Bilbo and Frodo's birthday!

waaay past eleventy-hundred. and i'm not quite geeky enough to figure it out. but it does remind me that i'm excited for The Hobbit in December. i'm glad i'm excited, i wasn't expecting to be so very much, seeing as i've almost disowned the LotR movies for my own tolkien-purist reasons. ahem. that aside...

also, it's one month from my birthday. my THIRTIETH birthday. 

honestly? just a few years ago i never pictured myself living til i was 30. i know that sounds terrible, but i was in a different place then. thank God :)

anyway, i feel like the blow of 30 years would be greatly softened if someone made me some birthday cake pancakes. thanks internet!

i moved out of Joey and Ginger's last week so they could have more room for their 3 now very active little boys. and i miss them. i miss them so, so much! except for Henry's parting gift to me of a chest infection...i won't miss that.

Chad and i are now 84 days from the wedding, and aside from the planning insanity, i'm beginning to get all nest-y. which will be much easier to deal with when we get a place of our own and i'm not freshly shoved into my parents guest room, with boxes and bags surrounding a mattress on the floor. (did i mention they are moving, too?)

this is what i want my breakfast table to look like when i have a house someday. this picture makes my heart feel so happy. plus, for this to be my kitchen table in my own house someday, i think i will have fulfilled a hefty number of life goals to make that happen, and that feels good, too.

this skirt, please, thank you (and the sweater. and the floor.)

Belgium? This is in Belgium? Then that's where i'm going.

and i like this tumblr.

inspiration

reading this makes me want to do things.

Lately i've decided...

That i want this bracelet...

I want to make strawberry honey butter...

And i want my wedding to look like this...

da, io voglio beaucoup autres langues sprechen, por favor

i really wish i was smart enough to be a linguist.

a desire that started about 7 years ago and comes and goes like a slow-ebbing tide.
right now it's pretty high and i'm buried to my waist in it. sigh.

man.

if only i had a dollar for every time i've said, "yep--just like the police department".

sigh

one of my dreams...

to someday own a book full of edmund dulac illustrations.

arthur rackham and jc leyendecker would be rad, too.
but, you know, one thing at a time :)

sigh

can't i just sing songs for a living?

sleepy

i kind of wish i could go back to art school again and study illustration and animation...take more sculpture...take some painting classes with teachers i never got to have...just for the heck of it. it could be kind of amazing.

and i just miss being in art school...which i never thought i'd say.

flash

lightning and thunder...my wish has come true!!

werewolf

oh how i wish i had an apartment in new york, london and paris. it's almost distracting me from being able to work.
thanks a lot, cat power.

whistful

i realized the other day that 2 of my "3 things i would wish for if i could wish for anything", have never changed since i first settled on them years ago:

1~to have an irish accent
2~play the cello perfectly
3~be able to fly

which one do you think is different?