Oh, Kate Spade.

During a mental break today I happened to stumble across the sale section of the Kate Spade website.  Being a girl on a budget, I usually don't tease myself with anything else BUT the sale section, and today I came across this gorgeous little gem.  At $147 for the large size, its quite a deal (more than 50% off).  I am certain that I could fit my whole life in that bag. I absolutely love the feminine floral pattern and the gorgeous neutral gold color. As much as I would love, love, love to be able to talk myself into buying this, or anything on her website, I must learn to be frugal so that someday when I am older and wiser I will be able to afford one or more of Ms. Spade's gorgeous creations. In the meantime, I drool.

Update:  My wonderful hubby had this, a single red rose, and a stuffed monkey (my fave!) waiting for me when I got home yesterday as my Valentine's Day present! His first words? "I read your blog." I am lucky :)

les fetes quinn, sigh. 

Take me away.

from the plane on the way to Vegas- September 2010

Lately I've been having vacation dreams.  Lots of them.  These are not your typical, run-of-the mill, 'just driving a few hours to visit family' vacation dreams. (Frankly, that's not a vacation any which way you look at it.)  These are serious vacation dreams.  Over the weekend, I was standing on an isolated beach in the Caribbean with perfect white sands and my toes just reaching the warm, sapphire water.   There was not a single person around for miles and miles. A bunch of silly non-realistic things happened in the dream right after that- it was a dream after all- however, I woke up feeling like I had literally just been to the Caribbean.  That is one place that I have never been, so this dream in particular really stood out for me.

I told J about it that morning and how I got woken up by the salt truck driving on our street (reality, bummer), but tried to hurry up and fall back asleep because that was just before I found out what our hotel room looked like in the dream.  Seeing how hotel rooms are decorated in new locations is often just as exciting for me as the location itself.  Note:  "Our hotel room" yes, my dreams would not let me go on a beach vacation alone, because that- my friends, would be a nightmare in my book.  WAY too much silence and alone time for my liking.  Anyone else with me on that?

I'm Jeal.

Someday I will have a craft room that looks just like this.  Martha Stewart, watch out, here I come.

Birthday Timeeee

Happy Bday to Me

Its my 25th Birthday tomorrow. Or, should I say… it’s the 4th anniversary of my 21st Birthday tomorrow. Either way, birthdays are always a happy time. Really the only day of the year when I feel sort of okay with having the attention be on me. I LOVE making people feel special on their birthdays, but it took me a while before I was okay with having people do the same for me.