Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Fabulous Front Door

Fabulous Front Door

aka, fabulous front door wreath.

Just what my greige door needed.
An autumnal wreath. 
Yes, I consider coral with brown, grey and yellow accents "autumnal".
And it matches my homeade garden wreath.
Coral is so versatile.
I'm Smitten.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Birthday! Birthday! Birthday!

Birthday! Birthday! Birthday!

My twenty sixth birthday birthday birthday was last Saturday, and I'll I've been doing is eating eating eating since last Tuesday.
Wednesday night, my neighbor made Coffee Cake. Yum.
Thursday I went to lunch with a good friend and had Caesar Salad from La Madeleine & TCBY, only to come back to the office to a surprise party with Carrot Cake & Mexican Dip(my supervisor knows the way to my heart).
I look really different with straight hair.
My very long list of dislikes(b/c I tend to complain at work).
My coworker's son even came.  Ya'll...he's the cutest four year old ever.  Little Ava got herself a catch!
Friday Night I went to eat with my neighbors at ZEA's.  Great chicken sandwich with great corn grits and good cupcakes for dessert. 
All thats left of the cupcakes.
Saturday, I went to the NOLA to visit Courtney and she and I went for breakfast at The Lucky Ladle on Magazine Street. 
I don't eat breakfast out very much, but I would be happy to return here again.  Food was great as well as reasonably priced & the atmosphere was unique and comfortable.  Our waitress was also very attentive. 
I do wonder if the owner is a Kappa Kappa Gamma because of so much light and dark blue in the place.

After breakfast, we went to the Ogden Museum of Southern Art, and the most memorable part was trespassing.
Trespassing you say?
Well, not exactly.
Next door to the modern art museum building the Confederate Museum and then the Patrick F. Taylor Library, which was originally designed by Henry H. Richardson, a famous architect, with this being his only work in the south.   
Library, Confederate Museum, Art Museum; Photo from Wikipedia
 The back of the art museum juts up against the library(the Confederate Museum is not that big) and apparently a wall has been torn down that will connect the two after renovation is complete of the library.
In the back of the first floor exhibit, there was an old spiral-y staircase where I think a little rope barrier was supposed to be.
There was not one, so I said I was going up the stairs.
Courtney said, "I don't think you're supposed to go up there..." but I went anyway...I mean, this sign was in the stairwell...surely someone goes up there?
It may have said "no red wine", but nothing about "no Brandy". 
It was a big dark room with big wooden floors and a big sandstone fireplace and a big urn and an eerie feeling that followed me until I left the museum. The third floor did have a do-not-enter rope. 
 After the museum we walked around Magazine Street some more, enjoyed some boat drinks, looked at all the cute shops only making me want to lease this mid-century building located at
4173 Government Street , and had dessert at Sucre'.  I had coffee and two macarons(salted caramel & almond) which did not compare to the legit french macarons at Sarafina's but were still pretty amazing.
And such good presentation!
And such was my birthday.
I'll admit it.
It was probably my favorite birthday of my twenties.
Relaxed, yummy, restful & very much "me".
Twenty six, I hope you're fantastic!

Sunday, August 28, 2011

One of My Hobbies is Opening the Front Door

One of My Hobbies is Opening the Front Door

You didn't know that?
Well, you didn't once live in Oakbrook with me where something about the pressure in the locks made it really difficult to open the front door.
And my roommate & I didn't tell the front office because we thought we were just weak.
Then we got locked out.
And couldn't get in.
We had to call a friend to help us break in.
Anywho, enough about my college adventures, and on to my adulthood adventures.
PS - My birthday was yesterday.  I am now twenty six.  I actually feel older.
So, last weekend I did lots of little projects around my house and was happy with all of them.  However, my big project(big for A Brandi Sized Blog) of painting the front door is still not considered a great upgrade, in my opinion.

The whole process was an ordeal.
Last Photo of the White Door
First, gather my things:
Next, I had to degloss the door so that the new paint would adhere.  I used my handy-dandy CVS Birthday Coupon to buy gloves so I wouldn't get deglosser all over me. 

After one coat of paint, this is what we've got:

And after two coats and significant dry time, this is how the door looks. 
I love that the fresh coat of paint looks cleaner, but I notice all the dents in the door now and my wreath no longer pops.  I need a new wreath.
And I think the white door seemed to bring out the mortar of my reddish bricks.  So...opinions? 
White door vs. greige door?

Friday, August 26, 2011

Back from the SXM, Part Three?

Back from the SXM, Part Three


The French Side

As you all know, St. Maarten is half French & half Dutch, and we stayed on the Dutch side 90% of the time we were there, however, the second day was rainy and dreary, and I was headachey and sneezy, so we decided that was not a beach day. 
Courtney's fiancee drove us into Marigot(the French happenin' "city" where we ate lunch at Sarafina's(an authentic French Patisserie), walked around, found a Forever 21, and purchased the kind of Sudafed they keep behind the counter in America.

After that, we took home some authentic French macarons which I took about six thousand pictures of.
I chose Vanilla & Pistachio, but given the chance, I would go back and try every flavor since they were so delicious.   
We were into dessert.
You can also see the Rice Krispies in the background of some of the macaron pictures.
Damn Krispies.
They're my vice.
I think I at half the bag.
Or More.

That night, we grilled some veggies, drank some beer and water, and started our Jeopardy Tournament.

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