Design

So Much to Be Grateful For

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A November rainstorm was blowing, rain and wind and chilly temperatures. Friends ran into the house soaked and laughing, holding warm dishes of food to share. Everyone gathered and poured a drink, nibbled cheese and snapped Instagrams of the table. Little conversation starters had been placed around the table... questions and little blurbs to get everyone chatting. It was generally unnecessary- for where colorful, loving people are gathered, conversation flows. (And the champagne punch didn't hurt either!)

One of the prompts was to say one of your best traits- and as each lady went around the table, the others chimed in and encouraged, organically, and as only friends can. This was a group of ladies where some had years of friendship under their belts, others a handful of months, and some had only met that night. As the candles flickered, the light glowed in our eyes- women who had just been introduced over a cheese board named strengths, and close friends laughed and supported each other.

As we rounded the table, my turn came. Words such as "welcoming", "hospitable", and"creative" were mentioned. I myself said my strengths were acceptance/love for others and creativity. I was not being full of myself. It had taken me years to realize the things that motivated my heart, the things I naturally am drawn towards... and then the confidence to say them out loud. To not be ashamed to know what I am good at, and what drives me. And as I looked around the table, the vintage glassware and blue and white china I had lain out, the thrifted brass candlesticks winking with a magical glow... I also took in the amazing humans I have collected over the years. 

This year, there is a lot to be thankful for. 

 

 

CHAMPAGNE PUNCH (A SORT OF RECIPE)

Champagne

Pink Lemonade

Lingonberry Concentrate (from Ikea)

Raspberry Liqueur

Cointreau (Orange Liqueur)

Orange slices

Cranberries

Pour everything to taste into a pretty punch bowl... enjoy! The beauty of punch is that there is no sure, tried and true recipe. 

Welcome Home, a Little Late

When I was first moving to Columbus, people would ask me where I wanted to live. The first place I would say was German Village... followed by a little laugh, because it was silly of me to think I would be able to find/afford a place there. It felt like a long shot, but it was also my dream. The quaint brick streets, historical homes, coffee shops, restaurants, a great park, all within walking distance. A fairly safe neighborhood for a single female moving to a new city. Neighborhoods where I felt safe walking after dark.

Well, in the span of about a week, I discovered a little studio for rent above a venue on the edge. I sped up to Columbus from Dayton to see the space, and was up the next week signing my lease. 

I went from a fairly roomy, one bedroom in Dayton, Ohio, (see a little tour here, on Apartment Therapy)  to a very tight, upstairs studio in the village. But it was cute, and the kitchen was probably three times as larger. ( I love to cook, so that was a big plus!) 

I paired down on furniture and items- giving things away or lending out pieces that just would not fit. Everyone wanted to know my plans for sectioning off the living space. Would I hang curtains? Use a shelf for a wall? 

In the end, I decided to not attempt to create walls. To leave it open and airy. After all, it was just me living there! I didn't mind that my bed was in my living room and vice versa. 

I truly loved living in that small space- it was the perfect size for one or two people. It definitely made it a challenge to host, but I managed on a few occasions to have friends and family over. I also had access to a rooftop patio which was lovely in the good weather. 

This place was my safe harbor that first year in Columbus. It was a hard year- a new city and job, friends living far away, a cold winter... and this was my home. 

 

I hope you enjoy the tour!