What Happens In Vegas...

...Doesn't happen to me. And I'm not just talking about the drunken gambling and promiscuity. The Neon Boneyard is closed for the summer which means I will not be toting my camera(s) there this weekend. I suppose our long weekend in the desert (at least I get some desert sun) will have to be spent otherwise. Thankfully we are staying off-strip at my FIL's so I'm thinking it will be rather laid-back. Lot's of pool time with The Mister and our sweet little Gem. I hope your Memorial weekend treats you right.

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California Dreamin

Lately I've been really in the mood to go to California. It might have something to do with the stormy weather we Portlanders have been experiencing. (And are SO over.)

I am dying to:

see a palm tree or two

sip a lemonade by the pool

view some atomic ranch loveliness

enjoy the sun-bleached color of the mid-century glamour that is Palm Springs.

In honor of my longing I curated an Etsy Treasury inspired by that hipster desert. Check it out here.

PS- So excited today is day one of Pin It Forward. My day will be June 14th but there will be lots of inspiring posts till then. Check the schedule here.

Here's where I get sappy

Went for a nice little walk this evening with my man, our girl and that rascally dog. Looking down at G in her stroller I had one of those moments. Those moments that come on unexpectedly but with surprising frequency. I saw her tiny feet in those pink flower shoes and I thought "how long I've waited to see tiny feet in pink flower shoes that come home with me." I felt that little joy of gratitude in my heart, pushed her home and tucked her in bed.

Quit Clowning Around

A few weeks back I met up with my old college roommates for the weekend so we could attend BYU Women's Conference and also shop, eat and discuss all sorts of nonsense to the point of hysterical laughter. When we were in the planning phase of this year's SHREX (Sperry House Reunion EXtravaganza) I thought a clown-themed photo shoot would be a grand idea. You see back in our Sperry House days we were such a circus that we earned ourselves clown names one by one starting with Bozo aka Jenny. They have stuck with us (my name is Chums in case you were wondering) and so we decided to take it to the next level. Thanks to my tripod and self-timer I was able to jump into the group shots. We rather enjoyed ourselves despite the occasional snowflake. (I'm not kidding, it snowed. It was THAT cold.)