week five.

"our bodies are apt to be our autobiographies." - frank gillette burgess

pretty things friday.

since i have nothing of note to write about, i decided to throw together a post full of pretty things, things that make me smile, that i've seen over the internets this past week, as seen in other blogs, on other sites, etc. (i might even make this a weekly thing too, like the design stuff, if i can remember, if i have the mental energy required.)


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originally seen on littlebrownpen


originally seen on pretty.pretty.paper


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originally seen on Oh! How Lovely!


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originally seen on casasugar


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originally seen on Bloom, Grow, Love

today i've learned...

...that, whilst the period is taking her sweet old time getting here, it's okay to skip morning yoga in favor of twenty minutes more of "sleep". (there are actual poses you're not supposed to do while menstruating, fyi.)

...i am not a fan of sweet coffee. even the caramel drizzle in my caramel macchiatto ends up being a bit much for me these days.

...when creating a new blog, the simplest layout is always the easiest. as much as i'd like to have one of those ultra-girly ones with the scalloped corners and adorable cartoon-ish graphics, it's just not me. plus, i do not have the patience to deal with that kind of HTML shit.

...trying to clear a mascara wand of the built up gunk using toilet paper is not the smartest thing to do.

...my tattoos make old women nervous, never mind the fact that i look perfectly "normal" otherwise.

...seeing my favorite how i met your mother chicks in all their pregnant belly glory makes me smile.

to cry, or not to cry. that is the depressing question.

for those not in the know, i work in the construction industry. as i've written about before, we have our slow seasons (fall, winter) and our busy seasons (spring, summer); boss lady and i are used to this and any person that comes to work here is introduced to one or the other immediately. even with the way the economy has been going lately (christ, i'm tired of hearing about it!), we (the employees) haven't really felt a difference. it's our slow season, so, duh, we're slow.

with that being said, i just got hit in the face with a hard dose of reality. one of my favorite members, a guy who has worked for his company in a semi-high up position for the past 25 years, has been laid off.

i don't like saying this, but i have job security. no matter how rough the economy gets, no matter how desperate our guys get for work, i am pretty much safe when it comes to my job being in jeopardy - our part-time position will be the first to go, but past that? this business can't run with just the manager as the only employee. so with all this talk of the shitty economy and how it's only going to get worse before it has any chance to get better, i've kind of ignored it. but now, with shaun being laid off? i'm not worried for me, but god, how i'm worried about my guys. if a guy who's been with his company for 25 years (one year less than i've been alive!) gets the boot, what chance do the newer, younger guys have? what's to stop other companies from going after guys who've been with them for ten to fifteen years?

that's all. i just had to rant/worry out loud a little. i'm really going to miss his little neon green honda civic pulling up out front every other day or so...

wednesday annoyances.

• google reader isn't updating my sugar network feeds, meaning i have to actually go to popsugar, or fabsugar, or buzzsugar. the whole point of putting those sites in my reader was to avoid actual site visits as they're filled with a ton of crap that tends to annoy my computer. ugh.
• my right eye seems to be rejecting my contact (i opened a new pair just last week, so i know it's not because it's old). i've asked my optometrist father about this before (it happens with every other pair, it seems), but does he give any answer other than "hmm, i don't know..."? no.
• i have six dollars in my checking account and a shopping list a mile long of necessities. (non-annoyance: payday is friday.)
• this won't mean anything to any of you but one word: turner. two words: what fuckers.
• the back seat of my car is caked in mud from taking tootsie to the park on saturday. i should have cleaned it off with a washcloth as soon as we got back but i got lazy and didn't.
• i'm still pissed moonlight has been officially canceled. it being a vampire story i love even more than twilight, i am sufficiently bummed.
• the period is on her way. this could explain why the above list is filled with such silly and unimportant-in-the-grand-scheme-of-things rants.

switch-a-roo.

after fiddling with tumblr all day yesterday (and part of this morning...oh, the lack of work i've done...), i've decided that it's just not for me. it's simple, yes, but i'm so used to blogger; i don't feel like making the switch, having to learn a new blogging system alloveragain.

but messing with the HTML whatnots over at tumblr, i'm now itching to create a new blog here. i've been wanting to do it for a while now, i guess ever since a certain unwelcome someone found my blog. what made the itch even greater? the out of control visits i've been keeping track of through my site meter; it's just gotten too insane and i really don't like not knowing who these people are.

so, probably next week while boss lady's gone and i'm unsupervised (ha), i'm going to make the switch. i switched back in october but this time it'll be different - i'm only allowing those i approve of to have access to my blog (for the time being, at least). i've already made a list of emails of those i know are visiting, but if you have any doubts that i'm aware of you and your prying eyes, let me know. send me an email at wordstastelikepeaches (at) gmail (dot) com with your email address. i'll jot it down and when the switch is ready to be made, you shall be made aware.

confusing? of course. it wouldn't be me if it wasn't confusing.

also, if i change my mind about this entire thing, i'll let you all know...duh.

nature as an accessory.

as often as i dream about a bedroom filled with rich paintings, books stacked on the nightstands, luxuriously fluffy bed linens, and curvy lamps, there are times when i want the exact opposite. sometimes i just want something minimal, clean lines, simple linens, no clutter, no muss, no fuss. case in point, the bedroom of this beautiful (for sale!) australian home:









as my title says, this bedroom (and the entire house, really) uses nature as an accessory. it's the painting on the walls, it's the color scheme. it's the books on the nightstands, the curve of the lamps. yes, the architecture of the structure lends itself to the overall design of the room, but to me, the architecture is there so the natural surroundings are center stage. can't you just imagine, after a long, crappy work day, having this be where you recuperate for eight hours? can't you imagine how utterly perfect a lazy sunday morning spent here would be?


photos found via this post on design to inspire.
oh how addicted i am to that blog...