So, are we all caught up thus far, dear blog readers? I'm looking for things I like because I never invested much time into these sorts of thoughts before.

So I've spent this last week making a favorites list. Blogs I like, Colors I like, Websites I like. And so on and so forth. You get the picture. Mr. V was downtown (if you could call it a downtown, with it's three blocks) and got me all sorts of free brochures and magazines from Pottery Barn and such. I even created a little folder called pretty sites I like to look at. Because I figure if I simply look at pretty things I'll feel prettier and I will be more likely to put on makeup for Mr. V.

And he'd be hella fly with that.

Oh, and can I just confess that I really don't like to curl my eyelashes. So I just stopped this week and the world did not come crashing down as I thought it would. Actually my eyes look better. I have to wear mascara though. A girl can never win.

And I've been a computer hog and poor Mr. V will probably need to use it more next week to make up for my hoggyness.

I've found all sorts of cool sites I like that I never thought I'd even like. And no, they aren't all about sex. ; )

Now, nothing has stood out particularly in my hunt for designs & colors I like until I clicked on a little site called Etsy.

Suddenly, as fog manifested and the lights dimmed and disco ball appeared, I saw it on the screen staring back at me: AN OWL.

Not just any Owl, this was THE Owl. So, fine...technically, there are TWO. Whatever. ; )

 

Sister Owls by yumiyumi
I stared at the Owl for some time, letting it consume me. What was this feeling mustering deep inside my bosom? Could it be that I ACTUALLY LIKED THIS OWL?

And what was the Owl, exactly? Was it a coaster? A painting? A further check showed me it was a painting. And suddenly, I KNEW. I had to use these colors and Owls in my daughter's bedroom as we repurchase her bedroom contents. This would be A THEME.

WAS I REALLY CONSIDERING A THEME? *GASP* Oh, the shame! Because I'm just not a theme-y type girl. I've had fights with the Inlaws because I didn't do a theme in my son's room and they're very theme-y type people and in conversations with Mr. V I've always been like "no way in hell your mom is getting me to do a theme." And he's very anti-theme himself and has a very pottery-barn-restoration-hardware-only-find-it-at-a-garage-sale type of style

I sat back and contemplated. I told Mr. V, who just looked at the Owl and said he thought it looked a bit 1950's. But he said to do whatever I wanted and he'd like it because I did it. Awwww.

Enlightenment and Buddist Monk type Glee.

I like Owls. Who (no pun intended) would have thought?

P.S. it dawned on me that I am a night owl. So there could be a correlation after all.

Daily Gratitudes:

1. The web. I have the world at my fingertips.

2. Mr. V didn't make fun of me for this startling revelation.

3. Mr. V watched our son today while I took the daughter to her doctor appointment. He could have done something else and I'd have both kids for over an hour at that appointment.

4. My daughter does not need Forest Gump braces, like I used to wear. Thank goodness.

5. She got some vaccines and she's cranky. But at least she's healthy.