Friday, 29 August 2008
Palette: Old World Nautical
As you may have picked up from the post Blue Room Uncovered, I really like pale blue mixed with intense red. It’s an unexpected combination of colours, as we tend to expect pale with pale, and intense with intense. I’m quirky that way.
This clock and harbour print are fixtures in Quinn’s bedroom. A room that has been likened to a page out of a Pottery Barn catalogue, much to my inner decorator’s great pleasure.
His walls are painted Pratt & Lambert’s November (1299)—a muted, grey blue with a hint of yellow undertone. His bed sheets are typically denim blue, crimson red or sometimes moss green. The quilt I sewed for him while pregnant is vintage in pattern and colour, and the room’s accessories (at least the deliberate ones) are made to appear battered and worn, like an old—but well-loved—fishin’ boat.
When the time comes to tackle Quinn’s room with a garbage bag in one hand and storage containers in the other, I’ll be sure to highlight the before and after states here at JoeGirl. You can count on that. In the meantime, enjoy the colours and see how you might incorporate them into your home.
What are your favourite colour combinations?
“Old World Nautical”: Pantone 4685, 201, 652, 438
If you would like to know paint equivalents to these colours, simply post a comment and I will happily provide.
Thursday, 28 August 2008
10 points to a perfectly helpful child.
Yah, right. You wish. So do I.
Quinn is helpful. Maybe even more helpful than most seven year old kids. But he grumbles every step of the way, cuts corners, hides stuff and asks at every opportunity “Why doesn’t Austin have to do this stuff at his house!???”
The most important thing in Quinn’s life right now—or should I say the greatest leverage I have on the boy—is Snuggle Night with me. Snuggle Night, as you probably guessed because you are so very clever, is when Quinn and I fall asleep together in my bed, then he is carried by Andrew to his own bed later in the evening. As this is a great motivator for Quinn, I developed a system whereby we both get what we want, if—and only if—all the conditions are met.
The Points System. I’m not the genius who invented it. Every parenting expert has their own version, and mine is by far perfect. But it seems to work for us.
Quinn has two tiny bowls of pennies on the kitchen counter, placed in front of his Points Checklist, which is mounted on the wall above. One bowl is labeled “Points Pot”, the other “Points Earned”. At the start of each day, Quinn has zero points. He needs to earn TEN points throughout the day to earn Snuggle Night. Points are easy to earn: Brush your teeth. Make your bed. Get dressed… Simple, yes, but they are also very easy to lose: Whining. Complaining. Unfair play…
What we are actually hoping to achieve by this, is for Quinn to learn about initiative—that by doing something before or without being asked, he can reap some wonderful rewards, not the least of which is knowing he has been extremely helpful within the family and our home.
If Quinn hasn’t earned ten points, there is NO Snuggle Night. It is amazing to watch him come up with ways to earn extra points as needed, which we can assign at our discretion. And he’ll ask “Can I earn points for…?” We don’t always say yes, and he understands. This is a simple concept of cause and effect, which clearly works for Quinn.
In special circumstances, points can be carried over if unused (for instance if Andrew and I go out for the evening), or traded-in for other rewards (like McDonald’s, or a sleepover with a friend).
Have a look at our Points Checklist, and see if something like this might work in your home. It has spared us many negotiations and stand-offs.
[ Download PointsChecklist.pdf | 74k ]
How do you encourage, or entice, your children to help out around the house?
Quinn is helpful. Maybe even more helpful than most seven year old kids. But he grumbles every step of the way, cuts corners, hides stuff and asks at every opportunity “Why doesn’t Austin have to do this stuff at his house!???”
The most important thing in Quinn’s life right now—or should I say the greatest leverage I have on the boy—is Snuggle Night with me. Snuggle Night, as you probably guessed because you are so very clever, is when Quinn and I fall asleep together in my bed, then he is carried by Andrew to his own bed later in the evening. As this is a great motivator for Quinn, I developed a system whereby we both get what we want, if—and only if—all the conditions are met.
The Points System. I’m not the genius who invented it. Every parenting expert has their own version, and mine is by far perfect. But it seems to work for us.Quinn has two tiny bowls of pennies on the kitchen counter, placed in front of his Points Checklist, which is mounted on the wall above. One bowl is labeled “Points Pot”, the other “Points Earned”. At the start of each day, Quinn has zero points. He needs to earn TEN points throughout the day to earn Snuggle Night. Points are easy to earn: Brush your teeth. Make your bed. Get dressed… Simple, yes, but they are also very easy to lose: Whining. Complaining. Unfair play…
What we are actually hoping to achieve by this, is for Quinn to learn about initiative—that by doing something before or without being asked, he can reap some wonderful rewards, not the least of which is knowing he has been extremely helpful within the family and our home.
If Quinn hasn’t earned ten points, there is NO Snuggle Night. It is amazing to watch him come up with ways to earn extra points as needed, which we can assign at our discretion. And he’ll ask “Can I earn points for…?” We don’t always say yes, and he understands. This is a simple concept of cause and effect, which clearly works for Quinn.
In special circumstances, points can be carried over if unused (for instance if Andrew and I go out for the evening), or traded-in for other rewards (like McDonald’s, or a sleepover with a friend).
Have a look at our Points Checklist, and see if something like this might work in your home. It has spared us many negotiations and stand-offs.
[ Download PointsChecklist.pdf | 74k ]
How do you encourage, or entice, your children to help out around the house?
Wednesday, 27 August 2008
Make up your mind!
When Andrew and I are trying to decide on something, we use The Number System. It has saved us from many misunderstandings, disappointments and wasted efforts to please one another.
Quite simply, if we are trying to determine how much the other person wants, or wants to do, something, we ask “What’s your number?” In the case of me asking Andrew, the response is typically “Huh? What are you talking about?”, but then he catches on when I say “Between one and ten—what’s your number?”
By asking this objective question, it forces us to be honest about how much we want to do something.
For example:
Try The Number System with your spouse, kids, friends. It’s easy, fair and gosh darn it, kinda fun. The key is honesty. Quit saying what you think the other person wants to hear.
You just might be pleasantly surprised.
Quite simply, if we are trying to determine how much the other person wants, or wants to do, something, we ask “What’s your number?” In the case of me asking Andrew, the response is typically “Huh? What are you talking about?”, but then he catches on when I say “Between one and ten—what’s your number?”
By asking this objective question, it forces us to be honest about how much we want to do something.
For example:
Me: “Hey, Hun. We were invited to go to dinner at Brad and Angelina’s this Saturday. What’s your number?”Or maybe:
Andrew: “Uh… I’d say a seven.”
Me: “Okay, well I’m a two. So we’re not going.”
Andrew: “Hey, Sweetie. A guy at work said he’s into swapping. What’s your number?”Okay, that never really happened. But you get the picture.
Me: “Get lost.”
Andrew: “Alrighty then.”
Try The Number System with your spouse, kids, friends. It’s easy, fair and gosh darn it, kinda fun. The key is honesty. Quit saying what you think the other person wants to hear.
You just might be pleasantly surprised.
Tuesday, 26 August 2008
My eyes are bleeding.
No post today. Terrible headache. Can’t say I’ve ever had a migraine, but this just might be pretty darn close.
Come back tomorrow. I promise there will be some good stuff here to read.
In the meantime, check out the blogs I read. You’ll find the ever-growing list in the sidebar to the right >>>, just under my Etsy store images.
Come back tomorrow. I promise there will be some good stuff here to read.
In the meantime, check out the blogs I read. You’ll find the ever-growing list in the sidebar to the right >>>, just under my Etsy store images.
Monday, 25 August 2008
Happiness 101.2
In nineteen hours, Jake will be at daycare for the first time since July 24th. That means I have Quinn all to myself. Just like the old days. I adore Jake—of course—but there is something magical and uniquely sentimental about spending one-on-one time with your first born.
Here are some of my favourite Quinn happinesses:
- We love to be silly together. Tickling, telling potty-humour jokes, eating dessert for breakfast… being silly with your kid allows them to believe you were a kid once too.
- Flour, eggs, vanilla… Baking tops the list of favourite Quinn and Mom activities. Raisin Oatmeal Cookies sounds like a delicious back to school choice for this week.
- HORSE. Have you played this simple game? Try to keep an inflated balloon up in the air as long as possible. Reach, stretch and run to keep it from touching the floor. If the balloon lands, the person closest to it collects a letter of the word HORSE. The last player to spell the complete word wins. This is one of Quinn’s favourite games to play with me. Of course, you can use any word you like. Well, maybe not Supercalafragalisticexpialadocious. Unless you are a marathon player.
- In our ensuite bathroom, we are blessed to have a big soaker tub. No jets, just really deep and wide. I love a bath, especially with Quinn. We fill the tub with water as hot as we can stand it, add loads of bubbles and talk to each other openly about life. When the bubbles are dissolved, it’s time for bed. Surprisingly, even at the age of seven, Quinn is not yet shy about our bodies, or his. I thought this tradition would end around age four, but I am thankful it still remains.
- Quinn loves to be startled. So any opportunity I have to sneak up on him is a guaranteed gigglefest. Lately—and I can’t recall why I ever started this—I have been taking a simple spray bottle, tuning it to the finest jet setting, and blasting him with water right before bed. He tears into fits of laughter, runs and hides behind curtains, under covers, crouches down beside the bed, but I still manage to soak him. It’s hilarious to watch him run and hop around. He loves it.
- Then, once in bed—and most nights we snuggle together in my bed until Andrew comes up and transports long-asleep-Quinn back to his own room—we spray our pillows with lavender, tell each other goodnight and I Love You, search for each other’s pucker in the dark—though I usually get his nostrils—and drift off to sleep, often hand in hand. It doesn’t get much sweeter than that.
Friday, 22 August 2008
Palette: Black Eyed Susans
In keeping with the recent eye theme {!?}, I invite you to enjoy this bouquet of freshly-picked Rudbeckia, or Black Eyed Susans. Although I am not usually a fan of yellow, Rudbeckia is one of my all-time favourite flowers. Their masses of perky petals bloom just as the colours of my Spring perennials are fading, giving my garden a blazing shot of sunshine brilliance, even on the gloomiest of days.
“Black Eyed Susans”: Pantone Black 6U, 138, 7406, 7490
If you would like to know paint equivalents to these colours, simply post a comment and I will happily provide.
Lashes, in real life.
As promised yesterday… These are my icky morning eyes. No foundation (ever). No powder. No bronzer. No blush. No liner. No PhotoShop. Just naked eyes.
Moments after applying ONE coat of my very favourite Maybelline’s Sky High Curves in Very Black. Available everywhere Maybelline is sold, for about $10.
So there, Rimmel. You can take those false lashes and stuff ‘em.
Moments after applying ONE coat of my very favourite Maybelline’s Sky High Curves in Very Black. Available everywhere Maybelline is sold, for about $10.
So there, Rimmel. You can take those false lashes and stuff ‘em.
Thursday, 21 August 2008
PS…
Someday soon I am going to post before and after pictures of my eyes using the mascara I do choose to buy. Watch for it.
Do they think I’m an idiot?
Okay, so I’m flipping though my latest copy of Canada’s Glow magazine. That’s how I read… I flip. If something catches my eye, I stop. But usually not for very long. Articles have to be short and sweet, because I just know some kid is going to interrupt me any second.
Having earned a college diploma in Creative Advertising {thank you}, also means I like to look at ads—often spending more time analyzing their sales pitch than the magazine’s editorial content.
On this particular rag break, I came across this full-page (click the pics to see a larger version), full-colour ad for Rimmel Glam'Eyes Mascara. “Lash Struck”. More like dumb struck. I mean, c’mon, Kate Moss. Do you really have lashes like that? There is no way in hell.
But I got over it and turned the page, only to see this.
ON THE VERY. NEXT. PAGE.
Same model. Same company. Clearly not the same lighting, camera, photographer, make-up artists. Even poor Kate’s skintone is all wrong.
But most obviously, Kate is CLEARLY NOT WEARING THE SAME LASHES! Could Rimmel not PLAY ALONG? Could they not continue my dream and at least TRY to make me believe Kate Moss has two-inch long lashes and that I could very possibly have them too? Could the magazine not have put a handful of pages between these two ads, so I just might forget I saw those two-inch long lashes just moments ago?
Geez. Now I’m embarrassed to say I have a college diploma in Creative Advertising. I would never assume my audience is this stupid.
Having earned a college diploma in Creative Advertising {thank you}, also means I like to look at ads—often spending more time analyzing their sales pitch than the magazine’s editorial content.
On this particular rag break, I came across this full-page (click the pics to see a larger version), full-colour ad for Rimmel Glam'Eyes Mascara. “Lash Struck”. More like dumb struck. I mean, c’mon, Kate Moss. Do you really have lashes like that? There is no way in hell.
But I got over it and turned the page, only to see this.
ON THE VERY. NEXT. PAGE.
Same model. Same company. Clearly not the same lighting, camera, photographer, make-up artists. Even poor Kate’s skintone is all wrong.
But most obviously, Kate is CLEARLY NOT WEARING THE SAME LASHES! Could Rimmel not PLAY ALONG? Could they not continue my dream and at least TRY to make me believe Kate Moss has two-inch long lashes and that I could very possibly have them too? Could the magazine not have put a handful of pages between these two ads, so I just might forget I saw those two-inch long lashes just moments ago?
Geez. Now I’m embarrassed to say I have a college diploma in Creative Advertising. I would never assume my audience is this stupid.
Wednesday, 20 August 2008
30 Seconds to Sangria!
We’re finally heading into a hot weekend here in Ottawa, and I want to be prepared to enjoy every moment. This has been a Summer of unpredictable weather, chilly mornings and rainy afternoons, so the next few days promise lots of outdoor adventures, dancing in the street, and cool drinks on the front porch.
One of our favourites to mix up on demand is the easiest Sangria imaginable.
Ingredients:
. 1 750ml bottle of any red wine you can find. Even the cheap stuff will do.
. 1 can frozen Five Alive Citrus
. A big, sweet, juicy orange
Mix it up!
. Pour the red wine into a typical juice jug.
. Add the can of frozen Five Alive.
. Top with cold water, orange slices and ice cubes.
. Decant into a festive pitcher and enjoy with friends!
This recipe was given to Andrew by a Mexican woman with whom he once worked. If she can get away with making Sangria this way, we all can!
What’s your favourite Summertime beverage?
Holà!
One of our favourites to mix up on demand is the easiest Sangria imaginable.
Ingredients:
. 1 750ml bottle of any red wine you can find. Even the cheap stuff will do.
. 1 can frozen Five Alive Citrus
. A big, sweet, juicy orange
Mix it up!
. Pour the red wine into a typical juice jug.
. Add the can of frozen Five Alive.
. Top with cold water, orange slices and ice cubes.
. Decant into a festive pitcher and enjoy with friends!
This recipe was given to Andrew by a Mexican woman with whom he once worked. If she can get away with making Sangria this way, we all can!
What’s your favourite Summertime beverage?
Holà!
Tuesday, 19 August 2008
Scram! Beat it! Get Lost!
Two weeks to go. Two long, what-the-heck-am-I-gonna-do-with-them-today weeks.
Back to school for us is Tuesday September 2nd, after the last long weekend of the Summer. My countdown started on the first day off, as you may recall from my June 26 post, “Already Bored”.
Don’t mistake my excitement for school to begin as the desire to rid my house of the kids. It is instead based on my insatiable need for solitude and quiet. I adore my boys, as any good mother does, but being raised as an only child (yes, I have mentioned my two sisters before, but from the age of six, I was the only child in the house), I was spoiled by the ability to do—within reason—what I wanted, when I wanted, and how I wanted—with no interruptions.
Of course having a child, and then another, changed all that. Everything is interrupted: Sleep. Sex. Housework. Conversations. Shopping. Bathing. Reading. Breathing. You’d think after seven years of Motherhood, I would be used to it, but I am just way too stubborn to let go of the idea that I should be allowed to spend a good chunk of the day in PEACE.
Come September 2nd, I am going to spoil myself silly. I am going to make up for the eight weeks of “Maaaawm? Can I -----?” and “Maaaaawm, when are we gonna -----?” and sometimes even “MOM! How many times do I have to ask you!???”
For at least the first week with the house to myself, between the hours of 9am and 4pm, I am going to nothing for anybody else, but ME.
Selfish? Yep. Greedy? Indeed. Self-indulgent? Absolutely. Deserved? YESSSSSS.
Here are a few ways I am going to spend my glorious free time:
Back to school for us is Tuesday September 2nd, after the last long weekend of the Summer. My countdown started on the first day off, as you may recall from my June 26 post, “Already Bored”.
Don’t mistake my excitement for school to begin as the desire to rid my house of the kids. It is instead based on my insatiable need for solitude and quiet. I adore my boys, as any good mother does, but being raised as an only child (yes, I have mentioned my two sisters before, but from the age of six, I was the only child in the house), I was spoiled by the ability to do—within reason—what I wanted, when I wanted, and how I wanted—with no interruptions.
Of course having a child, and then another, changed all that. Everything is interrupted: Sleep. Sex. Housework. Conversations. Shopping. Bathing. Reading. Breathing. You’d think after seven years of Motherhood, I would be used to it, but I am just way too stubborn to let go of the idea that I should be allowed to spend a good chunk of the day in PEACE.
Come September 2nd, I am going to spoil myself silly. I am going to make up for the eight weeks of “Maaaawm? Can I -----?” and “Maaaaawm, when are we gonna -----?” and sometimes even “MOM! How many times do I have to ask you!???”
For at least the first week with the house to myself, between the hours of 9am and 4pm, I am going to nothing for anybody else, but ME.
Selfish? Yep. Greedy? Indeed. Self-indulgent? Absolutely. Deserved? YESSSSSS.
Here are a few ways I am going to spend my glorious free time:
- Organize my blue room.
- Enjoy a trip to the spa for pedicure and manicure.
- Go for fresh blondification and revitalized layers at the hair salon.
- Paint the kitchen, living room, foyer, upstairs hallway and mud/laundry room.
- Back-to-school baking—a freezer full of it.
- Populate my Etsy shop with more product.
- Touch base with past Signature HomeStyles customers and hostesses in an attempt to rejuvenate that business.
- Sew Jake’s long overdue duvet cover to match his quilt.
- Sort Quinn’s closet full of art and school work into properly labeled boxes.
- Clean every window in the house. Inside, outside, tracks and all.
- Blog about it, every step of the way.
Monday, 18 August 2008
When bad parents purge good stuff
In my 36 years, I have owned many precious things. Regrettably, many of those things have long disappeared. Where is all of the stuff I loved as a child, adored as a teenager, or created as a young adult? Being a bit of a pack-rat in earlier years leads me to the assumption that these cherished items were purged by parents (an act I am admittedly guilty of now that I am a Mom). Were they lost in moves, sold in yard sales, pitched on garbage day?
When I do secretly sort through my boys’ belongings, I try to purge items they really show no, or very little, interest in. Of course I would never toss their favourite stuffies or books, board games or artwork. But really, how can we ever be sure we are removing unnoticed—and unwanted—items? I suppose there is no true way. Best defense is to be prepared for them to notice, and have a darned good alibi.
If I could snap my fingers to retrieve them, here are a few items I would want back in a heartbeat:
My Fisher-Price Castle. My boys would have loved it. How could my Mom throw/give this away? I remember playing with it for hours and hours. Where the heck it is now? Geez, just seeing this picture from eBay brings back so many crazy castle adventures.
My DuoTang Full of Floorplans. I don’t recall exactly when it was, but at about age 13 I started drawing floor plans for houses and phenomenal mansions. I wouldswipe ask my Mom to bring home pads of graph paper from her office, and they would be filled up in no time with pencil sketches of complete homes. Kitchens and bathrooms designed for optimum efficiency and storage, furnishings arranged, even landscaping planned out. I remember pouring over every detail, and dreaming of seeing these homes built in real life. If I could put my hands on this collection, I’m certain I would be one of Canada’s—heck, North America’s—well, in that case, THE WORLD’s—highest paid, and highly regarded architects.
Andrew’s car keys. Okay, I don’t really care if we never see these keys again. We don’t even own the car they belong to anymore. They’re just one of those things that I put somewhere for safe-keeping (I take full responsibility)‚ and have never seen since. Since losing these keys in 2001, we have moved houses, searched every corner before leaving, and have unpacked each and every box. In their memory, we use these keys as a joke response to the frequently asked question “Hey, guess what I saw today?” Damn, I wish I knew where I put those. So unlike me. Really.
What do you remember from days gone by that you no longer have, but wish you did?
When I do secretly sort through my boys’ belongings, I try to purge items they really show no, or very little, interest in. Of course I would never toss their favourite stuffies or books, board games or artwork. But really, how can we ever be sure we are removing unnoticed—and unwanted—items? I suppose there is no true way. Best defense is to be prepared for them to notice, and have a darned good alibi.
If I could snap my fingers to retrieve them, here are a few items I would want back in a heartbeat:
My Fisher-Price Castle. My boys would have loved it. How could my Mom throw/give this away? I remember playing with it for hours and hours. Where the heck it is now? Geez, just seeing this picture from eBay brings back so many crazy castle adventures.My DuoTang Full of Floorplans. I don’t recall exactly when it was, but at about age 13 I started drawing floor plans for houses and phenomenal mansions. I would
Andrew’s car keys. Okay, I don’t really care if we never see these keys again. We don’t even own the car they belong to anymore. They’re just one of those things that I put somewhere for safe-keeping (I take full responsibility)‚ and have never seen since. Since losing these keys in 2001, we have moved houses, searched every corner before leaving, and have unpacked each and every box. In their memory, we use these keys as a joke response to the frequently asked question “Hey, guess what I saw today?” Damn, I wish I knew where I put those. So unlike me. Really.
What do you remember from days gone by that you no longer have, but wish you did?
Friday, 15 August 2008
Drop Your Drawers!
While I have yet to tackle my blue room, I did reorganize two of my seventeen (no joke) kitchen drawers over the weekend. My new Fall/Holiday Signature HomeStyles samples came in, and I had ordered the gorgeous Classic Collection Drawer Set in Espresso, with the intention of using them in my cutlery drawer. Feeling they were too skinny and deep for Andrew’s meaty hands, I moved them over to my cooking utensil drawers, et voila!
Thought also to snap a picture of my famous and favourite white dish cupboard which, aside from being painted, has not had its contents rearranged since the day we moved in over five years ago. I’m goooood.
AND, it seems our next project isdoomed bound to be building our long-overdue mudroom lockers and cubbies. Here’s the current BEFORE picture (sweet, and uber-handy chalkboard basket tags also from Signature HomeStyles). No telling when you’ll ever see the after picture, but if you nag at me long enough, the job just might see completion sooner rather than later!
What are YOU working on lately to stay—or become—organized?
Thought also to snap a picture of my famous and favourite white dish cupboard which, aside from being painted, has not had its contents rearranged since the day we moved in over five years ago. I’m goooood.
AND, it seems our next project is
What are YOU working on lately to stay—or become—organized?
Palette: Orange on Ice
The last thing I want to think about is ice and snow, but I came across this Winter 2007 picture of me and the boys tobogganing and was struck my the powerful colours. Perfect to cool us down on these hot days of Summer.This would be a fabulous palette for a boy’s bedroom or bathroom, or perhaps consider it when wrapping a birthday gift or designing a sports-themed scrapbook page.
“Orange on Ice”: Pantone 539, 2728, 278, 1585
If you would like to know paint equivalents to these colours, simply post a comment and I will happily provide.
Thursday, 14 August 2008
Happy Birthday, Andrew
After several attempts to write you a birthday letter, I am still facing a blank screen. Why am I struggling with this?Is it because I am exhausted, with a sore back and allergy eyes and would rather be in bed?
Or because all I can think about is making Quinn’s lunch and getting him ready for camp?
Or because I can hear the boys in the great room fighting over what kid’s show they watch? Whose idea was it to have them five years apart? Oh. Yah. Right. Sorry.
But maybe I’d rather be in bed because that is where you are.
You are my favourite place in the entire world.
You are my favourite everything.
Happy Birthday, Bun.
Wednesday, 13 August 2008
Blue Room Uncovered
I am sitting in my blue room, appalled by the piles I have allowed to accumulate. At first glance, I guesstimate there are at least fifteen piles in here. Okay, I counted them, and there are actually twenty.
I am an organized person. Really. I just need more systems in place. I aspire to the dream state when we have a place for everything, and everything is in its place. Can it happen? I believe it can, but I need to purge and sort—big time.
Every four months or so, I like to do an extreme tidy on my blue room. It’s really the only opportunity I get to give it all a good clean and polish. And, as it is my favourite room in the house (if one room could completely define a person, it is my blue room), it so deserves the royal treatment as often as possible.
The Plan…
Counter-clockwise around room: Metal drawers hold various types of printer paper, letterhead and ink cartridges. Printer I never use. Book Andrew brought up from the basement just to remind me that I had in fact started to read it many years ago. Papers and registration list for my summer craft workshops. Pantone fandeck. Blog notebook. On wall shelf: design books, invoices, box of CDs, retail books, sketch books. In wall basket: current client folders. On magnet board: list of things to do with the kids this summer, prescription for Mirena IUD (dated Jan 7, 2008), magnetic tins containing various types of paper clips, web-safe colour chart, list of people to call, a favourite picture of Jasmin, my ancient iPod shuffle. On vintage pants hanger: various inspirational photos, artwork, memorabilia.
Computer. Stack of notepads. DayTimer. Current design contract. My master copy of the current Signature HomeStyles catalogue. Pile of mail. Box of colourful paper card paper. Drawers of pens and markers. Box of Mini DV tapes and dead DV recorder. Pile of Quinn’s doodles. On glass wall shelves: photo albums, pictures of the boys, address books and journals.
Quinn’s art supplies. 7-year old Jade plant. Signature HomeStyles catalogues, invitations, and correspondence. Printer I do use. Box of kiddie beads. On wall shelf: red box of old photos, tin boxes of beading supplies and craft paints, wooden boxes of beading magazines and quilting books, 2007 tax papers. On floor: blue wooden drawers containing scraps of colourful paper, empty purple vertical file, empty painted metal garbage tin, two packages of inkjet paper, and plastic recycling bin.
Beads and ribbons. Two camera cases. Paper cutter. Door prizes for Signature HomeStyles parties. In wooden drawers: various craft supplies, blank note cards, beading tools and cords, hot glue gun and sticks. Seven pickle jars of leftover dye from kids’ tie-dye workshop. 16 bottles of paint leftover from kids’ ceramic painting workshop. Stack of interior design and decorating books. Metal bucket of paint brushes. Stack of current Signature HomeStyles catalogues and mini-catalogues. On floor: bag of corks, laptop case, returned and sample product from Signature HomeStyles. Blue waste bin.
On wall: a treasured Jim Henson Macintosh poster, and my prized Platinum album award given to me in 1998 by Canadian band Great Big Sea for designing and managing their official website (which I did from 1996 until 2006). In wall basket: household files for bills, Quinn’s activities and school papers, and our To Be Filed crap. Stacking drawers contain gift wrapping supplies, craft papers, stickers, rub-ons, embellishments. Andrew's in box. Two-tiered basket from Signature HomeStyles contains Andrew’s Wired and Make magazines, and my current catalogues.
Now that I’ve released this chaos into the world, I ask you this…
Any ideas?
I am an organized person. Really. I just need more systems in place. I aspire to the dream state when we have a place for everything, and everything is in its place. Can it happen? I believe it can, but I need to purge and sort—big time.
Every four months or so, I like to do an extreme tidy on my blue room. It’s really the only opportunity I get to give it all a good clean and polish. And, as it is my favourite room in the house (if one room could completely define a person, it is my blue room), it so deserves the royal treatment as often as possible.
The Plan…
- To go through each and every pile and toss what I do not need. I will NOT relocate anything to any other room of the house unless it is going to its rightful place.
- To sort the piles into zones. This room is used for all things creative, primarily: my graphic design business (the computer zone), my decorating business (paint fandecks, and Signature HomeStyles stuff), doodling, beading, and gift wrapping.
- To find new containers and systems to better present, store and organize all the bibs and bobs required within each of these zones.
Counter-clockwise around room: Metal drawers hold various types of printer paper, letterhead and ink cartridges. Printer I never use. Book Andrew brought up from the basement just to remind me that I had in fact started to read it many years ago. Papers and registration list for my summer craft workshops. Pantone fandeck. Blog notebook. On wall shelf: design books, invoices, box of CDs, retail books, sketch books. In wall basket: current client folders. On magnet board: list of things to do with the kids this summer, prescription for Mirena IUD (dated Jan 7, 2008), magnetic tins containing various types of paper clips, web-safe colour chart, list of people to call, a favourite picture of Jasmin, my ancient iPod shuffle. On vintage pants hanger: various inspirational photos, artwork, memorabilia.
Computer. Stack of notepads. DayTimer. Current design contract. My master copy of the current Signature HomeStyles catalogue. Pile of mail. Box of colourful paper card paper. Drawers of pens and markers. Box of Mini DV tapes and dead DV recorder. Pile of Quinn’s doodles. On glass wall shelves: photo albums, pictures of the boys, address books and journals.
Quinn’s art supplies. 7-year old Jade plant. Signature HomeStyles catalogues, invitations, and correspondence. Printer I do use. Box of kiddie beads. On wall shelf: red box of old photos, tin boxes of beading supplies and craft paints, wooden boxes of beading magazines and quilting books, 2007 tax papers. On floor: blue wooden drawers containing scraps of colourful paper, empty purple vertical file, empty painted metal garbage tin, two packages of inkjet paper, and plastic recycling bin.
Beads and ribbons. Two camera cases. Paper cutter. Door prizes for Signature HomeStyles parties. In wooden drawers: various craft supplies, blank note cards, beading tools and cords, hot glue gun and sticks. Seven pickle jars of leftover dye from kids’ tie-dye workshop. 16 bottles of paint leftover from kids’ ceramic painting workshop. Stack of interior design and decorating books. Metal bucket of paint brushes. Stack of current Signature HomeStyles catalogues and mini-catalogues. On floor: bag of corks, laptop case, returned and sample product from Signature HomeStyles. Blue waste bin.
On wall: a treasured Jim Henson Macintosh poster, and my prized Platinum album award given to me in 1998 by Canadian band Great Big Sea for designing and managing their official website (which I did from 1996 until 2006). In wall basket: household files for bills, Quinn’s activities and school papers, and our To Be Filed crap. Stacking drawers contain gift wrapping supplies, craft papers, stickers, rub-ons, embellishments. Andrew's in box. Two-tiered basket from Signature HomeStyles contains Andrew’s Wired and Make magazines, and my current catalogues.
Now that I’ve released this chaos into the world, I ask you this…
Any ideas?
Tuesday, 12 August 2008
JoeGirl: 25 things you didn’t know
1. What is your full name? Joanne Tricia Lauzon
2. Do you love or hate your middle name? Not crazy about it.
3. Do you have any siblings? If yes, describe their genders and ages, and where you fit in...
Older adoptive sister, Debbie 40
Younger birth-sister, Sarah 26
4. If you work for money, explain:
Self-employed graphic designer and home décor consultant.
Dabbling in the sale of illustrated paper craft and beadwork.
5. If you work at home, raising your children, explain:
Raising my sons Quinn, 7 and Jake, 2.
6. What is the last thing you ate?
An extra tall glass of Matcha mixed with vanilla soy milk.
7. What is your favourite meal?
Ham, scalloped potatoes, pumpkin pie.
8. What is the physical characteristic you love most about yourself?
Usually my eyes and hair, but both are looking particularly gnarly these days.
9. What would you change or improve?
Hips and legs.
10. What is the personality trait you love most about yourself?
Sense of humour.
11. What would you change or improve?
My frustration/tolerance threshold.
12. How many close friends do you have (someone you could cry freely with)?
I’d say five: Kate, Terri, Derek, Laurie and Devon. Oh, and Andrew. And Kelly. That’s seven.
13. What is your biggest fear?
Losing my children—for a moment, or forever.
14. What is your proudest moment or accomplishment?
My son Quinn—he is amazing.
15. Describe 3 of your pet peeves:
1. Cardboard food boxes with those perforated tabs that are supposed to punch open with your thumb.
2. Gossip.
3. The card inserts that are stuffed into magazines.
16. What is your favourite season, and why?
I do love each season: Winter for skiing and the glorious, sparkling snow. Spring for all things new again. Summer for bare feet and bathing suits. Autumn for turning leaves and fleece socks.
17. If you could try something new, and be fearless about it, what would it
be?
I would go to school full-time for Interior Design, and do it 150%.
18. Is there somebody in your circle of friends or family of whom you are
jealous (no names, please)? If so, why?
Not jealous in an evil way, but envious of one whose house is exceptionally tidy and organized. Living in a house of boys, including my IMperfectionist husband, prevents this from ever being the case at my house.
19. Is there anybody in your circle of friends or family whom you admire
above all else? If so, why?
I would have to say my sister-in-law. She is always doing something inspiring—with her kids, her family or her friends.
20. Who would you most like to have come to your house for a weekend visit?
(Somebody you know or not, dead or alive...)
My birth father. He passed away before I had the chance to meet him. Am blessed to now have his parents and siblings in my life.
21. Of all the people in your life you have lost, who do you miss the most,
and why?
Any of my four Grandparents. They could have told me so many wonderful stories, but I never asked.
22. Of all the people in your life now, who do you wish you could spend more
time with?
Tied. My best friend Kate (who lives in Calgary, Alberta), and my sister Sarah. Actually, the list goes on and on…
23. Any regrets in your life so far? If yes, explain.
I regret not being more athletic. I was always afraid to try out for sports, even though I was quite interested from afar. I also regret not trying harder in math and sciences. We really need to encourage our children to try everything at least once, and to give it their very best effort.
24. Describe something most people don't know about you.
I prefer cake and cookie batter to the baked versions.
25. Are your toenails currently painted or plain?
Plain.
2. Do you love or hate your middle name? Not crazy about it.
3. Do you have any siblings? If yes, describe their genders and ages, and where you fit in...
Older adoptive sister, Debbie 40
Younger birth-sister, Sarah 26
4. If you work for money, explain:
Self-employed graphic designer and home décor consultant.
Dabbling in the sale of illustrated paper craft and beadwork.
5. If you work at home, raising your children, explain:
Raising my sons Quinn, 7 and Jake, 2.
6. What is the last thing you ate?
An extra tall glass of Matcha mixed with vanilla soy milk.
7. What is your favourite meal?
Ham, scalloped potatoes, pumpkin pie.
8. What is the physical characteristic you love most about yourself?
Usually my eyes and hair, but both are looking particularly gnarly these days.
9. What would you change or improve?
Hips and legs.
10. What is the personality trait you love most about yourself?
Sense of humour.
11. What would you change or improve?
My frustration/tolerance threshold.
12. How many close friends do you have (someone you could cry freely with)?
I’d say five: Kate, Terri, Derek, Laurie and Devon. Oh, and Andrew. And Kelly. That’s seven.
13. What is your biggest fear?
Losing my children—for a moment, or forever.
14. What is your proudest moment or accomplishment?
My son Quinn—he is amazing.
15. Describe 3 of your pet peeves:
1. Cardboard food boxes with those perforated tabs that are supposed to punch open with your thumb.
2. Gossip.
3. The card inserts that are stuffed into magazines.
16. What is your favourite season, and why?
I do love each season: Winter for skiing and the glorious, sparkling snow. Spring for all things new again. Summer for bare feet and bathing suits. Autumn for turning leaves and fleece socks.
17. If you could try something new, and be fearless about it, what would it
be?
I would go to school full-time for Interior Design, and do it 150%.
18. Is there somebody in your circle of friends or family of whom you are
jealous (no names, please)? If so, why?
Not jealous in an evil way, but envious of one whose house is exceptionally tidy and organized. Living in a house of boys, including my IMperfectionist husband, prevents this from ever being the case at my house.
19. Is there anybody in your circle of friends or family whom you admire
above all else? If so, why?
I would have to say my sister-in-law. She is always doing something inspiring—with her kids, her family or her friends.
20. Who would you most like to have come to your house for a weekend visit?
(Somebody you know or not, dead or alive...)
My birth father. He passed away before I had the chance to meet him. Am blessed to now have his parents and siblings in my life.
21. Of all the people in your life you have lost, who do you miss the most,
and why?
Any of my four Grandparents. They could have told me so many wonderful stories, but I never asked.
22. Of all the people in your life now, who do you wish you could spend more
time with?
Tied. My best friend Kate (who lives in Calgary, Alberta), and my sister Sarah. Actually, the list goes on and on…
23. Any regrets in your life so far? If yes, explain.
I regret not being more athletic. I was always afraid to try out for sports, even though I was quite interested from afar. I also regret not trying harder in math and sciences. We really need to encourage our children to try everything at least once, and to give it their very best effort.
24. Describe something most people don't know about you.
I prefer cake and cookie batter to the baked versions.
25. Are your toenails currently painted or plain?
Plain.
Monday, 11 August 2008
Happiness 101.1
Frustrated? Want to go for a run and never come back? Feel like tearing out every hair on your husband’s head?
Me too.
But why dwell on the stuff that makes you miserable? Turn that frown upside down, Girlfriend! I challenge you to follow my lead and share the first ten happinesses that come to mind—right here, right now.
Me too.
But why dwell on the stuff that makes you miserable? Turn that frown upside down, Girlfriend! I challenge you to follow my lead and share the first ten happinesses that come to mind—right here, right now.
- Misting my pillow with lavender water every night before bed.
- Hearing Jake say “ank-u, Mama” over and over until I respond “You’re welcome, Jake”.
- Sitting in my blue room. Beading, doodling, writing... or doing nothing at all.
- Ellen DeGeneres, though I can’t even remember the last time I watched her show.
- Swinging in the hammock, while the river’s breeze tickles my face.
- Remembering Jasmin. Okay, this can bring great sadness too... She was such a sweet girl.
- Finding the perfect colour.
- Being barefoot.
- Dancing in the kitchen—alone, or with my boys.
- Snuggling.
- Oh, had to throw this one in... Will Ferrell.
Sunday, 10 August 2008
Twitter API
It has been brought to my attention—Thank you, Andrew—that users logging into JoeGirl are being asked to “Enter a username and password for Twitter API”.
This is not a JoeGirl request, but rather a programming error with the code provided by Twitter. The company geeks are working on resolving the issue. In the meantime, simply click Cancel. The only effect will be the absence of my Tweets in the “JoeGirl...” section of my right sidebar.
Sorry to annoy/confuse/frustrate/bewilder/assault/offend...
This is not a JoeGirl request, but rather a programming error with the code provided by Twitter. The company geeks are working on resolving the issue. In the meantime, simply click Cancel. The only effect will be the absence of my Tweets in the “JoeGirl...” section of my right sidebar.
Sorry to annoy/confuse/frustrate/bewilder/assault/offend...
Friday, 8 August 2008
Palette: Recipe Box
Though my decorating style certainly is not country or primitive, The Lang Company does make a few subtle appearances in my home, in the form of a kitchen wall calendar, a tissue box, several other storage boxes, and—my favourite—a striking heart recipe box by my favourite Lang artist, Karen Hillard Good (formerly Karen Hillard Crouch).This box holds recipes Andrew and I have collected from friends and loved ones throughout our almost-ten year marriage. It is only fitting that they be carefully stored in such a lovely and exquisite place.
Karen HG’s charming artwork tends to be already lovingly aged. Her illustrative style is casual yet intentional, happy and heart-warming. Many of her designs contain delicately handwritten words which, when on a wall calendar, remind us every day of the year to cherish each moment.
I thought these colours would suit a dramatic and romantic kitchen or dining room. Heavy, warm crimson on the walls, accented with intense ocher, mellow cream and the perfect punctuation in any room—black.
“Recipe Box”: Pantone 1805, 142, 7507, Black 4U
If you would like to know paint equivalents to these colours, simply post a comment and I will happily provide.
Thursday, 7 August 2008
Extraordinary Etsy
Okay, so you all know I am a newcomer to public blogging. I love to write, I love to interact with people, and I love to design and create. So many of the blogs I have visited have included links to delightful “handmade” Etsy shops. Etsy artists are incredibly inspiring. Today I discovered over a hundred Etsy shops based right here in our little Nation’s Capital of Ottawa—wonderful!
Some of my Etsy favourites so far:
Kangas... Wonderful, unique bead jewelry, some using fabric beads! Well, I never...
MonkeyPowered... Ottawa based illustrator. So very kewl.
MissVee... Simple bead earrings. Love the photography.
JoJo’s Room... I love the nostalgic note cards using vintage children’s book illustrations.
I have spent every available minute today exploring Etsy shops, discovering AMAZING talented artists, and—wait for it—opening my own shop. Yes, Leslee’s giveaway prize cards inspired me to finally take the plunge and set-up shop to sell my designs. I will also offer a collection of beadwork—my other creative release.
Introducing JOE designs—the shop, named for how I have signed my greeting cards since I was about ten.
Adorable, I know.
What are your favourite Etsy shops?
Wednesday, 6 August 2008
Generous Jake
Tonight is our last night with Zeke and Zoe—two Boston Terriers we’ve been dogsitting since Saturday. These dogs are hilarious. Jumpy and licky, but hilarious. Even more hilarious is the following interaction Andrew witnessed this afternoon, between two-year old Jake and little Zoe:
Zoe, bounding over to greet Jake: “pant, pant, pant.”
Jake, holding out his sippy cup as if to offer it’s contents to Zoe:
“Want some? LICK IT.”
Zoe, bounding over to greet Jake: “pant, pant, pant.”
Jake, holding out his sippy cup as if to offer it’s contents to Zoe:
“Want some? LICK IT.”
Tuesday, 5 August 2008
On the line
The first Monday in August is a statutory holiday here in Ontario—The August Long Weekend. There’s a lot of pressure to make unforgettable long weekend plans. While we had intended to go camping with the tent trailer for three nights, we chickened out on account of unpredictable weather, and unpredictable Jake. He is two, after all.
Instead, we traveled locally to Andrew’s sister’s in-law’s cottage. Beautiful place. My sister-in-law, Elizabeth, is an amazing woman. An inspiration. She grew up playing hockey with some of Canada’s best women players. She is incredibly resourceful and able to do anything. She has has canoed some of Canada’s roughest waters and hiked some of our roughest terrain. Yet she is nurturing and fair, thoughtful and generous. Andrew and I have always said, if we ever had a daughter, we would want her to be just like Elizabeth.
Yesterday Elizabeth bought some junior fishing rods for the kids. She and Greg have three girls—ages four, two and nine-months. They are busy parents. But as I said, resourceful and thoughtful, and always prepared to engage the kids with a unique and entertaining activity.
After some tedious assembly, detailed instruction, and determined practice, Liz took the two oldest kids out to fish. This was Quinn’s first time fishing. Given the heat and the crazy, knot-prone lines, nobody was expecting anything to be caught.
After a little while out on the lake with no results, they returned close to shore, lingering among some lilypads, hoping for that magical moment when you feel a gentle tug on your line. Within minutes Liz yelled “We have a fish!” We squinted out to see it was our Quinn dangling a nice fish from his line. Looked like a Small Mouthed Bass, maybe about 2 pounds. He was beaming with pride. Not two minutes later, Liz yelled again “We have another one!”, and it was her daughter this time, struggling to keep the fish out of water for all to see. We were all cheering with excitement, pride and a good amount of disbelief. It was incredible for the kids.
Last night, while laying in bed, Quinn and I shared a sweet conversation about the experience:
Quinn: “Were you proud of me for catching that fish?”
Me: “Absolutely. And so excited!”
Quinn: “Why didn’t we keep it to eat?”
Me: “Because he was too small. By the time we cleaned it, there wouldn’t have been much meat left.”
Quinn: “There’s nothing like eating fresh fish that you just caught yourself... It’s like there’s victory inside!”
Instead, we traveled locally to Andrew’s sister’s in-law’s cottage. Beautiful place. My sister-in-law, Elizabeth, is an amazing woman. An inspiration. She grew up playing hockey with some of Canada’s best women players. She is incredibly resourceful and able to do anything. She has has canoed some of Canada’s roughest waters and hiked some of our roughest terrain. Yet she is nurturing and fair, thoughtful and generous. Andrew and I have always said, if we ever had a daughter, we would want her to be just like Elizabeth.
Yesterday Elizabeth bought some junior fishing rods for the kids. She and Greg have three girls—ages four, two and nine-months. They are busy parents. But as I said, resourceful and thoughtful, and always prepared to engage the kids with a unique and entertaining activity.
After some tedious assembly, detailed instruction, and determined practice, Liz took the two oldest kids out to fish. This was Quinn’s first time fishing. Given the heat and the crazy, knot-prone lines, nobody was expecting anything to be caught.
After a little while out on the lake with no results, they returned close to shore, lingering among some lilypads, hoping for that magical moment when you feel a gentle tug on your line. Within minutes Liz yelled “We have a fish!” We squinted out to see it was our Quinn dangling a nice fish from his line. Looked like a Small Mouthed Bass, maybe about 2 pounds. He was beaming with pride. Not two minutes later, Liz yelled again “We have another one!”, and it was her daughter this time, struggling to keep the fish out of water for all to see. We were all cheering with excitement, pride and a good amount of disbelief. It was incredible for the kids.
Last night, while laying in bed, Quinn and I shared a sweet conversation about the experience:
Quinn: “Were you proud of me for catching that fish?”
Me: “Absolutely. And so excited!”
Quinn: “Why didn’t we keep it to eat?”
Me: “Because he was too small. By the time we cleaned it, there wouldn’t have been much meat left.”
Quinn: “There’s nothing like eating fresh fish that you just caught yourself... It’s like there’s victory inside!”
Monday, 4 August 2008
Saturday, 2 August 2008
Just for Leslee
What a lovely way to spend a rainy Saturday—sitting quietly in my blue room illustrating with fine black pen, and adding water-colour touches to this sweet six-pack of note cards for Leslee—the winner of my first-ever Giveaway. I created each one with her in mind, collecting what I know of her from her blog and jewelry shop, and designing this collection.
Stay tuned to JoeGirl for more Giveaways. You just might be my next winner!
Stay tuned to JoeGirl for more Giveaways. You just might be my next winner!
Thrifty Thursday Giveaway Winner!
The winner of a 6-pack of handmade ‘JOE designs’ note cards is... Leslee from Phillips 101!
If you haven’t spent any time at Leslee’s blog, be sure to do so. She is a sweet gal who so tenderly writes about her family, home decor, and her fabulous hand-crafted jewelry business, Keke & Lele. A wonderful newcomer to my growing circle of blogging friends.
Thanks to everybody who posted comments and money-saving ideas for Thrifty Thursday!
If you haven’t spent any time at Leslee’s blog, be sure to do so. She is a sweet gal who so tenderly writes about her family, home decor, and her fabulous hand-crafted jewelry business, Keke & Lele. A wonderful newcomer to my growing circle of blogging friends.
Thanks to everybody who posted comments and money-saving ideas for Thrifty Thursday!
Friday, 1 August 2008
Beware the Snot Rocket
Yesterday was shopping day. My printer needed ink, the pantry needed groceries, and Quinn needed new shoes for school. Early yes, but better now than when dozens of Moms and kids pile into our favourite shoe store at any given time or day, wait half an hour for their number to be called, only to be told the shoe—and only shoe—your kid wants is out of stock in their size. Damn it.
I do like my children to have a good amount of creative licence with their selections of clothes, toys, movies, music—and apparently shoes. While I did try to direct Quinn toward the more robust, hiking, neutral styles, these are the two pairs he chose.
The Stride Rite/Nickelodeon Slimers (model name “Snot Rocket”), and the high-gloss, candy apple red GEOX which disgust me even more than the Slimers. I’m not sure what kind of reaction these will get from the kids at school, but I’m willing to give them a chance. I encouraged Quinn to declare the Snot Rockets his outdoor shoes, to take best advantage of the glow-in-the-dark feature, and save what I’m dubbing the “Disco Spiderman” pair for the classroom. That way, honestly, I don’t have to see them, and might even forget they exist.
I do like my children to have a good amount of creative licence with their selections of clothes, toys, movies, music—and apparently shoes. While I did try to direct Quinn toward the more robust, hiking, neutral styles, these are the two pairs he chose.
The Stride Rite/Nickelodeon Slimers (model name “Snot Rocket”), and the high-gloss, candy apple red GEOX which disgust me even more than the Slimers. I’m not sure what kind of reaction these will get from the kids at school, but I’m willing to give them a chance. I encouraged Quinn to declare the Snot Rockets his outdoor shoes, to take best advantage of the glow-in-the-dark feature, and save what I’m dubbing the “Disco Spiderman” pair for the classroom. That way, honestly, I don’t have to see them, and might even forget they exist.
Palette: Lime Chocolate Sky
Every year for five years—since moving into my current neighbourhood—I have hosted a cookie exchange in early December. It was my way of introducing myself to the girls in the 'hood, but was such a success we all stuck with it.
We typically have about 15 participants, all baking 15 dozen, or 15 loaves, or 15 bundles of whatever tickles our fancies. We congregate at my place and chow down on pot-luck brunch and baking samples. Our freezers and pantries are well-stocked for the holiday season, and we’ve all had a few good laughs during our get-together.
These are the scrumptious Cranberry Praline Quickbreads I baked for the 2006 exchange. I divided the standard loaf recipe into four mini loaf tins, then repeated it all 3 more times to yield 16 loaves. My entire house smelled mouth-watering marvelous for days!
To dress, I wrapped each loaf in parchment, then a sheet of pretty 12 x 12" scrapbooking paper, and bound it all together with matchy-matchy ribbon and contrasting tag. I go to great lengths to colour coordinate the entire event—from the invitations to packaging and party décor—a new palette every year.
“Lime Chocolate Sky”: Pantone 4705, 7506, 536, 617
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