the first and best man in a girl's life

I’m happy to say that I have a fantastic relationship with my dad – it wasn’t always that way, and most of my closest friends are constantly shocked to see how we ended up… based on my years living at home, and the things we put eachother through. nevertheless, I am lucky to have a strong, wonderful, compassionate, talented, likable man as my father.
so when i found this post, on an amazingly wonderful website, i was awestruck - how could strangers possibly understand the relationship that a little girl has with her dad? and yet, they did. not only does this website understand the relationship that a girl has with her dad, but it understands how important a dad/daughter relationship is... and notes what dads can do to establish and mold that bond that no one can replicate.
a few of my favourite ones, as i read through:
2. Always be there. Quality time doesn’t happen without quantity time. Hang out together for no other reason than just to be in each other’s presence. Be genuinely interested in the things that interest her. She needs her dad to be involved in her life at every stage. Don’t just sit idly by while she add years to her… add life to her years.
6. Buy her a glove and teach her to throw a baseball. Make her proud to throw like a girl… a girl with a wicked slider.
18. Tell her she’s beautiful. Say it over and over again. Someday an animated movie or “beauty” magazine will try to convince her otherwise.
20. Take her camping. Immerse her in the great outdoors. Watch her eyes fill with wonder the first time she sees the beauty of wide open spaces. Leave the iPod at home.
22. She’s as smart as any boy. Make sure she knows that.
41. Take it easy on the presents for her birthday and Christmas. Instead, give her the gift of experiences you can share together.
146. Take lots of pictures together. You never know when one of you won’t be around to smile for the camera anymore.
126. Take her on a date. Show her how she should expect to be treated when she turns 30 and can start dating men other than you.
121. She can run just as fast as any boy. She will forget this fact from time to time. It’s your job to remind her.
113. “Kids are like bowling balls. Sometimes you just gotta let ‘em go, and hope they don’t end up in the gutter.”
106. The storms of life will come. When they do, offer her your umbrella.
103. Brush her hair when she’s a little girl. It will be one of her fondest memories someday.
97. What’s that you say? You need daddy to paint your nails? Absolutely!
93. She will cry. Often. Always have tissues. If a tissue cannot be found, your shoulder is a great substitute.
I have a father who has been using the past 5 or 6 years to make sure he does all of these things – he calls me just to talk, we spend father/daughter weekends together, he has heart-to-hearts, and makes sure to say, ‘I love you’ at the end of every phone call, no matter how menial the conversation was. when we were little girls, he let us paint his toenails, and wore his pink, blue and green toenails like medal of honour (despite the harrassment he received on the baseball field when he removed his socks to display our art to the team). he brought us camping, took us on dates (my baby sister and him had a standing tim hortons date every day for a year when he took a year off of work in 1995), took tons of videos of us growing up, and let us weather our own storms.
and perhaps most importantly, he told us we could run, throw, hit (a baseball), and play like any boys we knew. and that we were smarter than any boy - because we were strong, independant, and beautiful women. and despite how much many of my teachers and friends probably despise that feminist streak in me now, that has stuck with me. he never ever wished he had 3 boys instead of 3 girls - because he simply did those things with us that a dad would do with his sons, as well as the things a dad can do with his daughters.
these are things we should all do with the people we care about - but specifically, if you are the father (or mother) of a little girl.... focus on these things specifically. they have a whole life ahead of them... they need to be prepared with a wicked slider, and a confidence that can't be shaken.
(found via unbrelievable; more on the author’s website, here)

DIY for the ages

I spend a lot of time scouring the internet, trying to discover the best DIY projects I can find – so when pinterest popped up, I was in heaven. You mean, I can share with people who have already FOUND DIY projects?? Perfect. All I needed to hear. I was signed up right away. And pin, I did.
Luckily for me, it’s brought me to a TON of sites for home design, home DIY and tons of creative and inspiring places.
And when I stumbled onto a beautiful mess – a blog by elsie – I was in HEAVEN. Really. This is what heaven is like.
erin – landlord erin. landlord craft friend erin. if you’re reading – we NEED TO DO ALL OF THESE THINGS. (after envelope purses).
my faves by elsie?
so many good things about fabric paint….
And this can reach from tshirts to bags, to books like she’s done here.
hey every girl I know – guess what you’re getting as gifts from this point forward!?
and hey – every guy I know? Guess what you’re getting as a gift from now on? better start liking bow ties my friends!

more art projects? Yes please.
Super into geometric shapes, etc. right now, so this is perfection.
enjoy. makey makey. i won't be sad if i receive any of these as gifts. thank you in advance.

my weekend in summary

this weekend was filled with lots of sleep, and lots of relaxing. it was MUCH needed... according to my bodies need for sleep. not a lot of photos either... whether it was because i was really enjoying my company, or because i was too exhausted, i'm not sure. either way, the important ones were taken... with les baby.
the boys playing with the babe - never did i ever think i'd see the day; just some saturday afternoon hanging out; the group. and nate distracted by the babe.
friday: was not feeling well all day (i've been battling kidney stones and a kidney infection, and friday it was really beating me up) so when i got home - after a quick catch up with erin (my landlord) following their mexico vacation - i napped before dinner. then, my friend met me at home, and we ventured out for his first taste of pizzeria libretto. put our names on the wait list, and headed over the lakeview for appetizers and beer (as we were desperately hungry). we then made our way back to the bar at libretto, and had a bottle of wine, and my favourite pizza - prosciutto - and sausage. amazing. as always. then, went home, and passed out by midnight. exhausted.
saturday: woke up around 9:30, and prepared to head out for the day - packed, and then met up with nate and bri, to hop on the road to waterloo. we stopped to grab some veggies, and then arrived at matt and cait's (where josh and hadi already were). the afternoon consisted of lots of chatting, a huge great picnic lunch (with fresh baked bread and sandwiches with chips. and hot sauce - lots of hot sauce), baby time, nap time (for the baby - not us... unfortunately), sports video games, and more chatting. it's weird to go from seeing friends every day in school, to rarely ever... and i love getting to see these friends of mine from university. we headed out at about 8, and my parents picked me up along the way, so i could spend the night at their place. after watching the basketball games with my dad (and witnessing a devastating loss for ohio state), i crashed early at about 11:30.
sunday: slept until noon. yes. over 12 hours of sleep. apparently the kidney issues i'm going through are wrecking havoc on my body. so a parent's house is exactly what i needed. had breakfast with the fam, and sat around talking about my middle sister's plans for a birthday pig roast. then, after some tv, and some work on my current side projects, i dropped my sister off to pick up the car from her night out, and met up with my high school friend jamie for a quick catch up - on dating, life, life, dating, and everything in between. we're both sort of at similar places in life - dating, in the early stages of our careers, starting to get that itch to move on and out - and our conversations tend to wrap around themselves, intertwining. it's nice to have friends at the same stage of life. i then headed out, to get home, and pack up, in time for my friend to pick me up and drive back to toronto. after a long convo with my parents, we headed out, and stopped in mississauga to check out the trail that his friend has been working on. it was my first time in a wooded space for a long time, and it invigorated me - set off a dangerous need to get out, camping, hiking, and creating in a way reflective of nature. we then stopped for some food, before he dropped me off at home. as soon as i got home, i unpacked, and got right into bed. exhausted. again.
hope everyone had a great weekend - despite the yucky weather (on sunday specifically)... short week coming up, and so close to some more time off!

spaces i adore.... and want

i've been tossing and turning with some apartment changes recently - my beading workspace is not the most ideal (aka. i make jewelry while sitting on the ground, hunched over - which is AMAZING for someone with a broken back), i have a lot of paperwork that needs to be hidden, and my walls are not the best for hanging things like shelves.
so recently i've spent much time pouring over interiors - even more than normal, if you can imagine - for ideas on how to store things, and how to design a space that works, doesn't feel to crammed, and doesn't compromise my love for things that make me happy all over the place.
This space – a redesigned barn in Norfolk, East England – takes what most people turn their noses up at (particle board), and highlights it’s most natural beauty. And I love how raw it is. They’ve created the perfect mix of design, storage, and nature.
and this space, though similar, uses a different method of clean wood. Culminated into a beautiful, natural and bright space. everything in it - the furniture, the storage, the 'decorative' items - are all useful, practical, and not intrusive. though they've mixed varying colours and types of wood, that normally would not be pieced together, it gives a sense of haphazard cohesiveness. i love this.
this space is completely ideal - perhaps (dare i say) my dream home…. taken an old garage (point for being in a space that was used to fix cars. one major step in winning me over), and turned it into a wonderful, open, airy and industrial space. i adore the height of the space, the inset shelving, and the clean use of wall space for hanging things. conversely, i LOVE that they didn't turn the space into a pretentious area - they left chipping paint, rusted awnings, exposed brick without the yuppy connotations, and the beauty of nature growing between the cracks. it's, i think, my most perfect mix. the furniture they chose is perfect - bulky, substantial, and yet minimalist, and they've not overdone anything. that, i love.
the perfect desk! the home of Jennifer from a merry mishap is perfectly curated – by surrounding herself with items that inspire her creativity, without it looking cluttered or overrun with ‘things’. She makes jewellery too, so I think I’m drawn to her creative space on a 'jewellery makers' level. collections of things, in groupings, mismatched frames displaying treasures, and simplicity. and man... though i'd love a very basic desk, i need the drawer space to hide things (like 10 containers worth of jewellery findings, beads, vintage chain and so on, and so on).
though this space is far too heavy on the black for my liking (in the other photos of the tour), but I adore the storage spaces, such as the bar cart, and the old metal chests with things displayed like art. they've done the space perfectly, and this photo captures my most favourite parts of it. in incoporating vintage into a space, it's SO essential to ensure everything else around it is clean, tidy, and taken care of - the while walls are a huge part of this. they do this perfectly. (and man.... those vintage glass bottles... *sigh. not to mention, i'm fairly confident that pillow was invented for me).
oh. And I want a fireplace. Too much? K, fine. what about just a photo of one?
so. Things to do:
- Find rollout drawers for under my bed (the things I’ve stored under there are embarrassing – and in the most unorganized of states)
- Shelving in my living room (combined with a desk?)
- A desk. Open to suggestions. (FLOATING WALL LENGTH DESK. ok. now i'm just getting ridiculous. but a girl can dream, right?)
- A true night stand – I currently have a stool with a silver tray. And I love it, but it shows off all my private things (which i'm sure you can use your imagination for). I wouldn't mind redoing a vintage nightstand, and painting it white.
- Organize my stupid filing. I hate filing and paper work.