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More illustrator art

I’m loving playing with Illustrator. Here are some more wall art pieces I’ve worked on – 3 more to go to replace all of the photos I have in mind. 🙂


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April 21, 2011 at 6:39 pm 1 comment

Making a wish list

My husband and I have been working on creating wish lists for each other for future gift buying situations, and also just for fun. (There’s not much budget for actual shopping, so it’s fun to dream)

My wish list has some of the usual suspects for a girl … purses, jewelry, perfume. But also some unusual items:

A pretty compost pail ... the fact that we're not already composting shames me

Le Creuset stock pot in Caribbean blue. I would just leave it on my counter. I can't stop looking at it.

A food processor ... in aqua preferably. 🙂

And the several years from now wish. How dreamy is this greenhouse? Now imagine it with a vintage chandelier in it, overstuffed chair with ottoman, small bookshelf, a million candles, and tons of flowering plants. Heaven.

February 24, 2011 at 9:52 pm 3 comments

In honor of Valentine’s Day

To the man who puts up with my longing for babydoll sheep, the fabric scraps all over the living room, the longing for freeze-ice popsicles in the middle of February, and the million summer trips to garden stores … happy Valentine’s Day. You make our life a much more relaxed, happy existence. You are a loyal friend and I am glad you are mine.

Pablo Neruda, XVII:

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Happy Valentine’s Day to you and yours.

February 14, 2011 at 6:13 pm Leave a comment

Old photos

I was going through an old memory card the other day and found photos I had never edited.

Dog in a basket 🙂

This is love

Colorado I adore thee

Kevin bacon and eggs on Halloween

February 12, 2011 at 6:46 pm Leave a comment

Bosco sticks

Growing up, one of the best days at lunch were Bosco stick days.

If you haven’t heard of Bosco sticks, they’re a breadstick-type treat with a mozzarella center. They are totally terrible for you and absolutely delicious.

A couple of weekends ago, my husband had a craving for these things. It had been years since both of us had them. We checked their website for possible locations and learned we’d have to go several states a way to get our hands on them. Then the wheels got to turning: How hard could this be to make?

Basically, you take pizza dough (I used the basic pizza dough recipe in the user manual of my bread machine), roll out into a rectangle, and place mozzarella string cheese per 1.5 inches of dough and cut into 1.5 inch strips. Wrap dough around string cheese, rolling as you go to form perfect breadsticks.

Place on well greased cookie sheets and bake at 400 degrees for about 15 minutes or until barely golden. Remove from oven, brush with melted butter and sprinkle with garlic powder, if desired. Serve with pasta sauce for dipping.

February 8, 2011 at 6:48 pm Leave a comment

Dogs in the snow

Our dogs are so cute playing in the snow that it almost …. almost …. makes me tolerate winter.

And my husband is pretty cute, too. 🙂

February 6, 2011 at 6:36 pm 1 comment

In which my husband gets swindled into agreeing to a herd of babydoll sheep

Not ours ... yet

Our prenuptial arrangements seemed a bit strange from the start, especially for two ‘city kids.’

– He must agree to learn to tolerate sleeping with a fan, because I refused to give up circulating air at night.
– We would always have a minimum of 2 dogs, in case our dog(s) chose a favorite. I mean, how sad would it be to have only one dog and that dog liked my husband better? Not an option.
– At some point in life, we would own a horse. And one milk cow. And possibly some chickens. And any other farm animal that might be considered later on.

My poor husband. You’re probably wondering what he got in exchange. I’m trying to remember now, myself. Funny how your own sticking points are much clearer in your memory. I think the deal had something to do with having his own target range when we had lots of land (which clearly we will need to with all of the farm animals, and clearly the range will be a safe, respectable distance from our petting zoo), and a few other minor quibbles.

The point is, there have been some changes in our prenuptial agreement. And so the campaign has begun for a herd of babydoll sheep.

It started with this article. And the fact that we hire out our grass mowing. A mild interest in sustainability coupled with the darned adorableness of the woolly creatures had me fully convinced that our future involved these eco-friendly lawnmowers. The fact that I could dress them in bandannas, train them to fetch and that they would come when I called them put me over the top.

In all honesty, my husband is a pretty easy pushover and happy to go along for the ride. The conversation went something like this:

“I think we should get some babydoll sheep.”

“Babydoll sheep?”

“Yes. They’re adorable. They’re the size of Rufus, and come to think of it, they look like Rufus too.”

“Uh …”

“We could spin their wool into yarn and I can make scarves.”

“Uh …”

“They are cute. And huggable. They can wear bandannas. They come when you call them – one of our dogs doesn’t even do that. You can walk them ON A LEASH. How flippin’ sweet is that?”

“Is this in addition to the cows?”

“No, I’d probably trade in the hypothetical cow for 2-3 hypothetical babydoll sheep.”

“I think we may have a deal. Can we turn the shed into a stable?”

 

We (and by this I mean I) spent the rest of the night watching babydoll sheep YouTube videos and finding awesome things like this.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why I married that man.

P.S.  – While we *could* turn our shed into a stable, and while our city allows sheep within city limits, our yard is too small. So these hypothetical sheep will stay that way for awhile longer.

January 25, 2011 at 3:07 pm 1 comment

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About me

My name is Mallory Murray and I have a love of all things oldfashioned. I'm a modern day feminist who also adores Martha Stewart. Read on for my sewing, crochet, cooking, gardening, quilting and crafting projects. I am the chief officer of marketing and design at Northwest Missouri State University, so expect the occasional random post about marketing/universities/design. I dream of a hobby farm with baby doll sheep, a sheep dog, a small flock of chickens, and other animals to be announced. I'm also a Pitt State grad, football lover, HGTV addict and obsessed with the color aqua.

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