farley&moore, revisited

Can't. Stop. Antiquing.

chicagoland

It's official! Come September, I will be an real Chicagoan.

I will be living in a tiny, tiny, tiny studio in Lincoln Park. The new neighbors:

Two blocks to the zoo! Four blocks to the lake!
I'm excited for the new opportunities, sights, sounds, and a new life.

and all that jazz

I couldn't resist.

uninspired weekend

Blerg.

sleepless nights

I worry.
Too much. I woke up at 6 this morning (after falling asleep at 2:30) feeling guilty that I had used my camera phone yesterday for my photo instead of my real camera. It always starts with the mundane things, and then I move on to everything else.

What if I can't find an apartment? Am I really making the right decision by scrapping all of my other plans that I've had since winter? What if I don't make friends? What if I don't like it there? What if I can't find any kind of job? What if I never find a career and I'm doomed to be temping for the rest of my life?

Uncertainty is the worst. It'll be another sleepless night.

country nights

farley&moore

Treasure hunting.

movie monday

Biggest mindfuck of the century.

route 77

Route 77N, WVa.


I'd like to dedicate this post to my dear friend, Robert Dumville.

He knows why.

rupert

Wind Turbines, Near Rupert, WVa.

cass

Cass Railroad, WVa.

rainelle

King Coal Hotel, Rainelle, WVa.

90 degrees

porch days

rainy days

on the hunt

For vintage decor.

scott lane

breakfast

Yum.

on repeat

I found one of my old Polaroids while cleaning out my closet, and it still had one picture left in it! So, of course, I take a photo of the one thing I literally have hundreds of pictures of. Only me.

And I thought Henry should make another appearance too.

the factory

Today was filled with broken, colorful, 100 year old carousel horses. I wish every day could be like this.

cleaning up&out (part II)

I have so much stuff.

usa

Birthdays, Mexican lunches, Nate (!), Nate's annual 4th of July party, hours of Marble game, village parades, unhealthy food, tubing down the river, bonfires. Happy Birthday, America! It was a great weekend.

i gave in.

Are you happy now, Steve Jobs, you s.o.b.?

PS- Okay, yes. I did take this picture with my iPhone.

you know it's summer when....

...I start re-reading Harry Potter. Love love.

Also, since I've had so many requests (one) about making a summer playlist like I did in the spring, you may listen here. I designed it to be listened to throughout the day. The first songs are for morning and will take you throughout your summer day. Yeah, I spent way too much time on it.