But if I were an apple viewing this video, I would be horrified.
Friends. I am obsessed.
I am currently in love with Teardrop Trailers. This is an all-consuming love. They are all I think about… I have stopped hanging out with friends because I don’t want to spend my time away from the trailers… I just sit and daydream about me and the trailers and the mountains and the open road…aaaahh, serenity.
For those of you who do not know, these lil’ babays have been around for a long time. See evidence below.
What is special about these guys, is that throughout the Teardrop history, people have been customizing them. They have never really been a trailer you just buy and use. Teardrop connoisseurs have built them themselves or refurbished them according to personal preference and style. They are unique, portable, and pretty adorable.
For the camping fans out there, they are small enough to fit into small sites. Size restrictions be damned! These little guys can do it all.
They have a cozy bed inside, storage available for clothing (so not bulky bags needed); the hatchback usually opens to a small cooking area where one can install or store a camping stove and supplies (utensils, cooking gear). They are small, but organized and mighty.
Look at this guy. He’s lovin’ it.
Personally, I love the wood-paneled ones. They are so beautiful. I imagine myself and sweet Zoey cruisin’ through the forest with one. Just seeking out the perfect little spot to set up camp.
I’m thinking that getting and finishing one of these may be on my future “Forty before Forty” list.
Until then, I’ll just keep dreaming of them.
❤ Happy Sunday!
I got my iPhone wet. Thankfully it didn’t go in the toilet (or else I may have just abandoned that ship and tried to flush it down [sorry sewage company / pipes in my house, but gross is gross]). It did, however, get doused with an unhealthy dose of water c/o my water bottle.
It worked for a couple of days, giving me a false sense of hope and calm. Then the tricky wicket wigged out with a simple software update. Its been in an iPhone coma ever since.
In order to stay connected, I posted a request on Facebook to borrow an old phone, preferably an iPhone. Somehow, in my iPhone grieving period, I convinced myself that all of my Facebook friends were super flush with cash and always had a surplus of iPhones; one in the car, on the desk, two in the toaster, one for the baby, another for the ferret, another under the table leg to prevent wibble wobbling…etc. They would totally help me out!
It turns out, they would help me out….if they had extra phones…but they didn’t.
So, I went to Wal-Mart (a horrible horrible place where no one should ever have to go…ever). And I purchased a $20- ATT Go Phone. I call it the Drug Dealer Special.
If you look at the photo and think, “Hm, maybe that little outside bit is a fancy screen that can do super high-tech things like display the time…” You are wrong, it’s just plastic. The time is barely distinguishable in the top right corner of the inside screen.
After discovering the low-tech lameness of this phone, I felt sad. I missed my Instragram, my weather updates, my ability to research anything on a whim! What’s the capital of Romania you ask? Let me find that out!!!
No more. My little phone has no tricks or treats. It can make a call (barely). And it can sometimes send or receive text messages.
It doesn’t even have games. I don’t really play games on my iPhone, but I got a little excited at the prospect of playing Snake again.
[for those who don’t know what Snake is, it was the equivalent of Pong to cell phone games]
Anyways, it has been an adjustment. But I am happy to say that after a week, I’m kind of liking it!
Here are some perks:
I barely charge the thing because I hardly use it… Its tiny compared to by Otterbox covered iPhone monster… I don’t worry about destroying it, but I’m pretty sure it has the endurance of a cockroach anyways… I don’t really like talking on the phone, so when the connection is bad, I don’t have to!… And I have spent much less time doddling away on it and have forced myself to do other things like say, speak to the person next to me.
In general, I think it is good. It is making me separate myself from the digital world a bit and be more present where I am (like sitting in front of my computer writing a blog 😉
I’m off to go outside, enjoy some sun, and walk my pup.
Sometimes it feels good to get back to basics. I think it is in our human nature to create and build things. It feels as instinctual as breathing sometimes.
However satisfying it feels to create something or work with my hands, it is still super easy for me to slide back into lazier form of existence. So, on long days, after hours of intense focus in school or hard work on the job; I will come home, eat something pre-made and poop out on the sofa while watching TV. Pure consumption. I just sit and take in. (Note, actual pooping does not occur on the sofa!!! This is simply a phrase.)
Now, somedays, this is just the ticket. Certain afternoons are just meant to be filled with Lean Pockets (covered with ranch dressing) and a marathon of Chopped (or hours of Olympics coverage, or House Hunters, or reruns of Gilmore Girls).
But these lazy days should not outnumber the non-lazy ones. If they do, I start to get squirrelly.
That’s when making something feels so right!
It could be a cake or a birdhouse or scrapbook page.
It could be pressed flowers or a garden or some dried sage!
It could be a journal or a casserole or maybe some fondue.
It could be a picnic or a puzzle, just about anything will do!
Freestyle rhyming also works…clearly. Anyhoo- today I handmade some lovely birthday cards for three, very special women. It felt great. I loved seeing my ideas come to fruition with some magazine scraps, mod-podge, and lots of love.
Here’s a little preview. I can’t put any more detailed photos up or else they might see them! [you know, in case they happen to read my blog…. BAHAHAHA! i know, i know. probably not, but still…]
Lately I have also been working in a little corner of my yard. I hope that someday soon it will be home to a little garden. It may end up growing only weeds and being the home to red and black beetles, but the effort feels good. I have been shoveling away rocks and pulling up roots (sorry neighbor’s bushes, but its my land now!). Working on it and seeing its slow progress is so fun. I love dreaming about one day being able to grow corn, squash, and maybe a pumpkin or two.
The point is (I suppose), I hope that the majority of my life can be productive. I love to create, in any form. Making food, growing plants, and constructing things feels pretty rockin’.
I’m off to put up some shelves, because I’m handy! Well, actually because I put them up using pushpins and they fell down (again, to no one’s surprise).
I hope you all (mystery readers!) are having wonderful Sundays, I sure am.
This warmed my heart and (to no one’s surprise) made my tear up. ❤