If I had less common sense and more money... (II)

Here I am decorating my new place with slight touches of special stuff like washi tape and origami paper... But what if I did things my way and went big with my freaky inner self?

I felt quite identified with this picture while searching the net for some cool pictures to show you:

Only in my case it should also say the Death Star, Winterfell, Alagaësia and Gallifrey.

So today we are going Star Wars style :

What I like most about this pictures is that I could totally buy these and not get bored at all (well maybe the carpet). These look perfectly nice to me, and actually they create a coherent yet not tiresome atmosphere:

Again I may have to settle with something else if I don't want to scare the hell out of family and friends, my mom in particular.

I thought Mr. Wonderful had the best mugs on earth but I was mistaken. These are the coolest mugs on Earth, and the galaxy:

As my friend Agnes says... Freak and proud.

May the blog be with you.

Such us Life

Postcards to Stockholm: Crafting your countdown

Dear sis,

Second visit just a few days away, I can't wait to see you. I can't wait to see you after that too, in fact, I may be more exited for Christmas this year than I have been in ages, cause you'll be coming home! So I have already started planning something special to make this year's Christmas countdown even more awesome.

Here's a sneak peak:

 Thanks to Holamama for the inspiration. I can't wait till Friday to finish it.

I wonder though how on Earth are you going to resist until December 1 to discover your surprise craft. No cheating allowed or I am not playing wii with you.

And I'll know if you cheat. Beware.

Love,

M.

If I had less common sense and more money... (I)

My place would look like this:

It dawned on me today at work (public holiday? what is that?) I opened the intranet and strange enough, there it was: a Tardis bookshelf. Best thing I've ever seen. It is weird enough that our server is called Rivendel and our remote access Tirion, but what is the Tardis doing there?

And then I started thinking, if I had less common sense and more money I would totally get one of these. 

 How cool is that Tardis bookshelf? Am I the only one to identify the seven books on the left of the top shelf?

Tardis blue has to be the best shade of blue that ever existed.

The lack of bookshelf and super posh place in London with that door has made me settle for the third best (and more adjusted to my possibilities) thing: I need that Tardis tea pot. God bless the Internet for the infinite amount of silly stuff that is sold online.

And from there I found these in the BBC official online store:

 Special collection to celebrate Doctor Who's Anniversary, sold from November 30, 2012. I can't wait to have those tea towels. Should I get the mugs and the teapot too? Is it ok if I get this and the other teapot too? Can that cushion look nice in my bed?

I may have to give this a thought, but I am getting something of this Doctor Who stuff for sure. Maybe I should leave the home decor aside and get this:

I still remember my Cathaye, my Aussie roommate at Penn (hey there!) telling me how super awesome Doctor Who is, that I should watch it. Well, it took me four years but I finally did. And I keep kicking my self for not discovering it before.

Quite a lot of new stuff coming to SiL, this is the beginning of a new post-wave.

Trust me, I'm the blogger.

Such is Life. 

Postcards to Stockhom: The importance of... opposable thumbs

Dear Sis,

Yay! for blog posts categorised under "Daily life catastrophes and other stories" yay!

Second weekend spent at my place and second catastrophe. I don't want to but can't help thinking that my own apartment hates me to pieces.

First weekend there cost me four days of physiotherapy. Second weekend almost cost me that distinctive human feature not valued enough: Opposable thumbs.

I sliced half my left thumb's phalanx and it was like being part of a Tarantino movie.

It was all going nice and smooth on Sunday morning and I was about to try my new toaster when it all happened. A false movement and I had enough blood on the counter to feed the whole cast of  Twilight.

I kept calm for enough time to get some ice on my finger, put my coat on and go straight to my mom's in my PJs. Once there... I cried, almost lost consciousness and let mom take care of me like a baby. Living within a five minute walk from your mom can save your life.

My thumb has been rendered useless for a while it seems... so now, completely normal and effortless actions become a trial and I require assistance for simple stuff like:

1 - Washing my hair.
2 - Opening a packet of M&Ms...
3 - Squeezing the toothpaste.
4 - Zipping my jeans.
5 - Collecting the parking ticket from the machine while driving (most painful so far).
6 - Adding sugar to my coffe.
7 - Combing my hair (is if had hair to be combed actually).
8 - Typing on my Bb.
9 - Snapping my fingers (don't really want to imagine that right now).
10 - Piloting the Tardis, the Millenuim Falcon and the Enteprise.

So here I am, dirty hair, dirty teeth, uncombed hair (not unzipped jeans, not that) loving all this complaining.

I am not uploading pictures this time for your own sake. No need to thank me.

Love,

M

Halloween. Fastart!

Date: October 14th.
Time of execution: 4 minutes.
Tools: MagicSketchpad - Charcoal on blackboard.
Location: Arlanda Airport. Stockholm

Is this a new blog section?

We'll see...

Such is Life!

In the mood for...

Christmas! In mid October, I know, I know what you are thinking, no need to say it.

Halloween is not here and I already feel all christmasy. Maybe the last order I made to one of my new online shops helps in this...

I have the cutest crafting project in mind. I'll let you know about it soon enough. In the meantime here's a pic of what is going to come.

Stockholm won't know what hit it on November 9th when the project is revealed!!!

Muahahahahaha (in a Halloweeny tone).

Such is Life

PS: YES, I went to Stockholm and NO, I have not posted about it yet. That goes to the to-do list.

Postcards to Stockholm: 3, 2, 1...

Dear Sis,

I am coming!! Three more days and you'll have me there, going absolutely crazy in each and every single design store we walk by. In the meantime, check my super lovely October calendar!

 You may already know, but I'll tell you again just in case you forgot, my neck is killing me, and oh how I suffer. I can't wait to see you and complain in person. In fact, just as this post is being published I am on my way to the physiotherapist to try and fix me in time to resist the Stockholm shopping madness that I plan to bring on your sorry self.

Start tidying up, clean the dirty dishes and get the couch ready because my next post won't be a Postcards to...  but a Postcards from...

Love,

M.