…if i were a painter….

It Sucked and Then I Cried: How I Had a Baby , a Breakdown, and a Much Needed Margarita by Heather Armstrong, of Dooce.com

Totally and completley worth the wait. I do not remember exactly when I first heard about it, but I have been checking my local bookstore every few weeks since I learned of this book. For the past day, I have been sitting on my couch, breaking into laughter every ninety seconds. I know that I will regret reading this book (see my pregnancy phobia posts), but overall, and in this moment; I can do nothing but smile.

I found this blog today on Cup of JO, and died on my couch laughing. A little girl critiques her dad’s art work [Tiny Art Director]. Brilliant.

I am a sucker for cards that are actually witty and make me laugh out loud. I really don’t mind paying the extra $2 for something that is memorable. I discovered these cards while in NYC, scouting out paperies in Soho. Old Tom Foolery cards will make you grin, I promise.

* Long Live Nails. I love Butter London’s nailpolish, not only because the Pillar Box Red looks smashing on my toes, but also because their packaging and website are lovely. I am also a sucker for anything that promises to be healthier (3 Free). . . fewer nasty chemicals seeping into my brain. I say this is a good thing.

*If you love graffiti as much as I do, this notebook will strike your fancy. Over 80 unclaimed walls in New York City, just waiting for you to unleash your creative genius on their…pages.

*Just this week, we made a trip to Portland, OR [during which I got into a "road fight," but that's an entirely different story] to have a beer with my husband’s cousin. His wife is a graphic designer who has created these beautiful baby books. You must go take a look, even if you have no little ones of your own. I can think of a handful of people in my life who are pregnant and would appreciate their modern design.

Visit her shop here!

When I get bored and drink wine, playlists happen.

Easy Listening That Is Not Jazz / or, just something more chill than my previous mixes.

Oxford Comma / Vampire Weekend
Can You Tell / Ra Ra Riot
Nourishment Nation / Rouge Wave
Be Be Your Love / Rachael Yamagata
I Want You to Be My Love / Over the Rhine
West Coast / Coconut Records
Here Comes the Sun / The Beatles
Thirty-Three / Smashing Pumpkins
Suspended from Class / Camera Obscura
Demons / Guster
The Girl / City and Colour
Nowhere Warm / Kate Havnevik

Anyone who is close to me knows that I have an un-natural fear of pregnancy [and now, all of the "interweb" has been made aware of this fact]. I am afraid of ALL the things you imagine girls worry about regarding pregnancy. But I also get deathly-ill even thinking of simple things like blood tests. Don’t you worry, I will overcome this fear someday. Someday. I am convinced it is just a phase. Heck, I was scared of E.T. as a child. I got over that. (cough).

All this being said, my heart completely melted after finding these photos today. I had a conversation with a friend this week in which I realized that most (if not all) women think that other pregnant women are absolutely adorable. I am fairly confident in this assumption as I have watched many women squeal over baby bellies, so it’s not just me.

You can trace these photos back to Ryan, the photographer who has been recording his wife’s pregnancy candidly (and brilliantly, I might add) on his blog.

Also FREAKING ADORABLE, is this post by Boho Girl.

^Seriously, go read her blog post.

LuLu’s. <–which actually has some lovely things.

(500) Days of Summer — I am thinking this might just be one chick-flick I will enjoy. I am very picky in this genre.

Public Enemies — Christian Bale. No need for additional words.

Love You, Man — Cannot wait! This better not dissapoint.

…or my obsession with all things well-designed. I had to perform a major Google Search to find these, but it was well worth it. If I break down and actually buy them, I will be sure to write a nice little review. But for now, I thought I would share a picture and infest a few other minds with headphone lust.

Nixon Nomadic Headphones. I don’t know anything about the sound quality, I admit. I can guarantee that they are better than those stupid little earphone pod things that “go inside your ear.” This has never worked for me, I blame it on my elf ears.

This picture makes me smile, but I’m fairly sure that functionally, this is FAIL.