Kiss Me


If Jason and I had “a song”, in my opinion, it would be “Kiss Me” by Sixpence None the Richer. I’m not sure if he’d agree. Six years ago when we were trying to decide on a song for our wedding reception, we couldn’t agree and we ended up settling on one my mom suggested which, while sweet, had no personal significance. This song, on the other hand, was played in the climactic scene of the movie we saw on our first date. I can’t listen to it without all those feelings from 10 years ago being stirred up all over again.

Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon’s sparkling
So kiss me

Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We’ll take the trail marked on your father’s map

“kiss me” by sixpence none the richer

Do others of you in relationships have “a song”? I’m curious if people still do that. If you’re willing to share, what is it and how did it become your song?


One woman’s trash


… is heaved into the back of the car in a “questionable” neighborhood in Cincinnati and hauled 280 miles back to Nashville.


Missing 1 drawer and loaded with scratches but this mid-century modern credenza/dresser was FREE. Isn’t it beautiful? I had no grasp of how huge this piece was until we carried into our house. Also, without the adrenaline rush, this sucker is HEAVY! It’s 53″ long. Too big for the living room. Too big for the dining room. Too big for my office. … But perfect for our bedroom!

Phone Photo Friday




New Wardrobe Staple


My favorite shoes of three years (or more?), these olive-green cordoroy flats from Old Navy, have seen better days. I’ve loved them and they’ve been good to me. But as happens in the harsh reality of well-loved shoes, a day comes when the tread is gone, the sole starts flapping and your big toe starts to bust out a hole for fresh air. It’s a sad day.


Until a replacement is discovered. Did I just get sad over a pair of shoes??

I found these lovely replacements from KEEN. Also olive-green (which seems to match 90% of my wardrobe), slip on flats that will work with shorts, jeans or skirts. And they appear to be sturdier than their predecessors.


::: anxiously awaiting package from UPS :::

Anyone have experience with KEEN shoes?

Love Painting #1


On Valentine’s Day this year hubby and I decided to do an impromptu painting together. Somehow it got nicknamed “the love painting.” I really enjoy abstract paintings, especially those done quickly, because they capture the emotion, the passion, the energy of the moment in which they’re created. This is abstract but also graphic. It means something very specific and personal to us.


This week, hubs and I are planning to create Love Painting #2. We have a big empty space in our bedroom above our new dresser. Last night we procured a scrap piece of plywood. And now I’ve come up with some ideas for a meaningful graphic overlay. Look for the a picture of #2 next week!

Sidenote: we desperately need a mid-century modern chair to replace that poang.

Fun with Flash


A co-worker just passed this on to me. Very fun use of Macromedia Flash. I think you’ll enjoy it even if you aren’t familiar with Flash:

Animator vs. Animation


Broken record


Yesterday I tweet’d this:

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I was having a bad morning. Nothing major but for me, bad. I was exhausted and I had a headache. (Why did I drink that Pepsi at 10:30 the night before?) Logged on to my bank account and discovered that I neglected to record a withdrawal last week and got hit with $97 in NSF fees. Dumb. It happens. God has provided more than enough to make up for it. But it’s still frustrating.

Meanwhile, all morning I had a line from a rather annoying song running through my mind. Why was it stuck in my head? I don’t even like that song! After the 10th time, I realized (DUH) maybe God is trying to tell me something:

I’m in a fight not physical,
I’m in a war but not with this world.

I don’t like to over-spiritualize things. I made a mistake. I forgot to record a transaction. I should have balanced the checkbook before auto-paying a bunch of bills. NSF fees are a natural consequence.

But it is nice when God sends me a little reminder: I am in a war. I have an enemy who seeks to kill, steal and destroy; who wants to rob me and take away my joy. Thank God for a Savior who is so much bigger than my problems, who is always faithful to provide, who has had favor on my life!

It’s from a song called “Counting on God” by Desperation Band. Rest of the lyrics here.

Phone Photo Friday


Because I don’t like to carry my bulky digital camera around with me everywhere, I often take mediocre pictures with my mediocre camera phone. Lest they be lost for all eternity in a Chinese landfill once my phone expires in 2 years, I’ve decided to collect the best/most interesting/quirky pics a weekly photo journal called…



What is MCM?


I decided to call my new blog my MCM life. Why “mid-century modern”? My life is a mix of modern 2009 luxury, technology and design; AND 1950’s values, relics and design. Half of my belongings are from IKEA, Target, Old Navy and Mac (I’m a graphic designer BTW). The other half are from yard sales, salvage yards, thrift stores, estate sales and off the side of the road in a bad part of town. I like it that way.


Two and a half years ago when hubby and I bought that awesome 1955 atomic ranch pictured in the header, we dove head over heels into mid-century modern design. We love the simplicity, functionality and minimalism; the colors; the low, flat furniture; the unique details; the Danish and Scandinavian influences.

The more we fixed up our house, rifled through thrift stores and bartered with old ladies at estate sales; the more we started thinking about the lives our grandparents lived half a century ago. We realized that we hold many of the same values: hard work, faith and family first, saving money and using cash, fixing things when they break, not wasting anything, watching our consumption, growing our own vegetables, knowing our neighbors, resting on Sundays.

That’s my mid-century modern life the best that I can describe it.

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Hi, I’m Martina.


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So nice to meet you. Who are you? Tell me a little about yourself, please. Even just your name and where you’re from. I’d love to know who’s reading here.

I’m so glad you stopped by!

Oh, you want to know about me? Don’t worry, we have plenty of time for that!