Spice filled curio cabinet

If you’ve been following my blog for the past few years you may remember that for my 30th birthday my parents bought me a beautiful vintage curio cabinet. After some time I decided to paint it black and hung it up in the corner of the living room in our Islandbridge Apartment in Dublin, but for a very long time I had no idea what to do with it or what to put in it. I mean like two years passed and it was completely empty. I eventually put some jars in it for the sake of putting something in it, but I was eternally haunted by having such a cute cabinet and no idea what to do with it.

When we emigrated last year and moved into our Lower Town Apartment, there was a space in our kitchen that would be absolutely perfect for my curio cabinet. And almost immediately, I knew I wanted to keep all my spices in it. Don’t tell Robert, but I packed and shipped some of my favourite tiny empty glass jars [yes, completely empty jars. I have a problem] to Canada from Ireland. Once I unpacked everything and got myself organised, I hung up the cabinet in our kitchen and decanted all the spices and herbs we use the most into secret little jars and labelled them with black labels and a gold pen.

As soon as I started arranging the jars, I was embarrassingly ecstatic. I love stuff like that; organizing and sorting and having a little project just for me that essentially makes me feel like a witch in the kitchen.

I’ve been wanting to paint over the brown in our kitchen [this shade of brown was in the hallway and is currently in our entire bedroom], but I keep getting stuck on the idea that a room should be complete before I can take photos of it. Which I know does not make sense. Our kitchen will be a work in progress for the next while, but for the moment, I am loving my tiny curio cabinet in lieu of a perfectly curated dream Pinterest pantry.

Cora turns one

I don’t know how it happened [I actually do], but today Cora turns one. So much has happened these past 12 months and the biggest was our little 6lbs 9oz of a curious and clever baby girl. 
I know everyone says it and you really don’t get it until you are one, but being a parent is the most exhausting and incredible thing to happen to you all at once. It’s frustrating beyond belief one minute and the next will have your heart on the brink of exploding. Cora is hilarious, clever, adorable and has an attitude I laugh at now, but come back and ask me in a few years how much I’m laughing over it then. 

The past year has flown by in many ways, and in others, it feels like we’ve had Cora for much longer. It’s really tough trying to put into words how much our cheeky girl has changed us. It’s been such an adventure and the more glimpses of Cora’s clever little mind we catch, the more excited I get about the adventures ahead. 

OBLIGATORY MUSHY PARENT PUBLIC SHOUT-OUT TO THEIR OBLIVIOUS CHILD: Little Cora, we love you beyond any proper sentence can put into words. Happy 1st birthday. We love you to the Death Star and back xx

p.s. If you’re at all curious and like reading about birth stories, you can read about Cora’s here. If you don’t like reading those kinds of things, don’t. Because it’s full of don’ts. 

7 Year Blogiversary

We’ve been so busy over the last few weeks that I completely forgot my 7 year blogiversary. I’ll be honest and say that it doesn’t feel as big of a deal this year [since I’m being kept very busy by our baby boss], but it still is an important date for me. So many projects an opportunities arose thanks to my blog, and I’ve met so many amazing people through it. It’s weird to think where I would be now and how different things would be if I hadn’t sat down that afternoon and decided to start a blog.

Last year I didn’t write about my blogiversary because I was heavily pregnant, and thanks to illegal levels of hormones, I didn’t have the energy or want to write about it. This year though, even though I’m late writing about it, I still remembered. And more importantly, I’ll be celebrating with our own little Hydrangea Girl this time around.
Thank you for reading over the past weeks, months or years. Even if it’s just been every once in a while.