My new love: The Junkyard

Lately, the Mister and I have been hitting up our local junkyards for VW Vanagon parts. No small task, since Vanagon's are cult classics and rarely "junked". Still it's fun looking and exploring. I've really enjoyed learning how to disassemble/reassemble cars, but I think I enjoy treasure hunting just a little bit more. I'm going to try very hard not to become a crazy "junk collector" who has 10 years worth of National Geographic, and 5lbs of twist ties in a bag in the garage "just in case". No thank you. 

But some things just need to come home with you right? How can you not love a happy* little metal door latch?? 

* On the way home from the junkyard, I did take into consideration that my door latch was smiling because he LOVED living in the junkyard with his metallic friends. A panic ran through me, but his smile has not changed into a look of concern, worry, or disappointment YET, so perhaps my apartment *IS* a suitable home for him. Woops, I think I smell the crazy brewing...

Babies and mommies

Last weekend, I was lucky enough to see my very best friend, and her little sprout Stella (pictured above on her FIRST birthday) who is going to be 2 this month.  This week, my girl Caroline just had her first baby, and entered the mommy club too. 

It's such a strange thing to watch the women you went dancing with, morph into mothers. It's amazing- I'm not knocking it. They both seem to have retained their own unique sparkle while balancing diapers, spit-up, and sleepless nights, with independent movies, concerts, reading the newspaper, and actually getting showered in the morning.

Caroline and Suzanne have always been inspirations for me. Career women who love art, music, travel, and their families with every ounce. Their grace in the transformation to motherhood is dazzling.  I only hope that I can make them as proud as they make me when I apply for mommy club membership