Tuesday, April 17

Life Lately...

Hi there! Remember me? I know. It has been so very long. I am terrible. Life lately has been, well, busy. Without going into everything - here is a taste of what's been happening.

I have been on a painting frenzy. Nothing exciting/worth sharing. I am just touching up everything in my place. Inside of pantry - check. Front of cabinets - check. Boring stuff, but man, it feels so fresh and clean again. I like. Lots.

Found some rusty numbers to put on the front of the shed while "junking" in Montrose. They haven't gone up yet - soon though.

PS. Other news about the shed...Dwell is interested in doing a story. Crazy, right?

Despite a snowstorm this last weekend, Matthew is in a springtime state of mind.

A little DIY. A bit confusing, but we got it done. And, I haven't worn my bracelet once. Oh well.

Anthropologie moved to a new location in Boston.
While in town visiting my sister last month, we stopped by.
Amazing. All of it.

Have you seen this blog? Matthew and I are obsessed.
So, I did my own version for him on the shed fridge.
Man, I love this chalkboard fridge.

One more week. Trying to soak it up.

Follow me on Instagram if want more - sonchia

Wednesday, March 21

The Genius Waitress

I visited my old place of employment today and had a lovely meal and was waited on by one of my favorite people.  

So - feeling nostalgic.  In honor of all who have waited tables - a poem my Tom Robbins

 [dressed as dead waitresses for Dia de los Muertos]

The Genius Waitress
               Of the genius waitress, I now sing.
            Of hidden knowledge, buried ambition, and secret sonnets scribbled on cocktail napkins; of aching arches, ranting cooks, condescending patrons, and eyes diverted from ancient Greece to ancient grease; of burns and pinches and savvy and spunk; of a uniquely American woman living a uniquely American compromise, I sing.  I sing of the genius waitress.

            Okay, okay, she’s probably not really a genius.  But she is well-educated.  She has a degree in Sanskrit, ethno astronomy, Icelandic musicology, or something equally valued in the contemporary marketplace.  Even if she could find work in her chosen field, it wouldn’t pay beans—so she slings them instead. (The genius waitress is not to be confused with the aspiring-actress waitress so prevalent in Manhattan and Los Angeles and so different from her sister in temperament and I.Q.)

            As a type, the genius waitress is sweet and sassy, funny and smart; young, underestimated, fatalistic, weary, cheery (not happy, cheerful: there’s a difference and she understands it), a tad bohemian, often borderline alcoholic, frequently pretty (though her hair reeks of kitchen and bar); as independent as a cave bear (though ever hopeful of “true love”) and, above all, genuine.

            Covertly sentimental, she fusses over toddlers and old folks, yet only fear of unemployment prevents her from handing an obnoxious customer his testicles with his bill.
            She doesn’t mind a little good-natured flirting, and if you flirt with verve and wit, she may flirt back.  Never, however, never try to impress her with your résumé.  Her tolerance for pretentious Yuppies ends with her shift, sometimes earlier.  She reads men like a menu and always knows when she’s being offered leftovers or an artificially inflated soufflé. 

            Should you ever be lucky enough to be taken home by her to that studio apartment with the jerry-built bookshelves and Frida Kahlo posters, you will discover that whereas in the public dining room she is merely as proficient as she needs to be, in the private bedroom she is a blue gourmet virtuoso.  Five stars and counting!  Afterward, you can discuss chaos theory or the triple aspects of the mother goddess in universal art forms—while you massage her swollen feet.

            Eventually, she leaves food service for graduate school or marriage, but unless she wins a grant or a fair divorce settlement, chances are she’ll be back, a few years down the line, reciting the daily specials with her own special mixture of warm and ennui.

            Erudite emissary of eggs over easy, polymath purveyor of polenta and prawns, articulate angel of apple pie, the genius waitress is on duty right now in hundreds of U.S. restaurants, smile at the ready, sauce on the side.  So brush up on your Schopenhauer, place your order—and tip, mister, tip.  She deserves a break today.
            Of her I sing.

~Tom Robbins
  Playboy, 1991

Wednesday, March 14

Been down Two times

Love that my sister spotted these amazing necklaces with song lyrics engraved on them. As Fleetwood Mac fanatics (and timely lyrics for events in our family this year) we ordered matching necklaces that say "been down...two times" in honor of this awesome song.
 You can even order other words to be engraved on to the heart...so cute! 

[from Erica Weiner

Fleetwood Mac's - Never going back again

Monday, February 27

I want...

Me likey. And want. Here.

Friday, February 24

Kitchen Love

I have always been a Neko Case fan - especially when she was hanging out and recording in Tucson.  

Check out her kitchen (complete with piano) in Country Living.

Watch and listen

Watch this show:

and listen to this CD:

Son's of Anarchy has many Black Keys songs in the show - seems to be a perfect fit.


Book and Blog

Just listened to this book (yes - audiobook) which I recommend.   Mindy Kaling has a funny high voice and when she is talking to you, you feel like she is a good friend telling stories.  It is a light and quick read (or listen).  

Also - check out her blog about stuff she likes - very cute!  


Officially and completely obsessed. I held off for a long time knowing this would happen.

Once I get a new charger for my laptop and can post again from home, watch out.

Pinterest is my new crack.

To do...

THIS is on the to do list. I just have to find myself some polymer clay. Not an easy feat in Telluride.
I am on the hunt...

Thursday, February 9

I want...

...this Arizona poster!

Check out some of the amazing detail here.

Wednesday, February 8

Valentines Crafts...

I don't really consider myself a crafty person. Honestly. I like good design, I like clean design. The DIYs I tackle are typically, well, I like to think they aren't too "crafty" in the bric-a-brac and gingham sense.

This time though, I may be coming extremely close. I wanted to send out some Valentines this year - nothing big, nothing time consuming, something simple. These cards may be bordering on cutesy though.

The supplies: stamp pad and blank cards. All just things I had.

Thumb down on the stamp pad (and proof I am in desperate need of a manicure).

Final product: thumb print hearts. Pretty darn "cute." Took all of two minutes honestly. Homemade and personal (which I like).

Seriously, the easiest project ever - if you are into this sort of thing.

Tuesday, January 31

I want...

I am thinking I need this. Which is weird as I am so not an animal print type of person.

Tuesday, January 24

The Shed. The Story.

Hi folks. Well, finally.
Here is the shed story.
This story was written by MCB for Shelter Magazine, a local home magazine. They came and took photos months ago and it was on the stands around town starting in December. Now, they have finally posted the story online for everyone to enjoy...yay!

Thursday, January 19

Planning on it...

[from: Ruggles Made]

Right Round Baby Right Round...

For Rebecca. Reminded me of you.

[from: Artistry Cards]

Monday, January 16

Hops Heaven

Wow - I have been a bad blogger.  Vacation, visitors in town, work...excuses, excuses.   

So, if you hang out with me and/or read this blog.  You know I love beer.  With a Colorado trip this past summer, and a recent trip to California all included breweries and beer tastings.  

So - the latest fantasy?  Opening a bottle shop here in Tucson.  A bottle shop would have hundreds of craft beers in bottles that you can open and enjoy at the shop.  I would also want wine available, a few specialty beers on tap, and big community table. 

We visited a store like this in San Diego called Bottlecraft.  LOVED IT.  There seem to be a bunch popping up all over such as Top Hops in NYC and the Louisville Beer Store

So what do you think?  Should I quit my day job and open a similar spot up in Tucson?  

Friday, January 13

Bad Blogger

Here it is the new year and I haven't posted in weeks. I thought 2012 might calm down, but it seems as busy as ever!

Resolutions are many and will be shared soon, but in the meantime - I make a resolution today to be a better blogger.

Until that happens, here is a little gift to you - a beautiful painting by Luli Sanchez. Everything she creates is amazing, check her out.

Happy 2012!