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Epistle is about life, books, God, falling in love, everyday work, and finding your space all from the musings of a 24 year-old writer.


Monday, January 04, 2010

Resolutions?

I don't do resolutions because I will break them. I'm just being honest here. I've done the more-resolutions: read more, write more, work out more, and the less-resolutions: eat less, drink less diet coke, and even talk less (I have foot-in-mouth syndrome). But I've read lots of blogs that start the new year of with a list of resolutions, and I've talked to lots of friends who are resolved as well.

However, I am resolved too.

The end-goal: To be married and to start my writing career.
Time of Completion: August 2010 (May for the marriage part, August for the writing part)
The steps along the way:
  • to plan the wedding (i.e. no more putting it off to look at decorating blogs)
  • to get everything I can out of my last semester at Duke (i.e. read for class)
  • to write every Friday morning
  • to start sending out queries (i.e. believer in yourself)
  • to work on this blog a bit more
  • to write 40 freaking-fantastic pages for my application to the SPU MFA in Creative Writing
  • to relax better (i.e. trade crap television for a good novel)
  • to stick to a budget (i.e. stop buying clothes on sale, online. It is still spending money)
  • to survive the wedding while looking spectacular (i.e. workout)
  • to enjoy the honeymoon ('nuff said)
  • to move-in to an apartment and decorate a little, cook a little, cuddle a lot
  • to get a job that I don't hate (standards!) and start paying down school loans
There is also the church youth ski trip, an Anglican Missions conference, two trips to Tallahassee in March and April (wedding planning, brother's wedding), and my graduation. We hope to visit my cousin and her family more in Wake Forest, Christina and Jordan in DC, Robert and Phyllis in Wilmington, Bailey (my old church), and maybe even do a beach weekend or something with beloved friends.

I am resolved and I know it looks like I have a lot of resolutions, but I don't. These are the things that are necessary to live the type of life I want to live - a life about words, God, marriage, people, and learning. A New Year's resolution would be to learn to like salad (had one the other day, not impressed) or not to speed. Those are fine and dandy, but I don't have the mental effort to accomplish them. There is enough going on in my life.

What about you? Do you have resolutions?
love,
Katie
p.s. I don't hate New Year's Resolutions. I'm just feeling opinionated this morning.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Hope Chest

After Christmas my mom and I are going to embark on a project. This is all going to take some explaining, so bear with me please.

Three years ago, when I was packing up to move to North Carolina and start at Duke, I asked my mom what you get for graduating from graduate school in our family. For high school we've each gotten a laptop to take to college, and for college we each get a car (used, but it's a car) and a bedroom set (because my mom has an obsession with buying furniture) all with the idea that we're set to go make it out in the scary, big world. Generous doesn't even begin to describe it. So of course I was excited to hear what comes with another degree.

My mom snorted, "We take you out to dinner."

Thwarted, I suggested maybe a cedar chest, "Then I can put fun things in it like a dowry for someday when I get married."

"I let you read too many historical romance novels." Was my mother's reply and the subject was dropped.

Fast forward to this summer when my mom was down in North Carolina visiting. My mother is sewing fiend. She's made every bedspread I've ever slept under, my prom dresses, and even her own wedding dress. She isn't making mine because she lives too far away, but we are going to make my veil. Naturally she wants to pass these skills along to her daughters. My sister's interest level is in the negatives and mine has remained neutral until recently. She gave me a sewing machine one Christmas which I've lugged with me to every house or apartment for four years. Finally this summer I decided it was time to learn how to use it (I wanted new throw pillows). So her visit coincided with 1) Mike proposing 2) Me learning how to sew on my machine.

And thus the idea for my graduation present reasserted itself. The deal was she and I would work together to make the things we put in the cedar chest - the things being my linens. Of course the first part of the business is to decide on a chest.

The original idea is the simplicity of a blanket chest:
But I really like this Shaker style too:

Or this chest-like media center:



Here is the issue - I don't need anymore heavy wood furniture. I have lots - a sleigh bed, wardrobe, dresser with mirror, night stand, desk, table for eight, two coffee tables, and a wood frame futon. Poor Mike.

I have thought of asking my mom for something else that I might actually need or want.

Like this mirror:

Or this rug, neither of which I need. Or this chair that I tell myself I need but I really just want:



We do actually need bookshelves...
And some table lamps...
But I think I'm getting ahead of myself. I think the point is that I sew with my Mom. We might end up going with just the linens for simplicity sake. We'll buy some things and make others. My mom's machine can embroider letters so some fun monogramming might go on. The actual stuff we're going to do this Christmas...
A plain apron like this one with my name added in white stitching:
And a button monogram throw pillow like this one to put somewhere:

Stripped dish towels:
Fun yellow sheets:

A duvet like this one (thanks to Lettered Cottage) for a guest bedroom:


A table runner with velvet or ribbon trim (blue or a silver one for the holidays):
A neutral table cloth like this one for everyday use:
A fun bright runner for more casual settings:
My mom made me a quilt a few years so she'll include that and some other family heirlooms, some china and books that belonged to my grandfather. And last but not least on our list is my veil, of which I have lots of pictures but you'll all have to wait alongside Mike.

Off to sew!
love,
Katie

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Mini-Shower

So I was going to have a bridal shower today, but it got canceled (LONG story, not interesting). But my dad forgot to cancel the cake so we had a cake: And we had a few presents from some family so my parents, sister, and youngest brother had a mini-shower. We ate Hyvee Chinese and then cake. Then I opened some presents. There were some little things, but the major present came from my grandmother who has an affinity for kitchen products. And she got me:

A beautiful, silver-like-a-fox, Kitchen Aid Artisan. Sigh.

love,
Katie

Space?

I'm looking at apartment complexes today for Mike and I to live in once we get married. This is a form of procrastination since I'm putting off writing a sermon and a family Christmas letter. As I look at complexes price and space definitely come into play. I would love an extra room for an office/guest room, but it is definitely not a necessity by any means. We're only going to be in the space for a year. What is necessary is price.

It got me thinking about space. How much space do we need? And how often do we define what we'd like (such as an office) as what we need?

I was watching HGTV with my mom last night and we watched a couple with a baby talk about how they 'needed' at minimum 4 bedroom house. They didn't work from home or plan on having anymore kids, but they needed 4 bedrooms for 3 people. Ridiculous! But then again so is an office/guest room for two people who make NO MONEY. Then today I stumbled upon a blog, Six in the City, which chronicles the life of a family of 6 (including three teenage boys) moving from spacious, suburban Colorado to a 1,200 sq. foot apartment in New York City.

I think I can do without the office.

love,
Katie

Do-it-Yourself #2

DIY Project #1 were those dining room chairs and they aren't actually finished completely but it got cold so we moved indoors.

Then one day about two months ago (yes, that is how long it takes me to get around to things here) I was looking at a Pottery Barn catalog and saw this:

and I thought to myself, "How nice it would be to have a system like that..." Two problems 1) I don't have the money to buy said system. 2) I don't have an army of children that would constitute such an elaborate system.

So time for a DIY project. I had a large whiteboard that I'd picked up along the way sitting in a corner of my office. The problem was that the frame was gross:

So I went to Michael's and after enough wandering found colored duct tape. I know, duct tape. This is the lazy person's paint. Duct tape worked for me because when I pulled the faux wood off the frame came with it. To paint I'd need to strip the faux wood paper and in the process make the surface very uneven. It also worked because this whole system is temporary. I plan on making something nicer once we get married and I'm *just* working. I picked the bright turqouise because it goes with the rest of my office:

and because it is temporary. It's amazing what you'll do when it is temporary. So I covered the frame in the duct tape and then took two squares of pin-board stuff that I got at Michael's and using double sided tape attached it to the bottom of my whiteboard.

I hung mounting hardware on the back and hung it in a corner of my office. I hung a ribbon board I already owned above it to create a little organizing corner. I slipped an unused side table into the built-in cranny and filled over-sized coffee mugs (I'm not a coffee drinker) with white eraser markers, sharpies, and note cards. I also hung some hooks and now have a place for my most often used purses. I even found a Kleenex box I didn't hate at Target. Voila! A wonderful little system just for me.

love,
Katie

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Meet Tasha

Tasha is my parents' 3 month-old golden lab. She is adorable with soft fur, eager eyes, and big clumsy paws. And she chews EVERYTHING. She chews chairs, legs, paper, remotes, arms, socks, mittens, tables, shoes, and legs again.

Seriously, I've stepped into a time-warp by coming home. It suddenly it feels like we live with Dr. Doolittle. Before we had two cats and a very old golden retriever. One of the cats hid all the time so it really just felt like two animals and they pretty much just slept. But the once-hidden cat likes to taunt Tasha and the other two spend half their days trying to avoid Tasha so now there are four animals constantly underfoot. Plus, my parents are unbelievably patient with the dog. If we broke something we got in trouble. When Tasha chews on the brand new coffee table, Mom laughs. Crazy, people, crazy!

In trying to do our part, Mike and I took Tasha for a walk two days ago...Tasha thrives in the 17 inches of snow and 10 degree weather. Mike does not. We had to turn around after a block because his face was frozen. But before we go inside, Tasha wants to explore the yard...
I caught the scent...

...that's weird, I hear my name...

...but I'm going to ignore it anyway...there is the scent again...boy this is going to be good...
What is it?

Never mind people, it's just a stick. What's next?



Mike says, Florida that is what is next.

Sadly, Mike is going to Florida tomorrow without me. I'm staying with life-is-a-chew-toy puppy Tasha and the snow. He's going to be with the sunshine and another dog named Zeke (his brother's dog). After this break we're both determined to never have a dog. We like peace and happiness too much.

love,
Katie

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Farmhouse Chic

Some friends recently bought a house which reminded me how long it will be until I have one of these: a surrounded-by-the-woods-can't-see-from-the-road farmhouse!

When I mean a long time I mean a LONG time. And the day I have a house like that one above...well maybe never. :Sigh:

But a while ago I stumbled upon this blog, Twice Remembered, which chronicles a couple taking a cookie cutter house with that modern-look-like-everyone-else feel and is turning it bit by bit into a cottage farmhouse feel. And I liked it. I liked it a lot.

I always picked the farmhouse card in the game of Life and I really like Anne of Green Gables. Could it mean I like breadboard and painted cabinets, built ins and wide plank flooring?

Not exactly an existential crisis here, but I did some looking around the internet at pictures of this particular style and found I did like it. Some examples:

I don't like distressed jeans, but I love distressed hutches!


Oh so perfect library - the ladder puts it over the top.

Love the baskets. This makes doing laundry look like fun.


Someday I want a farmhouse dining room table and a round pedestal table like this in the kitchen. And it's blue! Remember my love of all things blue (here)

This makes me want to garden and I don't garden.


Claw foot tub = Happy
I have this in my inspiration 'folder' on my desktop. The blue chairs, the ottoman coffee table, fireplace, hutches, windows, rug...it goes on and on.

It maybe official - I love all things farmhouse.

love,
Katie

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

I got trivets!

Mike got me trivets for Christmas!

No, really he did. And I couldn't be more excited. We exchanged gifts last night in a very, very low key affair. I told Mike to get me something off the registry cause there isn't much I need. Thus, my two heavy duty trivets:


Pretty starbursts!

But that's not all. He also got me Pride and Prejudice in the new Penguin Classic series with covers designed by Coralie Bickford-Smith. Below is the whole line, much of which I would love to own someday. In the mean time I'll gladly curl up with one of my favorite novels of all time and peak at the wonderful cover from time to time. The last thing I got was this great galvanized metal key cabinet from Pottery Barn. It was also on our registry and Mike and I both thought it was neat. I love the little hooks on the inside that have places for their own labels. Can't wait to hang it in our first apartment!

Yay for trivets and kitchens to put them in!
love,
Katie

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

What's for dinner, honey?

Meet my frequent dinner companion: It's Noodles' Penne Rosa with Parmesan Chicken. The little franchise is tucked in a shopping center near campus and I find myself going to it over and over again. I get a small and the meal comes to about $6. I make myself feel better by telling myself it isn't fast food. To understand why this gets its own blog post I need to make a confession: I HAVE NOODLES PROGRAMMED INTO MY CELL PHONE. Whew, not a proud moment!

Meet Mike's frequent dinner companion:
It's a Firehouse meatball sub. Firehouse and Noodles are right next to each other so we'll go together and meet back at the truck. Then we'll take the food home, sit at the dinning room table with a single candle, and 'have a date' which consists of eating from plastic and Styrofoam containers while chatting with my roommates. Now, that's romance baby!

But lately Noodles has had competition:
Meet Bertolli's frozen dinners brought to you by the local Super Target (which I live 2 minutes from - proof there is a God!). For about $7 I can eek two meals out of this for myself. In reality it really only feeds you for one meal and a half, but if you pair it with other food (the notion!) then I am confidant it is enough for two. These babies even have Mike's approval (he loves the Chicken Parmesan) and I love them because they're in my freezer and I don't have to go outside to pick them up.

I'd like to make the excuse that I am in school and therefore eat like this. But that isn't the truth. The truth is that I have atrocious eating habits. Atrocious I say, atrocious! (I want to say that is a movie quote, but it probably isn't). They are so bad that people have worried if my children will be malnourished because all I feed them is diet coke and pretzels (which I inhale as if they were air.) It is so bad that when I eat Noodles or Bertolli Mike, my family, and friends breathe a sigh of relief because I'm actually eating a real meal.

But when I'm home with my family I do cook. I cook in abundance. Evidence: here Yes it was from two years ago, but it is proof I do cook meals when called upon to do it. And I plan on cooking once we get married. I had a ton of fun registering for things so I can do the cooking...

love,
Katie

 

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