When God doesn’t listen

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Today I am feeling grateful. Grateful for a working vehicle. Grateful for the hot shower I had this morning. Grateful for the little person twirling in circles singing at the top of her lungs beside me as I type this post. Grateful that God doesn’t always listen to me. Just suppose God did listen to me all the time. Those long sighs I sigh at the end of the day when I’m faced with the trail of mess stretching from one end of the house to the other created by the energetic labors of two little blond heads cozily asleep in their beds…suppose He decided to lighten my work load and take one, or both away, just to help me out? I’m grateful He doesn’t always listen. I’m grateful He doesn’t listen when I’m annoyed at the hot water heater leaking, and the pipe under the house breaking, and the vehicle … Continue reading

Chalk paint talk and dresser painting

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You know what will guarantee a remodel to take way longer than it should? Take a guess.  Budget? Labor? Earthquakes? Bug infestations? All very valid guesses. The answer is furniture. I would recommend to all persons anxious to spend staggering amounts of time working on a house, to not complicate matters by investing in copious amounts of homeless furniture that also needs to be re-done. Not that I would know. Because I totally follow my own advise. Always. See this dresser for instance, it’s not technically an investment because I got it for free. Poor little dear. I can’t say no to free furniture. It’s like turning away a puppy. Who has the heart to do that?? ( I can say that because my kids aren’t old enough to read this blog or kidnap stray animals. I reserve the right to change my opinions on puppies at a later date.) … Continue reading

Yellow, the other Spring color

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I’ve been splashing bits of green all over my house to encourage the arrival of Spring as enthusiastically as possible. Yellow is just as good as green in my opinion. It’s bright, it’s sunny, and it looks happy. I may have a lot of black and white going on in this house, but don’t let that fool you. I’m all for an explosion of colors and patterns when it comes to accents! I bought these particularly dowdy looking stools the other day at a resale store. Besides the tragic upholstery job some poor soul had attempted, the fabric was simply horrid. Approximately twenty minutes later, their situation was much improved with new lively yellow seats…and I didn’t even have to spray paint them! What a shocker. I have this awkward little half wall separating my kitchen and dining room where they are currently residing. I’ve made peace with my dislike … Continue reading

Transform a room with paint and polyurethane

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This might be my favorite room in the whole house. Never mind it needs furniture still. Never mind I say that with every section I get done. I can’t help it. I just love white paint, and sunlight bouncing off walls, and shiny clean floors, and pretty ceilings. It just sort of shocks your eyeballs when your eyes are used to seeing this room… …And then one day you see this room instead. Nothing special to see here, just some paint and polyurethane. And elbow grease. Lots of elbow grease. Worth it? Oh, I think so! The furniture isn’t all necessarily staying. I just threw some pieces in here to get an idea of how much room I had to work with. I’m still searching high and low for a bed that will fit this room. I spent all day Saturday searching every thrift store, garage sale and antique store in … Continue reading

What if four years was it?

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It might be the anguish of attempting to potty train a stubborn two year old, or it might be the weird pregnancy cravings for pineapple slushies when its thirty degrees outside, but I’ve had the enormous subject of parenting on the brain lately. It doesn’t matter what anyone could have told me, warned me, or coached me about parenting…the plain fact is, I had no idea what I was getting into before that first little girl of mine showed up. Have you ever noticed the only people who are experts at parenting are the ones who either don’t have any, or those who have had theirs so long ago they conveniently don’t recall half the things their kids did. Anybody who gets up every morning to face the day’s battles with a bewilderingly active, cantankerous and mischievous child or a mysteriously complex teenager will be the last person to claim … Continue reading

Thursday Snap Shots

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You’ll have to excuse the silence on the old blog this week…sometimes it seems I have to choose between being productive or blogging. This week has been a grand slam for getting things done, just not so much on the blogging side of it! No matter, we’ll catch back up in no time. So here’s what I’ve been up too… I’ve been putting in some crazy long hours giving the master bedroom a paint job. I’ll do a full blog post on this next week with further details. I couldn’t be more relieved that it is done! I just love the ceiling color, I bought it on a whim and it works really well in here. The Mister has been making excellent progress on the hall library. It needs a little more work and some trim and then I’ll hit it with a paint brush. So excited to get some books on … Continue reading

Excuses or Opportunities?

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Ever thought that God can’t do anything with you? Ever thought that you weren’t worth His time? Ever come up with a real dandy of an excuse as to why God shouldn’t expect you to do some particular thing? Pretty sure I have a time or ten! Funny thing is, God has been dealing with us humans for a long time…and He’s never yet met one that He couldn’t use… …How odd. The Bible is just chuck full of ordinary, rotten people just like you and me who did amazing things all because they let God use them. So what was that excuse I had again?? Maybe that excuse is really just an opportunity for God to do something amazing. Maybe God does a little “dumpster diving” Himself now and then to find that perfect piece of junk…to make into His treasure. If people can do it with pallets, and … Continue reading

Butterfly Spring Wreath

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A house’s front door is the sort of the mouth of the house. It’s either smiling or glowering at people. Some people’s front porches around here make me want to knock on the door and ask to pay a quarter to see the rest of the house. I’m kind of noisy like that. When I see blooming wreaths, old benches topped and fluffed with cheery shades of yellow and green, rusty antiques artfully displayed in flower beds, and window boxes exploding with flowers…I just know if the outside is that good, the inside has got be amazing. My front door, well, let’s just say, it is sort of like the fourteen year old tom-girl who just discovered lipstick and curling irons. You can tell she’s trying, and you feel like patting her on the back just to encourage her. You sort of want to tell her she’ll be a lady … Continue reading

The Master Bedroom Challenge

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Meet my newest project. She’s a real beauty, don’t you think? This is master bedroom in all it’s pink and wood glory. This room has some great potential. For starters, behind that open closet door, there’s the cutest little dresser built into the wall. Then there’s the wood floor, which is going to look as gorgeous as my hallway floor when it’s all said and done. And, I think the slope-y, cottage sort of shape to the room is charming. That said…To say I am lacking enthusiasm to do this room is an understatement.  It needs to be done. I know I’ll love it when it is done. But, oh me. I’ve about had it with painting wood walls. Nothing to do about that but just go for it, right? So here’s my plan. White walls, refinish the floor, and paint some sort of cool, calming color on the ceiling. … Continue reading

Give a sister a leg up

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Every now and then, I’ll take my two favorite little people to some sort of chicken nugget/ indoor play place providing establishment for a lunch out. The chance to eat their favorite food and to climb like monkeys with other kids is pretty much all two little girls need to make them deliriously happy. Who am I kidding? Skipping out on the lunch mess and the few moments of peace and quiet on the opposite side of the sound proof glass, with only the occasional wave or thumbs up required, makes me deliriously happy too! Sitting there idly scrolling through my phone, I watched little sister furiously pumping her chubby little legs, madly trying to shove herself up the ladder which was made for slightly taller children. Big sister came careening around the corner to her rescue. With a massive bear hug, much tugging, and a mighty heave she managed … Continue reading