You guys . . . it isn't easy blogging from an iPhone. I'm a winger! Pictures aren't pretty and who knows where my camera is? My iron? No clue. Here's proof I will know soon enough, because any day now I'm going to be able to unpack my garage! We are close. SO CLOSE.
Master bathroom with hexagon tile and pale gray grout. Hardware on cabinets not installed yet. No towel bar, just a long Pottery Barn row of hooks that I can't wait to style.
My floor to ceiling cabinets (without hardware) and an empty space for my refrigerator.
And with the refrigerator!
Guest bathroom with a pivot mirror. Still not finished but soon. SOON.
The dumpster that's been out in the front of my house will be gone tomorrow. I won't miss that thing! A few details need to be taken care of like cleanup, hardware installation and some touch up paint. The dishwasher was damaged in transit so it needs to be replaced, and there's a slight electrical setback with the oven. Do I sound worried? I'm not.
Tomorrow I will update with more finishing touches.
Lots to be done, but little by little things are starting to come together. A sectional fit the bill for this tiny spot in our living room. Once it was delivered (yesterday) we realized the coffee table we love just isn't going to work. Learn to let go, I say! I don't really say that...
I wish I had a better photo of my closet light fixture. Some of the crystals haven't arrived yet. Yes, it's out of character for me but I'm crazy about it.
And just because, here's a picture of my unfinished kitchen. If we live right cabinets will start to be installed in a week.
I'm thinking about a blog post entitled "Conversations Overheard at the Sun City Pool." Things like, "If there was justice in the world Elvis would be alive and The Pretenders would be dead." That happened.
We are halfway back into our new place, without a kitchen and without bathroom cabinets. So that utility sink I thought was stupid the day I moved in is now very handy since it's where I brush my teeth and wash my face.
It's another two weeks before the cabinets arrive. Once they do they will be installed along with the countertops and appliances. Because there's still dusty work to be done we only moved in our bed and entertainment center and the office desk. Last night we slept in that bed for the first time in four weeks and it was heaven. HEAVEN.
There are things in the rental that still need to be moved, but we'll be out in final form by Thursday. Since we moved out of our house into that rental I have seen a coyote and more rabbits than I can count. Cottontail rabbits! Also, that coyote has been responsible for several bad dreams involving a small dog I'm rather fond of. I should never have googled "coyote".
I'm still in love with my floor. Actually, I'm crazy about it. Can you love baseboards? Yes. You can love baseboards.
Mid-October we should be settled in. And then the baking begins...
Baseboards are almost done. Caulking and painting them comes next. That oiled bronze is showing up everywhere. Door handles, hinges, door stops. I like the contrast with the white paint.
I mostly want to show you the lighting they've installed because I AM CRAZY ABOUT IT.
Above are those schoolhouse lights I've been talking about. The light over the phantom sink has the oiled bronze and I love the difference in the fixtures. I think they compliment one another.
The foyer light has a diffuser on the bottom.
These two zinc lights will reside over the dining table. The filament bulbs are lovely and I love the cords that hang from the ceiling plates.
Bathroom tile happens next week, that tiny white hexagon tile with a very pale gray grout. Paint will be touched up. We are getting there. When I work up the nerve I will show you my closet "that doesn't look like Patti" light fixture, complete with hanging crystals. No joke.
Yesterday all the paint happened at our little place. They climbed up ladders and painted the narrow ceilings up to the skylights, all those yellowed doors and the woodwork. I've already forgotten how bad it looked in there. Lighting has been removed, those phone jacks, that sweet cassette player and the medicine cabinets. Drywall and paint makes it seem as if that stuff never existed. But I have the pictures to prove it!
I realize pictures of an empty house with only white paint aren't very exciting, but I'm wanting to document it all.
Oil rubbed bronze door handles and hinges are ready to be installed.
That kitchen is going to have three schoolhouse lights in a row with a fun oil rubbed bronze fixture over the sink.
My beachy wood floors are going in on Monday. Floors are everything to me, so I can't wait for this next step.
The white shaker cabinets have been delayed, moving the entire project out two full weeks. That news didn't make for the best Friday night. Again, first world problems. We'll find a way.
Unpacking my kitchen is going to feel like Christmas. I miss baking!
I will not whine. It wouldn't be right. I spent eight days in paradise doing nothing but reading, staring at the ocean and dreaming of my next meal. Eventually it had to end, and end it did. It was heaven.
Can we talk about food trends? Because there's a trend in Orange County right now and it's called butter cake. The crazy thing about this is I've been making a butter cake for thirty years . . . and the trend is that butter cake. Three Laguna/Newport Beach restaurants serve a butter cake. The one you're looking at was at The Red O, a Rick Bayless restaurant in Newport Beach. We are Rick Bayless fans, first from watching his PBS show and then, later, watching him win Top Chef Masters. This particular butter cake was served with a passion fruit crème, coconut ice cream, marinated berries and a cookie crumb. It was the highlight of my dinner. Forget that steak.
Second was this deconstructed Mexican corn. We were supposed to share that but, you know, marriage. It had the queso and the cilantro, all blackened in that cast iron skillet. I can still taste it. Again, forget the steak.
Later that night I arrived home at the Blue Cottage and picked some lemons off this tree.
And then I saw the pomegranates and wondered if I could come back in December and pick some - and dip them in gold to hang on my Christmas tree! Will they be on that tree in December? Because I'd do it.
I sat on my patio almost every night to read until sunset. Six books and I loved every single one.
We decided to make a breakfast tradition the day we leave vacation every year, so we went to Nick's on Pacific Coast Highway. So here's the chicken and waffles. It was a light breakfast.
My chilaquiles. SO GOOD.
My view for the week.
This was Treasure Island Beach and it's my favorite. I also was knocked down by a wave and then another one.