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Published June 6, 2024 bling blog Leave a CommentTags: Anthropologie, bathroom cabinet, bathroom mini makeover, bathroom shelf, small projects
Aaron is fond of saying about Madison, “Someday, they will be done building this town.” Of course, that’s not how towns work. It’s also not how our home works!
This was our main bathroom before. Little nook with black and white wallpaper, art prints, a deer from White Faux Taxidermy, and a glass shelf from Pottery Barn (similar to this one).
But the limits of the shelf are obvious: it’s one shelf and it gets covered in whatever particular brand of bathroom dust floats around in our bath. I also didn’t love how it appears to float. I can see the benefits of that in some spaces, but here it was making it look to me like we had a bunch of junk crammed together and hovering in mid air. It was driving me un peu batty, but mostly ignored it. Until the proverbial bee entered my bonnet last week, and I decided to take action! I’ve coveted this wall cabinet from Anthropologie for some time and on a whim (and Aaron’s approval), I snatched it up last week.
And today, Aaron got out his semi-reliable stud finder, his favorite anchors, the drill, and a pencil. And voila!
A beautiful, useful, very pretty, well-fitting wall cabinet is ours! Thoughts?
Yes, I agree. Kleenex boxes never make a room look anything but . . . ew. But everyone who knows me understands that my nose is nothing but a liability, so removing them from these pics would have just felt dishonest. Ta da!
Sometimes, the system we have works. I’m so amazed and awed by, and proud of, the New York DA’s office for having the courage to file the charges against Trump, to prosecute him thoroughly and thoughtfully and ethically and fairly, and to secure the convictions it did.
As many have said, other jurisdictions declined to pursue similar charges against Trump. And that’s their prerogative. And there’s so much that goes into the calculation of whether the prosecution of a man like Trump on charges like these is “worth” it.
Will prosecuting him be perceived by the public as persecuting him? Is it possible to convict him? If he’s not convicted, what will that do to his ego and brand and followers and the country?
I don’t pretend to know what went into the DA’s office’s decision to bring these charges and to bring a cogent, smart, efficient prosecution against Trump, but I believe it was the right—meaning, morally and ethically—thing to do. And I’m so grateful to Attorney Bragg and his staff. They make me proud to be a lawyer.
Hey there. This thing on?
I’d been wanting to write, and then I watched something in which someone said blogs weren’t a thing anymore, which pushed me to come back. Hearing someone say, “Blogs aren’t really a thing now”—or whatever she said—weirdly made me feel better about wanting to return here. And what is here? Is it an amplified diary? A cry for attention? An attempt to mark that I exist? Just a banal way to connect? A super lame overshare? I don’t know. But I know that it sometimes makes me feel connected to others I love, and I like that I get to use it to use my voice. And that’s enough.
I’m already breathing a little easier.
But I’m also trying to steel myself for all the ways I’ll inevitably annoy her within the first hour of her return. Egads. Not for the faint of heart.
life and puppies 