I’m back to blogging on a regular basis (for now, haaaa). I bought a domain but my lazy butt is having blogger host it for free (and easy). My Little Fawn is now My Indie Charlotte.

I’m not possessive, in case you’re wondering why I’m all about the “My” in my blog names. I wanted just “indiecharlotte.com” but that shit was taken (and it’s just parked. No, I did not to try to bid for it).

Anyway My Indie Charlotte is the same ol’ style, but a little less Brooke-serious, and way more community-oriented.

I’m trying to keep things positive and light on My Indie Charlotte.  I share my real shit with my favorite tree and other forest friends in a place never to been seen.

:)

P.S. If you’re following my tumblr you may have seen a link for the tumblr version of My Indie Charlotte…which was basically My Indie Charlotte Version 1.0. There are just a couple posts on there and I’m moving them over to their new home soon…

+ Although this article doesn’t tell us anything we didn’t already know, it’s still fun to say, “Hey that sounds like my husband (the iDad)!” And, “Hey that sounds like my own dad (the Don Draper)!” For the record, I love both kinds of fathers.

+ Via FreePeople: The Documerica Project, a series chronicling life in the 70s on behalf of the EPA is available for viewing on Flickr. The freelance photographers who contributed to the project took the most socio-amazing pictures.

+ Isn’t this custom font the prettiest design ever?

+ Oh this picture just made my day. Clinton + Carlos = Good Times. Thanks for all you’ve done, boys!

+ I am such a geek.  If I ever won the lottery that I don’t play I would totally splurge on 3 things: a fountain drink machine, a big outdoor heating lamp, and unlimited pop culture nostalgia.

+ I leave you with: The Cultural Relevance of the Wu.

If I had known I was going to quit my job and go back to school, I probably would have saved up a little bit. But I didn’t. At all. Since coming off  maternity leave in February I have spent every penny I made, specifically on turquoise-colored items. I have a problem.

I’ve been into a certain shade of turquoise-”vintage turquoise”-as I describe it, which has prompted me to invest in a 1960s turquoise rotary phone, a turquoise tea pot, a turquoise lamp, turquoise vases, turquoise nail polish, and several turquoise tees. There’s more but the list could drag on a while. I’m pretty sure I need an intervention and even my friend Tasha has tried to help me:

Me: holding up 2 of the same blouses Which one should I get, the pink or the turquoise?
Tasha: Um, you’ve been wearing a lot of turquoise lately, so maybe the pink?
Me: You’re right. This is a nice shade of pink too.
15 minutes later
Me: So I decided to put the pink back and get the turquoise. I thought about it and I  own a lot of pink, so I should probably get the turquoise.
Tasha: gives up, ponders whether to talk to me ever again

I do this every year: I obsess over a certain color then decide one day it gets on my nerves and I drop it. This is evident by the large amount of lavender decor in our apartment. We moved in last August along with my pastel purple obession I had at the time. Now every day I stare at my lavender curtains in the living room wondering if there’s something more for me out there.

And there is. It’s called put the debit card away and bust out the books. There’s grad school on the horizon, hello!!

I recently made some life-changing decisions that I believe will help our whole family out.  I’ll be home full-time now and not have to worry about a spastic retail schedule that screws up our household routine. I’m looking forward to what’s ahead for us.

I have a lot more to share but now it’s time to throw some rice stuff into a bottle…

Yeah, it's going down. Tonight!

10 things making me happy this weekend, featuring: shelves that tell stories, the tao of Peanuts, the best Photoshop’d picture ever, small apartments, happy knees, listening to the Monkees to put my baby to sleep, tall buildings, the tao of silent films, and front porches.

Sources: WeHeartIt bluebird thickculture love pop suicide FFFFOUND don’t forget to fly decor8 lumierefl

I got you real good, Suckas!

This week was by far the most challenging since becoming a mother.  I had no idea Week 5 of Babydom would bring so many changes. Aisland decided to change from a newborn to an older cat overnight. Literally. Last Saturday we had our routine down and I knew exactly what to expect from her and when. The next day she threw that routine out. Now she no longer sleeps right after I feed her. She stays awake longer, eats more and demands more.  Last night (this morning) she fought falling asleep until 6am. But she also smiles more, laughs more and when she does finally fall asleep, it’s for a longer stretch–which is nice for Mommy!

I was so exhausted this week I skipped over a bunch of things that needed to get done. On Joshua’s day off my parents were more than happy to watch Aisland so we could run errands.  Of course I have never been able to get my priorities straight, so instead of taking a much needed nap or writing thank you cards or going to the bank I went shopping then out for a drink.  Joshua and I couldn’t stay away from Henry for long, and we were back to get her by 9pm.

I made it through this tough week and I know there will be more but I have so much to look forward to as well. My 6-weeks-of-post-op-take-it-easy rest is coming to an end and at the perfect time. Spring is coming and I’m excited to work out the rest of this scary baby flab and hang out at the park with Henryloo. I also found another place to set up my vintage goodies booth. I’ll only be selling on weekends but the space is bigger and much cheaper than Sleepy Poet. I’m 3rd in line on the waiting list and while that can mean weeks or months, I’m still ready and hyped to go whenever the space is available. Yeah!

Joshua’s parents live about an hour from us on a nice chunk of land in the cutest little house. As I said before, Joshua’s mom is the coolest. She has the cutest stuff and every time I go over there it’s like I’ve entered a Museum of  Oohs and Aahs. Julie and Jim have made their home so cozy and comfortable, I always end up taking a nap there. And when Aisland gets held by her Oma Julie, she immediately passes out. THANK YOU OMA.

Source: House of Turquoise

The next best thing to living in a cottage by the sea is having a bedroom that looks like you live in a cottage by the sea. Unfortunately, our bedroom has a long way to go before I can achieve that look:  Joshua doesn’t know what a hamper is and my collection of books, big purses, and pajama pants has me on the verge of being on an episode of Hoarders.