decorating with animals: steve and ginger edition.

this saturday, we were like WHY RELAX WHEN WE CAN HAVE A MAJOR IMPROMPTU PHOTOSHOOT? because really, that is how things are going around here. it was kind of the best worst time to do the photo shoot, with our photographer's hectic schedule and our pending MOVE deadlines coming up later this month (uh, teaser? we are moving? i am working on a new CRIBS post for youipromise), so we did it, fancy diptyque candles, florals et all. as any good designer knows, nothing spices up a room setting like some animal, which was perfect, since we live in a zoo*. dog supermodels steve and ginger needed a little coaxing, and steve may or may not have nervously peed all over the new sheets that i effing ironed just for the shoot, but check out how cute they are! also, the photos turned out ridiculously amazing, and i can't wait to share the whole house.

*not pictured: any of the three cats, who were likely preoccupied by sharpening their claws the new sofa.

meat salad.

so i am on a diet. waaah-waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. it's a FIERCE diet, y'all, and this is day three of diet ferocity. i've never been a dieter and i've never really kept track of what i'm eating, so for me, this is considerable torture. diets (the kind where you have a set plan and you don't cheat) = FOOD JAIL. i love vegetables, but it is common knowledge that prior to shacking up with sugarbear, i consisted for years on a steady diet of bud light and twizzlers. brad's amazing chef skillz and the transition from BL's to wine, combined with the zero amount of restraint on my part has turned me into a soft-shelled mcfattie, and i need to make some lifestyle changes prior to our hawaii trip next month. also my office is down the street from a mcdonald's so i eat there like three times a week. okay four.

the first three days of food jail are kind of a complete kick in the pants. (this is probably a good time to tell you that part of this diet includes no alcohol). the first three days are also sort of a dressing down into what will become a healthy, well-rounded meal plan with plenty of vitamins and nutrients, but if you have been anywhere near me these three days, you know that i've renamed this phase MEAT SALAD. during this phase, you can have a ton of meat and you can have a ton of green veggies (uh, RAW. they have to be raw and they have to be green.), but after two or three meals of meat salad, plus no chocolate or jelly beans or cookies or WINE, you get a little weird and cranky. there are also these powder supplement things you put into your nine gallons of daily water drinking, and for the first few days i was not putting them in enough water. they are berry flavor and bright red, so i named those BLOOD DRINK, although they are much better and not thick like blood when you add them to the proper amount of water (2 gallons). turns out that they also come in lemon-lime (those are also called blood drink, for sake of continuity) and they are full of crack rock supplements that give you the energy to keep going as you rachet down your food intake.

i lost track of where i am going with this story (no crack rock blood drinks after 2pm or else), but i thought i'd give you all fair warning. steve and ginger have really started to look like turkey legs during the time we've spent together so i imagine you're next, if this cartoon is any indication.

NOM NOMS-
kristina

2011 rewind.

it was the best of years, it was the worst of years. just kidding, it was kind of the worst, which you know because i said so all the time and had to take like six breaks from blogging to deal with my life. JUST KIDDING JUST KIDDING, it totally wasn't all bad. 2011 may have been kind of a kick in the balls, but while i was compiling these photos (spoiler alert: THERE ARE A LOT), i realized that for every downturn, we also had some tremendously awesome things happen that were not people dying / people moving away / friends assholes turning out to be assholes / people getting divorces. not only did sugarbears and i have the best honeymoon ever, brad and i practically circumnavigated the globe with all of our travels. i played on a softball team called the dumpster babies and was on tv (not for the softball but looking equally foolish, trust me) and was in a magazine and also made like nine really amazing dinners for sugarbear. just kidding, it was like ten dinners. we went to some killer concerts, like arcade fire and the avett brothers and wilco and some other ones i don't recall right now. brad read all FIVE of the game of thrones books people. all five. in 2011. someone get him a book-it button and a sack of personal pan pizzas already, forcryingoutloud. a-train johnson moved her happy ass back to texas where she belongs dot com, and then she and i got to reprise the roommate years for a few months. i completed and installed a record number of interiors projects, and actually made a tiny bit of progress here in this house where we live. b-rad's baby sister got engaged to an awesome guy that everyone loves, and as a bonus, he sells wine for a living. i think i actually made some new friends this year, and one of those new friends showed me how to illegally download the entire second season of downton abbey, which doesn't even air stateside until later this month. (ps, if you are watching that show, you understand how great a 2011 accomplishment this is and why it's on the milestones list, even though it did cause some sort of virus situation on brad's laptop. WORTH. IT.). also i beat cally one time at words with friends, and it was like by over a hundred points. so let's look on the bright side and call 2011 a wash, okay? because it really wasn't so bad and 2012 is going to kick ass, even though the world is totally going to end. in the meantime, enjoy these photos. they are mostly for me, except for where i snuck in a really hilarious one of you.

happy new year 2011, from me, audrey, and the black last supper.

ceylon et cie.

w hotel with the utes, prior to ghostbar dance-off.

cat hats on dogs.

park city during sundance.

faux fur, real dog.

space city trivia with this san antonio b.

it's a muthafucking wedding dance off.

sugarbear. redstone. texas. lizzards.

snowstorm.

park city pow.

hey girl.

that's totally a wig, bitch.

i bought 60 boxes, i think, which pretty much makes me the world's best aunt?

duh, winning.

gallery wall up n hrrre.

grumpa, dogs.

lighthouse.

the good ship makai.

gulls.

captain, first mate, gunner.

boat dogs, on the lookout for pirates.

gilhooley's. zomggggg.

finders keepers.

toby keith aka kaidren.

molly, dad and wallace.

recognize.

crepes.

eiffel.

fancy boat dinner.

south france.

hey audrey, remember how i got off the plane from france, took a shower and then we went to this concert and i was cracked out and jetlagged, but regina had hoop ribbons so it was cool?

nyc pre-install.

the view is pretty gross. just kidding.

the furnishings are also pretty gross. also kidding.

bitchin kitchen.

OH I TOTALLY FORGOT AUDREY AND I WERE ON THE NEWS, MODELING HAIRSTYLES.

angela comes to visit, gets introduced to firefly sweet teas.

in kansas, in a permanent temporary outhouse, with my uncle, sitting on a pink toilet, holding a kitten.

dadical.

fields of kansas via 4-wheeler.

i nabbed that texas one in college.

kai-drasaur?

michael.

four of five looking at the camera ain't bad.

hair feathers-also worn 5-year olds and dogs.

why yes, those ARE hot pink sweat pant capri pants.

eames: the remix.

kaleb, me and moms.

grandpa.

la.

la.

jeeeeiiiill, me, pool, nola.

just another monday night in emergency care after sustaining severe cat-food can injuries.

baseball game.

dollhouse-now a project for 2012, as i did not finish.

record-size sectional.

also record-size tv.

round top road trip.

worshiping at the altar of breakfast tacos.

bananagram.

happy halloween.

oh what a feeling, we got inlaid wood wallpaper on the ceiling.

dallas.

it's custom, bitch.

molly and her pops.

mom/luxe/sunday dinner.

kaidren.

gas station.

wallace and dad.

sunglasses inspired by road trips.

newell.

malachite.

rda gala.

aggies.

prom.

EVERYBODY LOVES KARL.

leo.

bomb.

aruba.

b-rad.

shelves.

morocco, baby.

gobble gobble.

the mil, the b, the moh.

hott.

for rent.

noisy.

it's beginning to look a lot like a non-denominational sweater party.

downton.

overbrook.

jed.

farm.

the hardest puzzle on the planet.