Kiss the day goodbye…

I stayed up until nearly 3am last night sifting through all of my saved items on Google Reader before it officially powers down tomorrow. If any of you follow me on pinterest… I’m sorry for the crazy amount of activity.

I’m really bummed that Google is closing down Reader, I’ve been using it around 7 years, I’m invested. Like other blog hoarders out there I’m searching out a Reader alternative, I’ve been toying with Feedly, Bloglovin and Digg Reader. I haven’t exactly decided on one yet. I know Google gave us 3 months to ween off… but I’m a stubborn person when it comes to change. I’d been attempting to use Feedly since Google made their announcement, but a few things about it bother me. The biggest thing, its not Reader.

So far I think its going to come down to Digg or Feedly, Bloglovin leans more towards a social networking angle on RSS, I don’t really care to get into all that. I might give AOL’s Reader substitute a chance at some point. I’m basically going to import my Google stuff to as many different places as I can before tomorrow. I’m still hoping that Google Reader will come back, I’m guessing blogs are going to be that ex-girlfriend they just can’t walk away from.

I know… I was a terrible ex-girlfriend too. Ok, I guess I’ll have to decide between one of those faux Readers. Sigh.

 

So which Google Reader substitute have you decided on?

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Warby Parker Fridays, O’Brien Style

This week I thought we’d take a break from my tired old face to bring you my handsome husband-to-be, Terrence, modeling his very first try-ons. Terrence has always been a bigger fan of metal, so when Warby Parker introduced metal frames to the usual line up, he began to come around. He even got a couple of plastic frames in his set of 5.

The last time Terrence* updated his frames was 2006, we got our glasses at Selima Optique. Since then I’ve since gotten 2 more from them and 1 from WP. I love to buy new glasses, but Terrence is a little less eager to change something that he feels is working. Even though he’s shopping around now, he still intends to update his old Mykita’s with new lenses. Maybe my frames addiction will wear off on him.

Terrence in his Mykita frames, its love.

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Crane in Whiskey Tortoise

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Edison in Brushed Ink

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Reynold in Revolver Black

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Greeley in Brushed Granite

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Chapman in Brushed Ink

So… what do ya think?

I was a big fan of the Crane, I also liked the Greeley. Terrence was into the Edison and the Crane only, he really didn’t like the other three. After asking his sister and a few friends for their opinions it seemed pretty unanimous for the Crane’s. Terrence still prefers the Edison’s but he trusts us. He plans on buying them after he visits the eye doctor in a few weeks. I’m pretty excited. I’d never seen him in plastic frames (aside from when I put my glasses on him and tell him he’s pretty), I think they look nice on him. Hopefully he’ll eventually agree with us.

Fun with Warby Parker
June 7th | Sloan
June 14 | Roosevelt
June 21 | Madison
June 28 | O’Brien Style

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2010 | HTO I
2011 | HTO II

Three cheers for the winners!

See you next week!

xo,
Ana & Terrence

*Terrence was super sleepy when we did our photo shoot, he also hates having his picture taken… so forgive him his droopy/irritated expression. He tried.

Bully Inn

I wasn’t in a big rush to add a new dog to our family since losing Dutch, but in the last 14 months we’ve housed 3 strays… and Terrence has wanted every one of them. Unfortunately for him, along with the help of our amazing friends, we have found a loving home for each stray that’s come through our door. This isn’t one of them, this is Queen Sizzle, she belongs to my brother Paul.

Whenever I’d attempt to open my heart to one of our strays something in me shut down, I couldn’t do it. I’ve developed quite a reputation for being the witch that won’t let Terrence have a puppy. For a while I was convinced that I’d never get over Dutch and be able to have another dog. That is until Paul asked us to watch his puppy, Queen Sizzle, two months ago. I seriously didn’t want to give her back. Sure she was annoying and I had a few complaints about her lack of training. Her most obvious flaw being that she wasn’t accustomed to going for walks and as a result would keep me walking around my neighborhood for several hours a day with no finale. But what she lacked in training she made up for in good behavior and personality, so we threatened to keep her captive anyway– she was adorable.

Somehow my brother is trusting us again to watch his girl while he and his family are off on vacation. Terrence is already plotting to keep her and I’ve been spoiling her rotten. Thankfully Paul listened to my advice since her last visit with us and she’s learned all about being walked and what’s supposed to happen. She’s still rusty on her commands, but those are easy to correct. I’m hoping to teach her to lay down before our week is up. Yes, our time will come to an end. I don’t actually want to keep my brothers dog, sure it would be nice, but my nephew and nieces love her too much. I mean c’mon, they gave her this regal title to carry along.

Queen Sizzle has awoken something in me, she makes me want my own pup. She also makes a few of our friends want one as well, the ladies got charisma. Dogs like Sizzle are great for pit bulls, I wish every skeptic could know a bully like her. Dutch had that same charisma, he turned a lot of skeptics in his day. Currently we’re waiting until after all the commotion with the wedding, my holiday rush of orders and Terrence’s tech traveling season to end before we seek out our own puppy. Although we’re getting more and more impatient, we know it would only be fair to our future dog. In the meantime, her highness over here is welcome whenever she wants.

In hiding.

Penny has not come out of the bedroom in weeks. Sure she comes out to eat, drink… expel. Oh and lets not forget when she runs into the living room to shred the furniture… before running back into the bedroom, her daily cardio. She just doesn’t hang out anymore. She used to lay nearby all the time, now I can never find her. Penny’s really been into hiding in my hamper, under the bed and in her carrier. Unless shes in the bedroom window stalking her least favorite squirrel. I almost feel bad installing the air conditioner on her, which is why I’ve barely slept what with all the tossing and turning due to overheating. The above picture was taken yesterday when I had my camera within arms reach of Penny pleading for attention.

Just for fun I added a second photo, Penny after we came home from the Mets game a few weeks ago… the things she lets me do to her.

Yarn for breakfast

Sometimes its fun to take a break from blankets and focus on making adorable little friends. Folks often ask me to make them blankets, so this is their consolation prize. I know it doesn’t compare, but I don’t always have the time to make blankets for friends and family, these little guys just take me a few short hours. I’m sure to a more skilled crocheter could knock them out quicker, but I find working with tiny hooks and reading patterns challenging.

I’d made both of these before for different people, on separate occasions, but I thought they’d make good mates. Oddly enough my coffee mug is getting better, but my doughnut might be getting worse… I don’t know. You be the judge…

This time around I may have thought I was a skilled professional, and didn’t read the instructions as carefully as I did the first time I made the doughnut, the mug however, it had been a few months so I actually read those pretty carefully. I don’t think either are perfectly executed yet, I still need some practice wielding my tiny hook and reading patterns.

If you want to make these yourself, here are my pattern sources… sleepy mug and doughnut card.

The next time I attempt the mug I’m going to make it larger, I’ll try my hand at writing up a pattern and share it here when I do.

Happy crafting!
xo,
Ana

Warby Parker Fridays, Pt. 3

Happy Summer, y’all! Ok, now that the sun is in full effect I REALLY need to get some sunglasses. I only tested one pair during my last try-on, I have to check out a few more to make my final decision. It’s hard being blind in the summer months, prescription sunglasses are crazy expensive. Thank goodness for companies like Bonlook and Warby Parker. Its like this whole new world to me, I no longer have to wear a pair of non-prescriptions over my regular glasses or spend over $200. Well… once I find a suitable pair that is.

Madison Sunglasses in Rum Cherry

So… what do ya think?

Again, I love the color… I’m a huge Rum Cherry fan. I thought the frames were slightly large for my face, but I kind of liked them. I still wanna try a few more. I’m really into the new Ocean Avenue Collection, but they don’t send those home. I have to make my way to the new Warby Parker store on Lafayette St. soon before they’re all gone. I’ve been dying to have an excuse to go anyway.

A lot of low cost yet fashionable online glasses shops are popping up all over, its nice, but what makes Warby Parker the best (to me) are the home try-ons. Who wants to invest in a pair of glasses that you can’t test out first? I know most of these online shops have the virtual try-on option, but I can’t deal with it, I find it so useless. Plus, this is so much fun.

Fun with Warby Parker
June 7th | Sloan
June 14 | Roosevelt
June 21 | Madison

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2010 | HTO I
2011 | HTO II

See you next week!

xo,
Ana

Come out and play.

For months I’ve been waiting to see these infamous cicadas. Everyone keeps talking about them, posting pictures of swarms coming out of the ground. Terrence and I have been whining about feeling left out for months, that is until he went backpacking upstate and came home with these pictures.

What a jerk. Now I was the only person that hadn’t seen any cicadas. I was convinced they just didn’t like Staten Island’s North Shore, every park I’ve visited so far have been completely cicada-free. I concluded that I would forever be the only person that wasn’t going to see any cicadas… that is until yesterday. I drove down to the South Shore to quickly grab something from Target and on my way into the store I saw a squished cicada on the floor. I WAS SO EXCITED! I called Amanda immediately to boast about my cicada sighting, who cares if it was dead or alive, I saw one. She didn’t answer, my excitement had to stay within. Then on my way out of the store I saw several more squished cicadas, I began to count, 1-2-3… 4-5, AND THEN… I heard a lady screaming and saw her waving her hands all around her head. CICADAS!!!!! I saw 3 flying around the parking lot, it made me so happy. I can’t wait to go back to the South Shore now and go on a cicada hunt. I want to get up close and personal with my new friends.

I know you might think I’m gross, but I love them.

 

*All photos taken by Terrence O’Brien

State of a dress.

 

What happens to a wedding dress when the party is over? The above picture is of me playing around in my mothers old dress. I’ve worn it for Halloween and other various bouts of dress up throughout my life. I’ve never had any grand ideas of getting married in it, I just thought it was fun to play with. My mother really wanted me to get married it in, but it just wasn’t my style and I certainly didn’t want to cut her dress up… seemed rude. My mom is all about traditions, superstitions, faith… all things I’m not about.

Recently my mom and I were sitting around discussing the afterlife of my wedding dress, I want to dye it and keep on wearing it. I hate the idea of wearing something once and deserting it in the closet or in a box for the rest of its life. When I casually mentioned this conversation to Terrence he was very opinionated. Who knew he was so invested in the life of my dress. He wants me to save it for my daughter, he’s weird. Terrence teeters on the line of wanting and not wanting children, so whenever he makes these grand declarations I get confused.

My mothers wedding dress is currently balled up on top of a box in my brothers garage. After Hurricane Sandy dissolved her home it was among the few things spared. It was on a high shelf in a dress box. We took off one weekend from cleaning out her apartment and her landlords threw away nearly everything we had salvaged, oddly enough they took her dress out of its box and balled it up and left it atop a tiny pile of things they decided to keep for her. She hasn’t wanted to look at the tiny pile of things since we recovered them… so there it sits, still in the state that it arrived in. Observing the life of my mothers wedding dress put a little less emphasis on saving things like that. Hurricane Sandy put a new spin on possessions for me all together. I’d rather choose the fate of my keepsakes rather than be heartbroken by the fate chosen for them.

So… I wanna dye my wedding dress pale pink and wear it to parties. I’m sure my imaginary daughter won’t be offended.

We Will Become Silhouettes

This past weekend I fulfilled the dream of my 19-year-old self, I saw The Postal Service live. It was absolutely fantastic. I was filled with such an overwhelming feeling of nostalgia. I could visualize just about every moment I listened to Give Up back in 2003, from empty parking lots to dark bedrooms. It was an amazing feeling. The best part was that Jenny Lewis was there to complete the team, I was wondering which female vocalist they would bring along from the album, I’m glad they chose her. I love Jenny so much. Amanda and I got drunk very quickly and danced and sang along to every song.

I was a college freshman when Give Up came out and Amanda was a high school freshman… I feel a lot older… probably because I am. Its different with a band like The Postal Service, since they only made one album. I’ve seen plenty of bands live that I’ve been listening to for over a decade and not had that feeling. The Postal Service definitely represents a time in my life, whereas those other bands don’t necessarily do the same thing for me.

After the show we drove around listening to The Postal Service, Figurine, Rilo Kiley, Dntel and a little Death Cab For Cutie… we were in full on nostalgia mode. I’m amazed I could still remember all the lyrics to all these songs that are 10 or more years old. We exchanged stories that each song transported us back to… it was a good night.

I only wish more of our friends could have enjoyed this night with us, but it was nice even with just us.

“Everything will change…”

xo,
Ana

Warby Parker Fridays, Pt. 2

Remember when I said I wanted blue frames for the wedding… here are the first ones. The color made me sooo happy. I was instantly wide awake and having fun the moment I put them on. The Roosevelt’s were by far my favorite to play with… I think it shows.

Roosevelt in Bondi Blue

So… what do ya think?

I love the color, but I don’t think they work on me. They’re a touch too big and I’ve decided that the style of nose piece, keyhole, doesn’t work for my face. From now on I’ll try to avoid it, although most of my favorite pairs have it. I find that all the best colored frames either have that keyhole, they’re round or have the eyes on cheek thing… this is how I describe the ones that I’ve decided don’t suit my face. One day I’ll find out the proper terms for them.

It’s been two years since I last updated my sight, so the hunt for new frames shall continue. I also desperately need sunglasses, I’m getting old and squinting makes for crows feet. I’ve started getting headaches when I drive in the strong sun and those visors are no help. So I have two hunts, wedding frames and driving frames. Wish me luck.

Fun with Warby Parker
June 7th | Sloan
June 14 | Roosevelt

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2010 | HTO I
2011 | HTO II

See you next week!

xo,
Ana