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Tony and I spent the long weekend luxuriating in Tahoe, got home last night and hit the ground running this morning with the massive To Do list that comes along with burying your head under a pile of wine/family time and ignoring real life responsibilities for almost a week. Our home renovation has been a lot like playing a game of Whack-a-Mole - as soon as we tackle one issue, another one pops up (have I said that already? Probably. I can't remember what I had for lunch today.) I'm going to try to get back to posting as many weekdays as possible, but thanks for hanging in if I'm a total flake and it continues to be a little sporadic up here on Heels in the Hills. In the meantime, here are some of the these I've been trolling online... HAPPY HUMP DAY! (It is Wednesday, right??)View Article
Sorry for the lack of posting yesterday - Tony wraps the second season of "School of Rock" today and I was wife-ing it up helping him buy gifts (and also visiting set as soon as I heard Coolhaus was there handing out ice cream sandwiches). If you want to waste some of your life trolling the internet today, here's some stuff to read! HAPPY HUMP DAY IS IT FRIDAY YET!View Article
We are mid-move/remodel right now and we are temporarily without internet, so I'm feeling very bohemian-millennial penning this modern-day love letter to the people of the internet as I sip a giant Starbucks and type at a small table covered in cream and pastry dust. It's past my lunchtime and I get hangry, so I'm gonna make it quick... Here's what I've been trolling online in between trying to convince Tony we NEED a flamingo shower curtain for the guest room (which has the original pink tiles from when the house was built in 1939 that are the exact shade of a flamingo, making this an inspired and brilliant choice)! HAPPY HUMP DAY!View Article
Day 15 of living in our bunker. I've gone feral. Last night, my besties staged an intervention and forced me to shower, put on real clothes and leave the house for dinner. I drank too much wine and cried about how we are like "Sex and the City" with no Miranda. The waiter gave us all free banana bread to take home, and it made me feel pretty. Here we are taking a selfie in the bathroom. Below are some of the things I've been reading in our bunker. WHAT DAY IS IT I CHANGED MY MIND RENOVATING A HOUSE IS WAY HARDER THAN I THOUGHT. Goodnight!View Article