I have found a new love. A new blog love, that is. My Momma Made It, which I found by clicking on a tutorial on OnePrettyThing.
I haven’t made it through all her posts yet, but I’m totally in love with her clothing refashion! Look at just a few of the lovelies I found!
So cute!! I’m really thinking about dabbling in clothing refashion because I truly despise most clothing these days. And the stuff I love is really, really expensive.
Do you have any new blogs I should follow? Especially clothing/sewing/craft/home decor blogs?
To be honest, cleaning out the panty, spice cabinet, and refrigerator was awesome. No, seriously. It was like, therapeutic to clean all that muck out.
I’m really proud of the outcome too. And, Matt noticed all the work I did without my having to mention it!!
My kitchen is a disaster. A few weeks ago, Apartment Therapy posted about their Fall Kitchen Cure. It was perfect timing. I was motivated and determined. So, I joined.
And then, I fell off the wagon.
You know, life gets in the way. So today, I finally had a whole day off and decided to get to work.
The first assignment was to take before pictures(!!) and then clean out the fridge and pantry.
So, I tidied up my kitchen and took some before pictures. The directions specifically said do not clean. I didn’t clean out any cabinet or wipe out the fridge or anything. I just did the dirty dishes and wiped the counters off.
So, here’s the before.
I have a tiny kitchen. It was one of the biggest downfalls of this house and I knew it would eventually be a problem. We bought the house anyway.
Pretty boring, huh? I know what you’re thinking. There’s nothing wrong with this girl’s kitchen, she’s crazy. Yeah, think that all you want. Shall we open the cabinets?
You didn’t think I was going to leave my window looking like that forever, did you? I’ll admit, it’s been like that for way, way too long.
Anywho, after fighting with those cheap ass mini blinds that my two horrendous cats were likely to just chew right back up for 2 hours and then gloriously giving up, I decided it was time for custom window treatments. Yep, I’m that person that calls curtains “window treatments.” The thing is, what I had in mind wasn’t exactly “curtains.”
Since I was replacing my mini blinds, privacy was of the utmost importance. The neighborhood we live in is cozy and close-knit. Those are nice words for the houses are built right on top of each other and my neighbors are nosy. Yeah. We typically keep our house pretty much on lockdown.
So, replacing the blinds with curtains wasn’t going to get it done. I don’t want my neighbors to be able to see each and every move I make. Or that I tend to get dressed at the very last minute before walking out the door. So, instead of curtains, I decided roman shades would be the perfect replacement for my mini blinds.
I did a Google image search for inspiration and boy did I ever find inspiration!
Here’s another item for my I love/husband hates list.
The Hibiscus Wing Chair from Pier 1.
Seriously, this one will find a way into my house. I don’t care what hubby says.
So, a few months ago, Amy (she of ballet flats and banana bread) tweeted about her wish for this cute little bag. Unfortunately, she lacked the skills (so she says) to make it. Since she gocco’d my OOT bags for the wedding a few months ago for me, I decided it would be a good plan to make her this bag. You know, as a thank you!
She’d already bought fabric, so I had her ship it to me. It took me forever to get started, but it was so easy to put together! Honestly, I finished it in one night (except for the embellishment).
The original pattern called for this funny little button placket thing that looked really, really stupid once I’d sewn it on. After consulting Amy, we decided to add a little flower, thanks to this tutorial!
By the way, that little flower was SUPER easy to make!!
I can’t wait to give it to her this weekend when I see her in New Orleans! I hope she likes it!
What is it about mini blinds that makes cats want to chew on them? I don’t have a single mini blind in my house that has been spared from our cats.
So, a few weeks ago, I decided it was high time I replace all these chewed up mini blinds with fresh, non-chewed mini blinds. I decided I would only buy a few at a time, and I would start with the front windows. And, knowing that we won’t be in this house long, I decided to replace them with cheapo mini blinds from Wal-Mart. Yep, the $3.97 version. Chances were good that my cats were going to chew them all up again anyway.
So, I took the old set down and attempted to mount the new set in the same brackets. They wouldn’t fit, the support bracket was in the wrong place. And, those nifty plastic pieces that slide into the end brackets to keep the shade in were missing, so, I figured I’d just pull down the old hardware and put the new hardware up. The holes were already drilled, so I figured it wouldn’t be that big of a deal.
Boy, was I ever wrong!
Who would have thought that I would have had that much trouble getting the new hardware up. It appears that who ever put the first set in was a complete and utter moron. There were so many holes in the window frames that it was next to impossible to get the new hardware in the right place. So, pretty soon, the sun was setting, my child needed a bath, and my mini blinds were not up in the window where they belonged.
Remember when I decided to start with my front window? Yeah, so now that I have no mini blinds, everyone can see straight into my living room. This was completely unacceptable.
So, as a temporary solution, I duct taped (yes, you read that right) a blanket over the window.
How classy is that?
Matt came home and told me it was “pretty ghetto.” I tend to agree.
We’ve since replaced the duct tape with nails. How was I supposed to know that duct tape would eat my paint!? Good thing that wall needed painted anyway!
And my husband would absolutely hate it.
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It’s like patchwork and it reminds me of a quilt. Perhaps I can put it in my craft room? A girl can dream right?
No, I’m not pregnant.
Now that that’s out of the way, this makes me want a baby just so I can put him in this way too cute costume!
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Awwwww.. I mean really, how cute it that?!
Ok, I’m done wanting a baby now.
Writing for WeddingBee was is (I haven’t really finished my recaps yet) the most wonderful and amazing experience. I won’t say that it was more wonderful than the wedding itself, but it certainly made the planning a hell of a lot more enjoyable. I was surrounded by women who were experiencing the same thing I was, and didn’t mind the fact that I prattled on and on about the most minor detail endlessly, cause it was super interesting to them. Those women, the writers, my fellow Bees, are some of the most amazing, creative, strong women I’ve ever met.
Anyway, we all have our favorite writers. And long before I was writing for WeddingBee, I was reading WeddingBee. Religiously. Like, refreshing the page hundreds of times a day, just to see if something new had been posted. And getting frustrated on the weekends (especially when I was working) because there wasn’t enough WeddingBee to entertain me. (don’t judge, you do it too) Sure, the boards were there, but I’m not really good at that stuff. I read everything. But I never commented or posted my thoughts. I’m not good at that.
This post is not supposed to be about WeddingBee. But I’m not totally off topic. One of the Bee’s that I absolutely loved when I was just a reader was Miss Avocado. She was honest, and spoke her mind, and I really liked that about her. Mostly because she managed to do it eloquently, and that is something I can’t ever manage to do. Honesty typically comes out of my mouth all wrong, and then I end up apologizing.
After her wedding, she started blogging as That Wife. (I wish I’d thought of something as clever as that, she has a whole blog legacy, that girl, that bride, that wife, and her husband is that husband..so cute!) And she continued to be honest, and awesome. I use that word alot, I know, but I mean it sincerely every time. She is. I’ll admit, I have a little girl crush on Jenna. I hope I’ll get the honor of meeting her some day.
So, Jenna recently found out she is pregnant. I’m beyond excited for her (and the 8 other pregnant bees, and the handful of my friends who are also expecting right now). But especially for her, because I know how much she wants this and how important it is to her.
Jenna, being who Jenna is, has been writing very candidly about her views on childbirth. Now, Jenna and I don’t always see eye to eye. And I, being who I am, tend to not say anything when we disagree. She’s gotten a lot of flack, and quite a few rude comments, and I like her too much to contribute to that. Plus, I’m not articulate. It would have come out all hibbity jibbity and I didn’t want to make an idiot of myself all over Jenna’s blog.
If you haven’t read these posts, and you want to, here are the links.
