rad to see my friends join and donate to the cause.

the way i see it, today i celebrate my life, this cause in particular is created to help celebrate the lives of others, i have been so moved hearing jamie, the founder, speak, and i love what they do and are actively doing. here is a copied version of their mission and vision off their website:


To Write Love on Her Arms is a non-profit movement dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide. TWLOHA exists to encourage, inform, inspire and also to invest directly into treatment and recovery.


The vision is that we actually believe these things…

You were created to love and be loved. You were meant to live life in relationship with other people, to know and be known. You need to know that your story is important and that you're part of a bigger story. You need to know that your life matters.

We live in a difficult world, a broken world. My friend Byron is very smart - he says that life is hard for most people most of the time. We believe that everyone can relate to pain, that all of us live with questions, and all of us get stuck in moments. You need to know that you're not alone in the places you feel stuck.

We all wake to the human condition. We wake to mystery and beauty but also to tragedy and loss. Millions of people live with problems of pain. Millions of homes are filled with questions – moments and seasons and cycles that come as thieves and aim to stay. We know that pain is very real. It is our privilege to suggest that hope is real, and that help is real.

You need to know that rescue is possible, that freedom is possible, that God is still in the business of redemption. We're seeing it happen. We're seeing lives change as people get the help they need. People sitting across from a counselor for the first time. People stepping into treatment. In desperate moments, people calling a suicide hotline. We know that the first step to recovery is the hardest to take. We want to say here that it's worth it, that your life is worth fighting for, that it's possible to change.

Beyond treatment, we believe that community is essential, that people need other people, that we were never meant to do life alone.

The vision is that community and hope and help would replace secrets and silence.

The vision is people putting down guns and blades and bottles.

The vision is that we can reduce the suicide rate in America and around the world.

The vision is that we would learn what it means to love our friends, and that we would love ourselves enough to get the help we need.

The vision is better endings. The vision is the restoration of broken families and broken relationships. The vision is people finding life, finding freedom, finding love. The vision is graduation, a Super Bowl, a wedding, a child, a sunrise. The vision is people becoming incredible parents, people breaking cycles, making change.

The vision is the possibility that your best days are ahead.

The vision is the possibility that we're more loved than we'll ever know.

The vision is hope, and hope is real.

You are not alone, and this is not the end of your story.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

magazines, magnifying, and men

i'm in borders sipping my seattles best coffee, doing some reading/writing/coffee drinking. an older gentleman slowly walks by with a cane, a magnifying glass, from the magazine aisle.

he whips out motor trend magazine and starts scowering the pages of the worlds fastest cars, and sexiest machines. old or young, a mans drive (literally) for metal, speed, and control never fades with age.

He made me smile.

Monday, June 29, 2009

cute as a cupcake

the latest design for a birthday gift. The wearer likes bright, fun, funky colors (which i love to put together). made from a vintage pink fabric, with fun stripes and polka dots to play along.