anybody seen my baby?

still not tired. my good old hobby/habit (hobbit): writing. i miss my honey. the other day i was thinking about how i didn't want a seemingly perfect thing that would never be mine but a lovingly flawed thing, that was mine. and i have it. and it's hard work to maintain it. anyway, good night. time for me to tidy up the kitchen and start reading.

this is tobago. it's a pierre frey fabric that i love (pierre frey is a french decorative fabrics brand and his actual son, also called pierre frey, had contacted me personally one day. i don't remember the reason now. but i can never forget the fabrics). this was one of my favorite fabrics at 'a day of design' although there were a great many. i rediscovered it because i had this sort of a print in mind for the invitations. obviously it's impossible to copy it. so i'll go for other botanical images.

i had a barbie sticker book when i was maybe 10. me and my friend would buy the stickers in packets of 5 befores school and sometimes on the weekends, and it was always a mystery which stickers would come out of them. each one was part of a story where barbie was skiing or sailing with ken and skipper and her dog, and her life was stylish and fun. there was also a sticker book where these stories were laid out and the empty rectangular spaces (there were 101, i think) waiting for their correct-fitting stickers were a source of excitement and frustration in my life. my friend and i would trade stickers too. i remember it so well, buying the stickers, opening the packets together, going through the pages, helping barbie get together her life. and the bottom line is i want that sticker book back. anybody seen my barbie?

yes: tonight's the night for blogging. i feel talkative but doug's not here so it seems like the perfect time to haunt my readers yet again. this time, forever (cruel cackle). i love the guy who gives warm peanuts to everyone exiting the subway. it really feels nice after a long day's work and it's guaranteed that i'll be hungry. obviously he's trying to market his product in to a customer base that is not so familiar with peanuts so it seems like the right thing to do but when you don't buy the product, it also seems like a nice gesture. i should also buy a package and see how i'll feel about it then. also on my way home, i see this sign on an apparel shop that reads: STORM for you & lover okay. so what is this for you & lover thing? how do people come up with these expressions? is a pocket dictionary their sole source of information about the english language? if they said 'for you and your lover' it would make grammatical sense but wou...

severiz aciyla sevincle bazen bir omur bazen de yalniz bir tek gece severiz istemeden de soz gecmiyor kalbe olmadik hayallerin pesinde (daha masum gunlere ait sarkilar kategorisi)

sometimes i lose all meaning and don't know how to recover the loss.

and the less i seek my soul for some definitive closer i am to fine (was so funny when andy bernard was singing it and jim started to sing along! i felt like i had something in common with andy--indigo girls)

i was thinking about how content with my life i've been lately. how i feel like everything is in place, that i wouldn't necessarily change anything. i look back, and decide i wouldn't want to go back to any point in my life. i feel like i went through difficult times just to grow up and get here. i was sent a chain e-mail the other day. it went on and on about how great childhood was, and how badly the writer wants to go back to childhood days. everyone on the distribution list was on the same page as the writer. i wasn't. i wouldn't want to go back to childhood. or any other time period for that matter. i'm happy where i am, as a grown up woman with responsibilities and real love in balance. this is what i've always wanted to do. maybe it will be even more complete with babies. but for the moment i'm content. i look back and realize that all that adjusting, trying and erring were only growing pains. i was striving to fit into a dress, of which i had onl...

i'm okay. doug would say, a-okay. i organized some music and downloaded lots of classical pieces. it feels good. but it's so easy to miss him.

when your heart is low feel the breezes blow it's alright you just take your time there's no hurry now that you're on your way when you're learning how to fly no more wandering round pick up off the ground you will find you can glide on by there's a magic place that is just for you when you're learning how to fly you've always known that this was not your home you've been longing for a place where you'll not feel so all alone when all the time is gone for you to fly away so just breath on in and breath on out and you'll be on your way watch the ocean rise say a sad goodbye don't be shy go ahead and cry there's a light to guide and you're really on your way now you are flying rising floating sitting on this blissful ocean everything you've always wanted now learning how to fly -scat-

of course, as a stationery freak, the best part of getting married for me is getting to pick, and maybe design, the invitations. i found a few interesting ones on etsy and i wanted to share them here. i was looking at classical ones with an elegant but serious tone on finestationery.com, but i decided i could use a bit of creativity, especially because it will be the beginning of spring. i like the idea. so here are my two favorites.

love and hate what a beautiful combination sending shivers up and down my spine sitting here on the dining table, my favorite hang-out place these days. it's close to "my kitchen" and well-lit. it's weird to wake up on a saturday without rohde -any morning, actually- and try to find activities to fill my day. it's weird how, when i'm with him, my day is so naturally filled, sometimes with tourist stuff that i don't really care about but it always turns out to be fun anyway. honestly, i have a long cleaning to-do list but i'm procrastinating until i feel more energized. i'm drinking my coffee, so i will, in 10 minutes or so. my boss stopped by to listen to me last night and it was nice of him, albeit for ten minutes. it's funny that people keep asking if i have gigs coming up and when i do, they disappear. well, it suits with this attitude i have lately, -don't give a tiny rat's ass about people- so it's okay, i assume. after i came...

anyone won't do should be you

Pelin Cetin & Bilal Karaman Barnie's Tea&Coffee Company 1 Feb 2008, 7.00 p.m Warning: This event occurs in the past.