Procrastinator Party 'Reveal'
10/19/2009
Tomorrow marks the deadline for the Procrastinator's Party projects. I'm done.
Finished on time, with a little to spare.
Here is my piece, before. An eight year old armoire
that I have wanted to paint for a while now.
Wanted it to be a bit more decorative. To pop. To be more
of a focal point for the room.
At first I thought I would go with turquoise but
ended up on a more subtle blue. Farmhouse Blue from the Martha Stewart
line at Lowe's. (MS307)
Unfortunately my camera doesn't capture the color very
Unfortunately my camera doesn't capture the color very
well. It's actually deeper than what you see here. These photo's
make it look almost powdery blue, which it is not.
The photo's also don't show the distressing very well. To me, in the photo's
it just looks like a really sucky paint job. And maybe it is. Or a really sucky
distressing job. I haven't done much distressing
apart from edges so I went a bit beyond my comfort zone on this
by doing some minimal distressing on the flat surfaces.
My steps were: sanding, priming, first coat, another light sanding, final coat, distressing.
I decided to add an unexpected element by painting one of the inside inset panels with chalkboard paint. On a side note I'm really bothered by that right drawer handle sticking up. Excuse me while I go fix that.
Now I need to figure out what to do on top. The room this is in has two story ceilings. I have always had a hard time knowing what to do there.
The total work time on this project was probably 3.5-4 hours. But I worked on it over a few days. I left it right where it is now and just lifted the legs to scoot a drop cloth underneath. I did remove the drawers and the hardware on the drawers. I had hoped to find a knob for the doors to compliment the hardware on the drawers. Still looking.
Overall I am really happy with it. It is eye-catching, a focal point, it's decorative and I just love the splash of blue in our family room.
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Non-flushables
10/19/2009
Nothing brings up that "ugh!" feeling for me quite like a clogged toilet.
Sometime last week our downstairs toilet started acting up. Not fully flushing,
draining slowly, and resisting our attempts to plunge.
Then, over the weekend, while I was away with girlfriends, what we were
hoping to avoid took place. Overflowing. And lots of it, so I'm told.
And that's all I'll say about that. Your welcome.
My poor hubs dealt with the aftermath. This morning, with friends coming
to town this weekend, we broke down and called the plumber.
I was pretty certain the reason for our plumbing woes would take
us directly back to Tank.
We have been in toilet training purgatory for some time now. Tank is
most interested in the flushing process and loves that he now has the okay
to flush the toilet. He has taken great license with this over the last
couple weeks. Most recently
I grabbed a dishtowel about to make it's decent into the bowels of our plumbing
as Tank stood wide-eyed over the toilet looking guilty.
So, I was pretty sure that Tank was behind it all.
This was confirmed approximately 20 minutes into the plumbers visit when
I heard the sound of cackling coming from the bathroom. He walked out
holding up the evidence.
A $75 toothbrush that is now resting in our garbage can.
how can you help?
10/15/2009
In many countries children with Down syndrome are institutionalized at the age of 4 or 5. Reece's Rainbow is a ministry dedicated to locating those children and helping them find a family. Hundred's of kids have been placed and saved from the neglect and abuse found in many institutions. There are many, many more waiting for their families. Maybe you can help. Click the link below to find out. (this is a 12 minute video and well worth the time)
Reece's Rainbow
Reece's Rainbow
my favorite kind of day
10/14/2009
it's a cool, rainy, grey daya good one for making my 8 year old armoire look aged
for playing cars with tank
Even when they're not in the room. . .
10/10/2009
It is quiet time in the house but all is not quiet. It rarely is, really.
Spinner and Bean share a room upstairs over our guest room. Right outside of the guest room is a short hallway that leads to the garage. There is a small ceiling light in that area that I have always wanted to change. The globe that covers the light has been there since we moved in over two years ago, a builder's choice globe. Milky white and plain.
Here it is.
Boring and ordinary, right? But now, I get to replace it. Spinner and Bean are sooo not quiet during quiet time. While putting Tank down for his nap (thank God he still naps!) I heard the ruckus in the other room and then I heard the crash downstairs.
The good news for me is that I have been vindicated. I tell them repeatedly that one day their upstairs wrestling and jumping off beds will result in the loss of downstairs lighting. I have mostly been worried about my kitchen pendant lights that rattle when they parachute off our bed. They have yet to see the result of their hard work, I'll show them when quiet time is over. But now I have proof and no one gets to roll their eyes at me over this particular issue anymore. :)
This thing is a beast to paint but already I am loving the difference!
Spinner and Bean share a room upstairs over our guest room. Right outside of the guest room is a short hallway that leads to the garage. There is a small ceiling light in that area that I have always wanted to change. The globe that covers the light has been there since we moved in over two years ago, a builder's choice globe. Milky white and plain.
Here it is.
Boring and ordinary, right? But now, I get to replace it. Spinner and Bean are sooo not quiet during quiet time. While putting Tank down for his nap (thank God he still naps!) I heard the ruckus in the other room and then I heard the crash downstairs.
The good news for me is that I have been vindicated. I tell them repeatedly that one day their upstairs wrestling and jumping off beds will result in the loss of downstairs lighting. I have mostly been worried about my kitchen pendant lights that rattle when they parachute off our bed. They have yet to see the result of their hard work, I'll show them when quiet time is over. But now I have proof and no one gets to roll their eyes at me over this particular issue anymore. :)Meanwhile, I have been working on my Procrastinator's Party Project.
This thing is a beast to paint but already I am loving the difference!Nie Nie Dialogues
10/08/2009
I'm guessing that most of you bloggers out there, and blog readers, know Stephanie Nielson of the Nie Nie Dialogues. To say that she has been through a lot is a ridiculous understatement. Yesterday, she sat on Oprah's couch to tell a little of her story. I hope you caught it.
Oprah could have gone any number of directions with the segment on the Nielson's. Their story is complex and involves a large extended family who all stepped up to help during her recovery. Her focus, however, was on Stephanie the mom. Fighting her way back to her family. Fighting hard to get back to the mundane activities of the average stay-at-home mom. Activities that Oprah called "sacred." Making lunches, giving baths, answering 10,000 questions a day, helping with homework, doing laundry. The things that most of us gripe about are the things that Stephanie craved.
To drive home this message Nie was paired with a woman who sent Oprah an email griping about her mundane life as a stay-at-home mom. Did you know that people sent Oprah emails complaining about their lives? I didn't. The mom, Andrea, spent a day in Stephanie's home. I think it was a vulnerable move on both their parts.
The whole show was good. A reminder that life can change instantly. Thanks Stephanie for the reminder that some of the most mundane parts of life can be the most sacred and meaningful.
A step back in time
10/08/2009
After a debatable number of years, dinosaurs have returned. And they have made their way to our Southern City.
Last night, Spinner went Walking with the Dinosaurs. And my Aunt Susan brought home evidence.
Couldn't have been more thrilling for our soon to be seven year old!
Last night, Spinner went Walking with the Dinosaurs. And my Aunt Susan brought home evidence.
Couldn't have been more thrilling for our soon to be seven year old!
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