Moving Day(s).

Whew, busy! In the process of moving, which was supposed to be all done by now, but the new place wasn't quite ready, so I've been mostly overseeing operations from my office via morning instructions and follow-up texts as K does most of the (literally) heavy-lifting. Bless him.

It's driving me mad that I can't be there, so I appease my anxiety by perusing Apartment Therapy in the little snippets of free time I can find. These are looks I like many elements of, but nothing is exactly spot-on, I guess that's what makes it personal style. I can't wait to see what we end up doing with the new space. I'll try to document some of the process here.
















I think mainly I want clean but friendly with vintage details and spots of warm color.

Listening to Wye Oak.

Life without context:

Yay, Gay!

"Proposition 8 fails to advance any rational basis in singling out gay men and lesbians for denial of a marriage license. Indeed the evidence shows Proposition 8 does nothing more than enshrine in the California constitution the notion that opposite sex couples are superior to same sex couples."
you can read the whole decision here.

This is SO double rainbow.

I know this isn't the final battle so to speak, but I feel hopeful that justice can prevail. ♥

Listening to The Books.


Life without context:

Pedestrian Access

Already the 3rd of August. My, this summer is flying by. This week, however, has been off to a slow start due to the fact that I spend days (well, since yesterday) being quite anxious for the wellbeing of K, who started his walking trek from LA to San Diego yesterday. I'm checking my phone constantly to get updates on how he's doing, and I sigh big in relief when I hear he's made it to his destination for the day.

You can read more about his pursuits on the website he started, although he wont be posting again until he's home on Friday.

I thought I would post some pictures from an earlier walk he did, when he walked the length of El Cajon Blvd.. There are more photos, but here's a lot of my favorites.






















I just can't wait until he gets home and we move into our new place.

Listening to The Morning Benders.



Life without context: