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Tuesday, October 6, 2009

I Love a Deal!

My soon-to-be eleven year old daughter tried out for wresting yesterday. One of the mothers asked if she was a tomboy. I would have to say no. When she first asked to try out, I thought why? Her father had done quite well-going to nationals and coaching, but that was before she was born. So I asked. She said, "she could beat up the boys without getting in trouble."



So last night I was on a mission to find tight fitting long shorts. I ended up going to the sports store even though I had a ten dollar card I'd received in the mail for Kohls. There just weren't any shorts in her size. So with a package of undershirts on sale for Phoebe and a clearanced black flower pin, I spent a whooping .98cents(on what would have normally cost twenty-two dollars!). I love a deal!!
And it looks great on my hat!!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Before and After


I have wanted a 1920's dressing table for a very long time. I got a really good deal on this one and have had it in storage for five years or so. Unfortunately, the mahogany veneer had been painted white. I know the whole shabby chic thing had been going on, and I do like that look; however, it just doesn't seem practical to me with three kids and two cats. Additionally, the surface of the dresser felt like there was sand in the paint.

To make a long story short, I wanted to bring the dressing table in from the garage. It needed painting,(there is no other choice once the veneer has been painted). I thought that black would be more modern. So began the transformation...









It was an incredible transformation. I think it is so much closer to the look it would have originally had, plus the black seems to hide so many of the imperfections. I finally have the old dressing table I've wanted for so long-for $55 and a can of paint. What a deal!



Thank you Charlie for making it beautiful!

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

The Hair Cut



After my youngest son's graduation from kindergarten, we headed to his Aunt's work for a haircut. He had been talking about this for weeks.

Did I mention he wanted a mohawk? Don't forget the color; green!


That would be green for him, blue for his brother and pink streaks for his sister. It's summer. Why not?

Albert, Adam, and Phoebe with their Aunt Amy all smiles about their summer hairdos.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

"Bug" in a Rug


My newest endeavor. I'm crocheting a rug out of two inch strips of fabric for under my dinning room table. The rug ended up being about seven feet long and seems to take about a yard of fabric to finish a row. So needless to say, I'm finding a use for my stashes of fabric I have failed to do anything with.

My cat lovebug thinks it is a huge cat toy. Every morning I can tell she has been tearing it up during the night. She also thinks my pile of torn fabric not yet rolled into balls, makes a great bed.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

What is Precious to Us




I know I haven't written much lately. We had a death in the family recently. My children's grandmother died. She was very sick and it was expected, but always hard to deal with. Last weekend we gathered the family together...we released balloons with a "wish" written on them. The children were thrilled that grandma was going to catch their balloons in heaven. My ten year old daughter, Phoebe, wrote; I wish grandma visits me in my dreams forever. It was so sweet, it brought tears to my eyes.


Our children are so precious. They bring joy to my life everyday. Albert is my little clown. He always make us smile. "I'm winking at you"




AJ is the middle child, more sensitive and serious that his brother and sister. He's always been a little gentleman.