Archive for January 2011
My Unusual Journey to Blissdom
I spent the better half of last week in Nashville, attending Blissdom, a blogging conference. My goals? Stretch my wings, get inspired, meet new people, and learn as much as possible. I knew Blissdom would be quite an experience – after all, it was my first blog conference – but nothing could have prepared me for the adventure that last Wednesday turned into.
Wednesday, Jan. 26: My Journey to Blissdom
My journey began with a simple metro ride to the airport. Silly me for worrying I would miss my flight – it was delayed when I got there. Ok, no biggie. I needed some time to finish my first Rental Decorating 101 post, after all. But then it was delayed more and more. Heavy, wet snow was beginning to fall outside, and by the time we were bussed out to board our plane on the tarmac, a good inch of ice and snow lay on top of it.
Sitting there restlessly on the plane, I did what any smart, hip, and bored girl would do – update my Facebook status, of course.
Oh Lordy, I’m flying to Nashville in the midst of a snowstorm in the tiniest plane EVER.
Really, it was tiny. So tiny, in fact, that carry-on suitcases couldn’t fit into the overhead compartments. So I sat waiting on that tiny little plane, trying not to worry about how it would handle the storm, and staring at the snow that was piling up on the wings, the ground, and everything in-between.
The captain periodically came over the loudspeaker to give us updates on the wait. When, after an hour, he informed us that the planes were not being de-iced successfully, I started to worry about bigger problems than a tiny plane.
What if, after I spent my hard-earned money on this conference, I couldn’t fly out until Thursday or Friday? I’d miss most of the speakers, and almost all the networking events. I was seriously freaking out.
My heart sank when the captain’s voice came over the speaker again. We wouldn’t be flying, and we had to be de-planed. (What does that mean, anyway? Were we “planed” prior to that?) Suddenly a guy behind me said “I’ve rented a car and I’m driving to Nashville tonight.”
Without a moment of hesitation, the woman next to me swiveled around to face the man behind her, saying “Do you want company? I’ll split the cost with you!”
Then another woman spoke up “I’ll go too!”
I looked first at these women, both of whom seemed smart and sensible, and then at the guy. He looked like a normal, decent guy too. But seriously, we all know that it’s not safe to judge on appearance alone. I would never get into a car with three strangers, right? Especially not to drive 12 hours out of state, in the middle of the night.
But I looked at the women again, and back at the man, and it was like some other, more daring woman took over my mind. “If you ladies are going with him, I’ll go too.”
And just like that, four strangers were becoming friends, and piling into an SUV to drive to Nashville overnight. Assuming no one was an axe murderer, we’d get there much faster by driving. The airport was a disaster, and the following days’ flights were already overbooked. And the way the storm was going, there was no guarantee the following days’ flights would even take off.
As we carefully navigated south out of the city on I-395, I was shocked by the disaster that lay all around us. Downed trees, cars stopped in the middle of the highway, the works. The first few exits off the highway were completely blocked by rows of wrecked or stuck cars, buses, trucks. Even some of the city’s snowplow/salt trucks had veered off the exit ramps and wrecked. My heart went out to the hundreds of people who were stuck on the exit ramps. And it’s a good thing we were headed south, because there was no way we could have exited the highway for the first 10-20 miles.
Once we had gotten an hour south, into less snowy territory, we stopped at Wawa for some food and a bathroom break. Being the good blogger that I am, I got everyone to pause for a photo because I already knew I’d be documenting this adventure on the blog.

Sidenote: I think it’s a bit tough for non-bloggers to understand just why we bloggers tend to photograph and log everything. But this group was so easygoing about it! (I did, however, promise not to name any names for the sake of their privacy.)
As the night wore on, we traveled south to Richmond, then veered west towards Charlottesville, VA. There was more snow around the C-Ville area, and I wished there was light so I could see the gorgeous mountains around my fave VA town. (Hey C-Ville bloggers, I thought of you all as I passed through!) West of the Blue Ridge mountains we headed south on I-81 to Tennessee. As we rolled into the mountains through the cover of night, the conversations got deeper, sharing items such as the “craziest thing we’ve ever done.” I continued to be amazed at how interesting and positive everyone was.
Somewhere around Blacksburg, VA (Go Hokies!) we stopped for gas, and ended up going to Wal-Mart for beverages/snacks and a bathroom break. At that point I couldn’t help but laugh at how our excursion was similar to a college road-trip; the kind where you drive all night to do something like watch the sun rise over the ocean, even though you know you’ve got class the next morning. There’s always a late-night Wal-Mart visit involved in trips like that!
The roads became treacherous somewhere along the mountains of I-81 in Virginia. We even passed a few bad wrecks, but our driver did a fantastic job and kept us safe! He was definitely a good driver for that bad weather. As the ladies in the back seats tried to get some sleep, I did my best to stay awake and keep him company – but it was a bit awkward because I didn’t want to talk his ear off! At one point I did drift off for a bit; I just couldn’t help myself.
We finally crossed into Tennessee somewhere around 4 am. We stopped for gas and for a change of command around Bristol, TN. The ladies started driving and talking and the guy and I both tried to sleep in the horridly uncomfortable backseats of the Ford SUV. (Note to self!)
Finally, about 21 hours after I had initially set out for the airport on Wednesday afternoon, I arrived in Nashville. I had already made some new friends, learned a bit of Southern jargon, and the conference hadn’t even begun! I checked into my hotel, get a quick shower, and race off to Blissdom. I was only about 30 minutes late for the opening keynote address, and I had a great adventure under my belt in case I ran out of things to say to all the new people I was about to meet.
And that, my friends, is the story of my journey to Blissdom 2011. Looking back on it almost a week later, it seems almost surreal – but I can guarantee you it’s 100% real. I’m so touched that a group of strangers were willing to trust each other, taking a risk, and working together to get home in the midst of the storm. And not only were we all trustworthy, I think I can speak for the group when I say that the icing on the cake was how well we all got along.
I just won’t ever tell my kids I did such a crazy thing. Not until they’re my age, at least.
PS: I’d just like to say one last THANK YOU to my traveling buddies, for coming together like that! I wouldn’t have gotten to Blissdom until Friday if it weren’t for you three!
While the blogger’s away…
Shhh. Keep it down. You’ll get me in trouble.
She’s away for the weekend at her girly blogger conference and I thought I’d show you all some real DIY.
I see a lot of bloggers go for the “safe” projects. Like… “here is a pedestal I made for my embalmed cats, Viscount Gregory Wyndham and Admiral Westinghouse!”
They look so realistic!
Source: http://www.apartmenttherapy.com
But I don’t go for that.
So you may have heard that she won some award for sticking a branch on the wall. Think that’s cool? Thanks to the snowstorm we had yesterday I have PERFECT opportunity how to show you how to mount a real branch on your wall.
Ingredients:
So, Command Strips, what do I get for using this?
Source: A Tree. Our yard.
I also listen to “Sledgehammer” by Peter Gabriel while using it. It helps!
Source: http://www.crazy4bargain.co.uk
So much better than that Slo-Crete I bought.
Source: http://www.fdsons.com
This is also a perfect opportunity to sneak in a few tools that you don’t need for this project but you wanted to get anyway. (But really, what project isn’t a great opportunity to do this?)
Living things are tools too.
Source: http://www.zmescience.com
Now what you first need to do is carefully mark out where the branch is going to go. Some people may have hung the branch parallel to the wall but in my projects I find it very important to create a textured result with some depth. So I’m going to mount this perpendicular. That’s right. 90º angle. I feel that it really pulls the room together and defines the area.
It’ll look like this:
Like this, but bigger and a bit awesomer.
Source: http://honeymoonphase.files.wordpress.com
And about 15x the size. And sticking straight out of the wall. And probably through the next wall too.
After marking out the area, it’s time to use the sledge hammer to knock out the appropriate size piece of the wall. I generally use the 6:1 rule of thumb. For every 1 inch of space you need, I take out a 6 foot chunk of wall. If you do it right it should look something like this. Notice the clean lines.
Clean lines.
Source: Rafah Kid
That’s all for now! For those following along at home, just throw up a dropcloth over the work area and we’ll be back next month to learn how to finish!
SNEAK PREVIEW: It was too large to fit through a door so I had to get creative. It turned out amazingly though. Imagine wowing your neighbors with something as fashionable as THIS!
It now also pulls your front lawn together and defines the area of your driveway.
Source: http://www.baltimoresun.c
Liked this? Check out Ryan’s other posts here. Go on, you know you want to!
Charlie’s Update & A note on pet health
I wanted to share an update on my dog Charlie. Thank you all for the positive vibes!!
I’ve got good news and bad. Let’s start with the bad.
The bad news is that I tried so hard to write a funny update “from” Charlie’s point of view. But the fact is that I just suck at pretending to be a dog writing a thank you letter to blog readers. So I deleted it.
Now the good news: Despite the fact that all is not right with Miss Charlie, the good news is that the xrays and bloodwork did not show any problems or tumors or kidney issues. So the pup got some acupuncture, and I returned home from the 8hr excursion with nothing but a bottle of Prozac. For the dog, not me. Oh, and a big hole in my wallet. But let me tell you this: I’m happy to have spent the money, because I’d rather be safe than sorry. Of course, we still don’t know what’s really wrong with her, and she’s still acting very tired and withdrawn, but fingers crossed that she’s just scared of the rumbling noises the furnace makes.
Let’s take a moment to discuss veterinary care and bills. Why? Because when I was researching local vets and reading all the reviews online, I was shocked by how many bad reviews hospitals got, simply because people were horrified/angered that they were expected to pay for the cost of care. And expected to do so at the time of service.
I used to work in the veterinary field. Both as a hospital manager and as a vet assistant (at a regular vet, an emergency center, and a specialty surgery referral center.) I also worked with rescue groups. So I’ve been there, done that, and along the way have seen many people balk at the cost of veterinary care.
I groan when I see reviews saying that the business is just trying to make a profit. Yes, it’s a business. Not a non-profit. But the CEO is most likely not trying to get rich. There’s a lot that goes into a successful and quality veterinary facility – salaries for the vet as well as all the staff, expensive medical equipment, the cost of the building. And yes, people don’t like it, but there has to be some profit left over after covering all those costs. Why? So that vets can get rich and buy Corvettes? No, not at all. You need to have a profit left over so you can invest in the business and continue to buy the latest and greatest equipment, provide training for your staff, etc.
Trust me, you don’t want to take your dog/cat/ferret/potbelly pig/bird to the little old facility that has an 80-yr-old vet and has never charged enough for services. Sure, he may agree to “bill you later,” but I bet if your pet needs surgery, it’s not being hooked up to a modern anesthesia machine or heart rate monitor.
So I repeat: Vets do NOT make a lot of money. And they have huge vet school loans to pay off. And the lovely assistants? Barely more than minimum wage.
So please, trust me when I tell you that most places are not trying to take your money just to pad their pockets. Quality veterinary care does cost a bit, which is something that’s good to consider before adopting a pet. Of course, I didn’t think about that when I adopted four animals right after college. If I’d known what it cost to keep them healthy. . .
Also, I know it’s tough to have to pay up front when dealing with an emergency. Your beloved family member is sick, you’re worried about him/her, and the last thing you want to do is deal with a $1000 vet bill. But many hospitals are reluctant to “bill” you later, because they so often have stacks and stacks of bills that have to go to collections.
And one recommendation: if you have a “senior” pet, one of the best things you can do at their annual exam is to get bloodwork done. A “senior profile” will probably run you around $150 for bloodwork and urinalysis – but it can show the vet any problems that may be developing, so that they can be addressed (such as poor kidney function) early, giving you more healthy time with your pet. It’s much cheaper to do the bloodwork and start them on a special diet or medication than to suddenly deal with a very sick animal down the road.
So that’s my 2 cents, sorry for the rant. Just trying to share an alternate point of view. Any questions or counter-argurments? Go ahead, throw them at me. I can take it.
Basement Work Room: Before & After
This weekend I spent most of my Sunday working on a huge organizing project. You see, my basement work/storage room was in need of an intervention. When we moved in, we started using it as backup storage space for the odds and ends we weren’t sure what to do with. Then over the last 8 months it morphed into a big pile of odds and ends, and because I was planning to organize it, I didn’t bother putting things in there neatly. The end result was a hot mess.
But before I dove in, I decided to thoroughly level with you guys, making a video of the disastrous “before.” That’s right, I’m putting all my cards on the table, showing you just how messy I can get.
So that’s what the space looked like before. Here’s the result of 8 hours of hardcore organization: (In the video I said 6 hours, but when I got upstairs and saw the clock, I realized it had been a full 8. Wowzers. But it was time well spent, for sure.)
Yes, I really did put down a Kilim rug in my basement work room. It was just sitting in a heap, because it needs a good cleaning (and because – for reasons I can’t understand – Ryan really doesn’t like the rug.) So I might as well enjoy it down here. I love, love, love it – so it’s not getting sold on Craigslist anytime soon.
We had a ton of paint, all left behind by the contractor who renovated the house. I did my best to match the different neutral colors to the walls they were used on, then labeled them all using painter’s tape and a sharpie so that touch ups are a bit faster. I also collected all my little painting tools in a plastic bin, and then put all my wood refinishing tools in another bin, and finally corralled the spraypaints in a shoebox.

I really needed to make room for a work table, because some of the items I’m making for my Etsy shop require painting and hammering and nailing, and general mess-making. And because I didn’t have a pet-free work space, those projects were delayed. Now I’ve got that pet-free, paint-splatter-proofed space where the magic can happen.
A bit about that table: we scored that baby on Craigslist for only 10 bucks this summer. Originally it was meant as the game/puzzle table for the TV room, but because it expands all the way to 7 feet wide, and is totally beat up and un-refinishable, we decided it would work well as my project table.
Wondering what’s with that wax paper? I tape pieces of it together to create a protective surface on which to ModPodge and paint things. Because it’s wax paper, the paint doesn’t stick.
As mentioned in the video, I used this shelf (that I built for my office in my old condo) to create an impromptu “charging station” for our tool batteries, etc. There’s two more plugs, so we can always add more battery chargers to the mix.
Because this wall was a blank canvas, I figured I might as well hang all my decor items. Not only do they make the space a bit more friendly, they also show me exactly what I have to work with when decorating.
Finally, I’d like to thank the Academy point out that I had some wonderfully useful supervision and assistance from my hardworking canine collective.
A Commanding Performance . . .?
I bit the bullet this weekend and tackled the scary task of making a 2-minute video of my winning entry for the Take Command of Your Space contest. It only took me about 1 hour and over 100 takes. Watching the video clips in order to edit it was the hardest part – I kept thinking about how I sounded like a total tool. I tried to be upbeat and cheerful but it didn’t come across that way – I guess that’s why cheesy infomercial actors always have a permasmile slapped on their faces. Also, I feel like I spoke too slowly – but that was because I was trying not to speak too quickly. Go figure. This, my dears, is why I’m NOT an actress. Or TV show host.
In other news . . .
I’m headed 2 hours south to Richmond this morning so that my old dog Charlie can see her favorite vet. Something’s going on with her, and it’s probably not good news. It may seem a bit insane to travel that far for a vet, but she’s one of the best ones, and Charlie is comfortable with her and knows her. Any other place would scare Charlie, and she’d have to be muzzled and all that (Because she has the potential t be a “fear biter.”)
Anyway, of course the shit hits the fan in the busiest week ever – I’ve got a ton of work to do for my job, and I have to head out of town Wed for Blissdom. So please feel free to send some positive vibes her way!
Giveaway Winner & a to-do list
I’m totally stoked to announce the winner of my Command Brand product giveaway!
Random.org has drafted lucky #13, Tiffany L., who is currently stationed at a military base with “fabulous” cinder block walls. I don’t think I have to tell you that this package is deploying for a good cause! Tiffany wrote
So I have 3M Command Hooks and accessories ALL OVER this house. It’s the only thing that works short of drilling huge holes in the walls.
Hopefully this prize will help her command and conquer her decorating dilemmas.
Ok, enough of the bad military-related puns. In the giveaway post I also asked you what you’d like to see more of on the blog. Well, you guys have spoken, and my to-blog list is as follows:
- More tips on repurposing/upcycling items for unique and attractive storage
- How to store more stuff, more attractively
- More videos, including a video tour of the house, video tutorials (scary!), and a video of my favorite coffee shop and roastery (I think I can do that!)
- How I decorate the home in a way that makes both me and Ryan happy (ah, yes – the joy of decorating for both sexes)
- DIY furniture builds (yes, we definitely have some of those in the plans – just waiting for warmer weather)
- Kitchen/food storage for tiny apartment kitchens
- Refashioning projects (yep, I’ve got some of those – just need to get photos of the finished items!)
Well, it looks like I’ve got my work cut out for me. I certainly won’t be running out of blog topics anytime soon! The best part is – it sounds like what you guys want to see is totally in line with what I want to write about. Anyone have a magical potion for eeking more hours out of a day?
Protecting Freshly Painted Walls
Whew! I spent the last few hours trying (again) to tweak the layout and design of my site a bit. I know it keeps changing, but that’s just becuase I’m trying to find the format that works best for us all. I’m not done, so if you’ve got any feedback – or if you happen to be a WordPress guru who is willing to answer questions – please let me know!
With that in mind, I’m just going to share a quick and easy trick I figured out when I was putting my new studio together. I hated how my desks had left scratches on the previous wall color, so when I was moving my desks back into place after painting the walls, I grabbed a glue gun and some felt.
After cutting the felt into strips, I hot-glued them along the back of my desk, and around any corners that were going to touch the walls on both sides.
So far it’s worked perfectly. Despite my clumsy banging and knocking around, there’s no scratches on the wall. Yet.
And that’s it. A quick-n-easy fix for the furniture that bumps your walls.
I hope you all have a fantastic weekend! I’m looking forward to sharing a couple exciting things next week, including the start of “Rental Decorating 101,” a series of posts that I’ve been working hard to put together for all my fellow renters out there. If there’s anything in particular you’d like me to discuss, please let me know! (borrowedabode {at} gmail.com)
























