Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Kansas City, Kansas City here I come

Okay, okay, I know I promised more details about our trip but you know how it is when you return from vacation.

I still haven't completely unpacked my suitcase.

I really can't believe we saw and did quite as much as we did. And our two little travel companions were amazing. Thanks to Grammy and Grandad for keeping the wee one so the other three Adventure Girls could take a few day trips (you simply MUST see White Sands and Carlsbad Caverns--they just cannot be adequately explained with words or pictures). It was a fantastic vacation. New Mexico is so rich with beauty and culture and quirkiness. I felt my creative well replenishing for every mile we drove.

And now we're back. The transition from vacation back to work and real-life can sometimes be a little difficult. But on Monday I was unexpectedly reminded of some of the things I love about home. We'd taken Alice to her eye appointment at her specialist in Kansas City and decided to take a detour through our favorite Kansas City antique mall before coming back home. I adore Kansas City. It's highly underrated in my opinion.

We spent a couple of hours dreamily entertaining ideas of selling our house in Lawrence and moving into a loft across the street from the River Market Antique Mall where we'd pursue nothing but artistic endeavors and the kids would benefit from our profound happiness and the culture of the city. We perused the antiques in search of fabulous chandeliers for our lofty new ceilings and outrageous art for our cinder block walls. Stephanie fell in love with a rope light palm tree (for the living room of course!) and I had my eye on a cushy orange armchair.

Of course, we're not going to pull the kids out of their perfect-for-them schools or quit our jobs and sell our house.  But it was a fun daydream.

And speaking of dreaming, we both gasped when turned a corner and saw this fabulous creature:

He would feel so at home in our house (our real one, not our dream one). I do believe he was made for it. However the $350 price tag would argue differently. So he still lives at the River Market Antique Mall. Alice was sad.

Yesterday I finally got back in the studio! It felt *so* good to fire up my torch again. So good. I can't even tell you.

It IS  good to be home.