I spent the bulk of last week on a particularly DIY-tastic (i.e. lots of heavy lifting), Marfa-inspired install with one of my SWOON partners-in-crime, the talented and dashing Lance, and friends, I felt it this weekend... I was all up in the Biofreeze and Advil. Yep, it's official; I'm old.

But aches and pains be damned, as there's nothing quite holding up massive slabs of reclaimed wood as your cohort drills them to the wall to make you feel like a total badass. And feeling like a badass almost always negates a bum back, yes? (At least that's what I'm going with.)

Capping my "week-o-fun with power tools" was sweet Millie getting struck with that wicked stomach flu that's sweeping the nation, followed by another wholly unexpected and bazaar (not to mention unseasonal) ice storm here in Dallas. So the past two days have been all about hunkering down, baking, Mad Men binging, G&T swilling and other mild debauchery aimed at getting my mojo back.

Happy Monday!