Anthony and his Ironman. Yes I know it is misspelled in the title but that is how my boys says it. I am sitting at the computer with a pounding headache and this is why...
I am working on my bedroom trying to get all of the stuff put where it should go and Anthony enters stomping pulling on his hair. He lowers his eyebrows and says "Iwinman hair" in his lowest scariest voice. This is what he calls it when he lets me put pomade in his hair and style it. He swears he looks just like Ironman when I do it. Funny thing is that Ironman wears a full face mask and his hair doesn't show. Anywho I turn to look at him and his hair is wet. At first I thought that it was just him getting in the bathroom and getting his hands wet and then rubbing it on his head. My theory faded when I got a whiff. "Anthony show me." He quickly raised his hands up to keep me in my room and not out in the rest of the house saying "NO! NO! NO!" My insisting finally paid off and he lead me down the hallway into his room. There is laid my bottle of Faith Hill perfume my In-Laws got me for Christmas. My son is stomping around the house thinking he looks EXACTLY like Ironman while smelling like the perfume counter at your local Walgreens.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Wow what a Christmas!
It was very good to us and it turned out to be one of my favorites! The kids are at a wonderful age to appreciate the season and understand what it is all about. Addison would proudly tell you that it was Jesus birthday and Anthony would agree along with the fact that the fat man in the red suit was going to bring him presents.
The festivities started off with the Pennington Christmas. It was great to see family! Addison was a pill through most of the party and I spent most of the party standing out in the rain while she had a fit in the car. She was not a happy camper and was full of attitude. After a long nap (much needed) she came to life and was more cordial. :) Great food great conversation and family was a wonderful way to start out the Christmas season.
Leading into the later part of the month we had a volunteer appreciation room set up by the staff of Northside. They got together and baked up cookies and decorated the room so special for all of us. So nice to be appreciated for all of our work.
James' dad entered the hospital about a week and a half before Christmas. He has pneumonia. They had him all pumped up on steroids and poor man was so swollen. We took a trip to the hospital to see him and brighten his day. He made it home on Christmas Eve so that we could enjoy the Holiday with him. He was told he had a week to get his strength back or they were going to send him to a rehab center to help him. He is NOT wanting to go but finding it hard to find the will to get his strength up. We are trying to help him not give up. The grandkids are the only thing that seems to bring him a smile.
Christmas Eve I volunteered for the 9pm service at church to help out in the classroom. They had already had 2 services and had 2,600 people attend. WOW! I showed up after driving through the beginning of the snow storm that brought us the prettiest white Christmas. I arrived and found that I was the only one with kids for the 9pm service. Seems that the snow scared everyone into staying home. I laughed and so did everyone else when I said "So I came to church to watch my own kids?" I planned on James meeting me and we could attend the 11 service. I guess that goes back to memories of midnight mass when I was growing up. One of the staff ended up watching the kids and Crissy grabbed me and took me into the secret room where they had food prepared for the volunteers. :) I got to have a moment to myself with my friend and it was much appreciated. It wasn't a long break until Andrea (the head minister over the early childhood) came to tell me that Anthony fell in Bible land and was upset. She said she had things under control and laughed at all of the kids they had so far for the Christmas service and not one incident and my kids show up and Anthony has a black eye. lol
James arrived and we headed into the sanctuary for the service. Before the service could begin James' dad called lonely and wanting him and he decided to go and be with him. I sat with Crissy and Derek for the service. I had to chuckle a bit that the evening didn't turn out at all like I expected. The roads were super slick on the way home but we arrived safe and James made it home around 2 after he finally got his dad to go so sleep and get some rest.
When it was time for bed I crashed! James came in our room and laughed at his wrapping abilities being so poor and he asked if he could just give me my presents. I was more than happy to oblige! :) He slid the presents one by one under the comforter while I closed my eyes. I would dig around in the blanket to find new slippers, some accessories for the kitchen, new ink for our printer, a huge pack of batteries and a new memory card for the camera. Wait that doesn't fit my camera..... I GOT A NEW CAMERA! I was so excited! I had been wanting a new one that took AA batteries. I never have my camera charged up and have missed so many opportunities to snap a photo because of it. No longer. Just have to get the computer set up to load my pics they will follow soon.
Christmas morning Anthony was the first one up. Addison was still in a coma after fighting sleep till past 2am! (HELP!) He walked down the hallway to find his loot. "OH MAN!" was his response. So cute! He went to wake up sissy Addison by poking her in the face and saying "Thissy waked up! Thanta got us prethents!" Addison rolled over and said "We don't need presents. We just have a tree." ( I hope that this attitude stays through the teenage years. Will be much cheaper.) She finally rose from her slumber to find the presents. She woke up really quick. Victoria was soon to follow. The kids were so excited to find their Leapster, remote control car, and new Disney princess dolls. Anthony has been "fixing" things around the house with his Black and Decker tool set complete with tool belt, and Addison has been having tea parties with her dolls. Victoria hasn't put her hand held Leapster down since she opened it.
We got the kids dressed and put them down for a nap while James' went to help get his dad out of bed. When he got home we found Anthony standing in his room in a completely different outfit than we put him to bed in and wearing his tool belt. LOL! We headed out to my folks house to spend some time with them and enjoy a good dinner. The kids loved showing off their toys Santa brought to Grandma and Grandpa.
The day after Christmas we headed over to James' parents house for a feast and some Olympic present opening. The highlights were the apple pie, Victoria's 5 foot tall doll house, Anthony's semi filled with cars, and Addison's princess dress up set (complete with Addison's first pair of plastic high heel shoes) It was very hard to see James' dad in the state that he was in. He didn't say much but just sit there and stare at the kids opening presents. We ended the day with a pic of him and the whole family surrounding his hospital bed. We never do family pictures at the Craig Christmas and it was bittersweet that we did it this year. I think we all kind of know what is ahead and want to remember all being together this year. The kids gave him hugs and kisses and we loaded up the cars and headed home.
It was a very nice Christmas. It was a simple Christmas (the best kind) and not filled with the extra things that it is so easy to make it about. The kids were happy and everyone got along always a plus! Happy Birthday Jesus! Thanks for such a wonderful gift you gave us. Let us not stop remembering what the season is about.
The festivities started off with the Pennington Christmas. It was great to see family! Addison was a pill through most of the party and I spent most of the party standing out in the rain while she had a fit in the car. She was not a happy camper and was full of attitude. After a long nap (much needed) she came to life and was more cordial. :) Great food great conversation and family was a wonderful way to start out the Christmas season.
Leading into the later part of the month we had a volunteer appreciation room set up by the staff of Northside. They got together and baked up cookies and decorated the room so special for all of us. So nice to be appreciated for all of our work.
James' dad entered the hospital about a week and a half before Christmas. He has pneumonia. They had him all pumped up on steroids and poor man was so swollen. We took a trip to the hospital to see him and brighten his day. He made it home on Christmas Eve so that we could enjoy the Holiday with him. He was told he had a week to get his strength back or they were going to send him to a rehab center to help him. He is NOT wanting to go but finding it hard to find the will to get his strength up. We are trying to help him not give up. The grandkids are the only thing that seems to bring him a smile.
Christmas Eve I volunteered for the 9pm service at church to help out in the classroom. They had already had 2 services and had 2,600 people attend. WOW! I showed up after driving through the beginning of the snow storm that brought us the prettiest white Christmas. I arrived and found that I was the only one with kids for the 9pm service. Seems that the snow scared everyone into staying home. I laughed and so did everyone else when I said "So I came to church to watch my own kids?" I planned on James meeting me and we could attend the 11 service. I guess that goes back to memories of midnight mass when I was growing up. One of the staff ended up watching the kids and Crissy grabbed me and took me into the secret room where they had food prepared for the volunteers. :) I got to have a moment to myself with my friend and it was much appreciated. It wasn't a long break until Andrea (the head minister over the early childhood) came to tell me that Anthony fell in Bible land and was upset. She said she had things under control and laughed at all of the kids they had so far for the Christmas service and not one incident and my kids show up and Anthony has a black eye. lol
James arrived and we headed into the sanctuary for the service. Before the service could begin James' dad called lonely and wanting him and he decided to go and be with him. I sat with Crissy and Derek for the service. I had to chuckle a bit that the evening didn't turn out at all like I expected. The roads were super slick on the way home but we arrived safe and James made it home around 2 after he finally got his dad to go so sleep and get some rest.
When it was time for bed I crashed! James came in our room and laughed at his wrapping abilities being so poor and he asked if he could just give me my presents. I was more than happy to oblige! :) He slid the presents one by one under the comforter while I closed my eyes. I would dig around in the blanket to find new slippers, some accessories for the kitchen, new ink for our printer, a huge pack of batteries and a new memory card for the camera. Wait that doesn't fit my camera..... I GOT A NEW CAMERA! I was so excited! I had been wanting a new one that took AA batteries. I never have my camera charged up and have missed so many opportunities to snap a photo because of it. No longer. Just have to get the computer set up to load my pics they will follow soon.
Christmas morning Anthony was the first one up. Addison was still in a coma after fighting sleep till past 2am! (HELP!) He walked down the hallway to find his loot. "OH MAN!" was his response. So cute! He went to wake up sissy Addison by poking her in the face and saying "Thissy waked up! Thanta got us prethents!" Addison rolled over and said "We don't need presents. We just have a tree." ( I hope that this attitude stays through the teenage years. Will be much cheaper.) She finally rose from her slumber to find the presents. She woke up really quick. Victoria was soon to follow. The kids were so excited to find their Leapster, remote control car, and new Disney princess dolls. Anthony has been "fixing" things around the house with his Black and Decker tool set complete with tool belt, and Addison has been having tea parties with her dolls. Victoria hasn't put her hand held Leapster down since she opened it.
We got the kids dressed and put them down for a nap while James' went to help get his dad out of bed. When he got home we found Anthony standing in his room in a completely different outfit than we put him to bed in and wearing his tool belt. LOL! We headed out to my folks house to spend some time with them and enjoy a good dinner. The kids loved showing off their toys Santa brought to Grandma and Grandpa.
The day after Christmas we headed over to James' parents house for a feast and some Olympic present opening. The highlights were the apple pie, Victoria's 5 foot tall doll house, Anthony's semi filled with cars, and Addison's princess dress up set (complete with Addison's first pair of plastic high heel shoes) It was very hard to see James' dad in the state that he was in. He didn't say much but just sit there and stare at the kids opening presents. We ended the day with a pic of him and the whole family surrounding his hospital bed. We never do family pictures at the Craig Christmas and it was bittersweet that we did it this year. I think we all kind of know what is ahead and want to remember all being together this year. The kids gave him hugs and kisses and we loaded up the cars and headed home.
It was a very nice Christmas. It was a simple Christmas (the best kind) and not filled with the extra things that it is so easy to make it about. The kids were happy and everyone got along always a plus! Happy Birthday Jesus! Thanks for such a wonderful gift you gave us. Let us not stop remembering what the season is about.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Although I am a crafty person....
I have never attempted an ice sculpture. I will give my best attempt at an ice picture. Let me set the scene....
James calls and says he is on his way home for a night and will need me to come and pick him up at Walmart. No biggie except I have had no reason to de-ice the car up until that point. I headed out to the car with my $1 ice scraper in hand and my only pair of cheap one size fits all stretchy gloves. I am hanging on for dear life as I make my way the foot and a half to the car. We are talking SLICK to my Cali folks! I start to chisel away at the half ince covering on my car. About 2-10 min in my hands are soaking wet and FREEZING! I head back into the house to see if I can find another pair to get me through the rest of the job. I remember that I had went through all of my gloves and threw away all of the solo gloves a while back. Apparently I only had solo gloves left because I couldn't find a glove one (pun intended). I asked Victoria if she had her gloves and her response was "I only have one pink one." (oh the irony) Makenzie hears the conversation and says "Just use a sock." Genius! I head back into my bedroom where we have a mega storage tub of unmatched socks, my least fav chore. I grab two of James socks that will reach up almost to my elbow and head outside.
I am pretty amazed at how well things were going with my sock hand. Couldn't spread my fingers too well to get a good grip on the scraper but it was doing the job good enough. All of a sudden I hear the dog across the street having a fit. I am not a huge dog person but this dog barks all of the time and my neighbors (who are not the friendliest people and leave the window cracked in 20 degree weather to ventilate out funny smelling smoke from time to time) will not put him on a leash when they let him out. He is in the street barking his head off and trying to keep his footing on the ice. Sliding all over the place.
OK on to part two of the scene. Let's give a little more set up. My neighbor two doors down was outside one day and yelling. Mom and I was getting into the car to go somewhere and I tried to find out what was going on. Thought maybe he was just trying to say hi and was yelling to make sure I could hear him. I wave say a friendly hello and he continues to yell. I turn to mom and we give each other a what the heck kind of look. I say maybe he was on a bluetooth and talking to someone. I try to sneak a peak without being too obvious and there is nothing in his ears. It dawns on me that this man must have turrets. After that I notice that he drives the neighborhood quite a bit in his blue Taurus. He will make laps and will stop in front of our house after he misses his driveway and starts yelling at himself in the car throwing his hands in the air. I know it shouldn't be funny but well, it is. It is because 2 minutes later he misses his driveway again and the show starts over. I have seen him stop 2 to 3 times from my driveway to the stop sign (about 30 feet) and yell at himself. This could go on for a half hour a couple of times a day. We have just kind of gotten used to it and go along with life.
Now that you have a bit of the building of characters let's go back to the icy road. Dog barking remember? I lean over my hood to see what the dog is barking at, Mr. Blue Taurus two doors down. He is now walking down the road (too dangerous to drive?) with a random shopping bag and the dog and him are having a yelling match out in the road both looking like Bambi when Thumper tries to get him out on the ice. Both slipping and sliding and making as much noise as they possibly can. Taking turns, going back and forth. "Bark Bark Bark" and "LAKDJIB EKISU AS*HOLE LOUD FKJO SON OF A B@TCH!" I am now fighting back laughter and doing pretty well under the circumstances while still holding on for dear life to my own car so that I don't wipe out. This goes on for about 20 seconds when I hear a new voice "TOBY YOU SH*THEAD! GET OUT OF THE ROAD!!! IM GOING TO CHOKE THE H#LL OUT OF YOU!!!" It is my neighbor. She is in curlers, cigarette, and a red bathrobe and is sliding down the driveway trying to get at the dog to keep this from getting any worse (could it?) She is yelling over all of the barking and slurred profanity in the road. The dog and man stop dead in their tracks and then the man starts speaking very sweetly to the woman "Oh don't fall be careful. Don't fall." The dog begins to bark at him again and he freaks out all over again and starts yelling as loud as he can wincing, sliding, and holding the grocery bag that I am still curious about as I type this. What was in that bag?!? She is trying to keep her balance cig in one hand and leash in the other while keeping her bathrobe closed. It was a 3 ring circus and I had front row seats!!!
It was about then as I am standing their trying to maintain my composure at the spectacle that my neighbors are making of themselves that I am the crazy neighbor outside scraping the ice off her car with a sock on her hand.
In case you were wondering blue Taurus wins!
James calls and says he is on his way home for a night and will need me to come and pick him up at Walmart. No biggie except I have had no reason to de-ice the car up until that point. I headed out to the car with my $1 ice scraper in hand and my only pair of cheap one size fits all stretchy gloves. I am hanging on for dear life as I make my way the foot and a half to the car. We are talking SLICK to my Cali folks! I start to chisel away at the half ince covering on my car. About 2-10 min in my hands are soaking wet and FREEZING! I head back into the house to see if I can find another pair to get me through the rest of the job. I remember that I had went through all of my gloves and threw away all of the solo gloves a while back. Apparently I only had solo gloves left because I couldn't find a glove one (pun intended). I asked Victoria if she had her gloves and her response was "I only have one pink one." (oh the irony) Makenzie hears the conversation and says "Just use a sock." Genius! I head back into my bedroom where we have a mega storage tub of unmatched socks, my least fav chore. I grab two of James socks that will reach up almost to my elbow and head outside.
I am pretty amazed at how well things were going with my sock hand. Couldn't spread my fingers too well to get a good grip on the scraper but it was doing the job good enough. All of a sudden I hear the dog across the street having a fit. I am not a huge dog person but this dog barks all of the time and my neighbors (who are not the friendliest people and leave the window cracked in 20 degree weather to ventilate out funny smelling smoke from time to time) will not put him on a leash when they let him out. He is in the street barking his head off and trying to keep his footing on the ice. Sliding all over the place.
OK on to part two of the scene. Let's give a little more set up. My neighbor two doors down was outside one day and yelling. Mom and I was getting into the car to go somewhere and I tried to find out what was going on. Thought maybe he was just trying to say hi and was yelling to make sure I could hear him. I wave say a friendly hello and he continues to yell. I turn to mom and we give each other a what the heck kind of look. I say maybe he was on a bluetooth and talking to someone. I try to sneak a peak without being too obvious and there is nothing in his ears. It dawns on me that this man must have turrets. After that I notice that he drives the neighborhood quite a bit in his blue Taurus. He will make laps and will stop in front of our house after he misses his driveway and starts yelling at himself in the car throwing his hands in the air. I know it shouldn't be funny but well, it is. It is because 2 minutes later he misses his driveway again and the show starts over. I have seen him stop 2 to 3 times from my driveway to the stop sign (about 30 feet) and yell at himself. This could go on for a half hour a couple of times a day. We have just kind of gotten used to it and go along with life.
Now that you have a bit of the building of characters let's go back to the icy road. Dog barking remember? I lean over my hood to see what the dog is barking at, Mr. Blue Taurus two doors down. He is now walking down the road (too dangerous to drive?) with a random shopping bag and the dog and him are having a yelling match out in the road both looking like Bambi when Thumper tries to get him out on the ice. Both slipping and sliding and making as much noise as they possibly can. Taking turns, going back and forth. "Bark Bark Bark" and "LAKDJIB EKISU AS*HOLE LOUD FKJO SON OF A B@TCH!" I am now fighting back laughter and doing pretty well under the circumstances while still holding on for dear life to my own car so that I don't wipe out. This goes on for about 20 seconds when I hear a new voice "TOBY YOU SH*THEAD! GET OUT OF THE ROAD!!! IM GOING TO CHOKE THE H#LL OUT OF YOU!!!" It is my neighbor. She is in curlers, cigarette, and a red bathrobe and is sliding down the driveway trying to get at the dog to keep this from getting any worse (could it?) She is yelling over all of the barking and slurred profanity in the road. The dog and man stop dead in their tracks and then the man starts speaking very sweetly to the woman "Oh don't fall be careful. Don't fall." The dog begins to bark at him again and he freaks out all over again and starts yelling as loud as he can wincing, sliding, and holding the grocery bag that I am still curious about as I type this. What was in that bag?!? She is trying to keep her balance cig in one hand and leash in the other while keeping her bathrobe closed. It was a 3 ring circus and I had front row seats!!!
It was about then as I am standing their trying to maintain my composure at the spectacle that my neighbors are making of themselves that I am the crazy neighbor outside scraping the ice off her car with a sock on her hand.
In case you were wondering blue Taurus wins!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
There are few things more frustrating to a Blogger than...
stupid camera problems. I have so many things I have wanted to share but they are locked away on my camera because for some reason our Adobe won't let me upload from our card. With my mom's camera it is perfectly normal. So I am at the mercy of mom's memory card to share things.
I want to take some before and after pics of rooms. Everything has been changing so often that I forgot to even take a before. I need to get a new camera. I believe that I will for Christmas, I like to share pics. Until then here are some great no house related shots that were taken off of my mom's camera a few days ago.
Love this shot of the girls. They had so much fun in Charlestown dancing in the gazebo.
There is nothing I repeat NOTHING more awesome than my Papaw Gee!
I want to take some before and after pics of rooms. Everything has been changing so often that I forgot to even take a before. I need to get a new camera. I believe that I will for Christmas, I like to share pics. Until then here are some great no house related shots that were taken off of my mom's camera a few days ago.
Mom and I at Paula Dean's restaurant playing with fried green maters.
Addison thought it was cool so she played with her croutons.
Anthony eating his salad with a knife. Whatever works kids, whatever works.
Addison waiting to get into Santa's workshop. She had just told me that Santa was "handsome"
Checking out Grandma's breakables on the railing to the basement stairs.
Love this shot of the girls. They had so much fun in Charlestown dancing in the gazebo.
"I feel like I'm forgetting something...I mentioned the Corvette right?"
"Um, I just want Ironman stuff. Can we just get to the part where you give me the candy cane?"
Christmas card worthy.
Anthony fell asleep with his water guns in hand. You never know when a robber is going to break in. You want to always be prepared.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Checking it twice
That is things off of my to do list. I am in the mode of getting stuff done around here. I have come to the realization that it is too cold to be spray painting outside and that painting the rooms is a no go because I am not having the windows open with it being 30 outside.
I have reached into the shed and pulled out the colors that were painted in my bedroom and bathroom and painted over the blocks of color that I put on the wall when I thought we were going to go blue and brown. First thing that smacked you in the face when you walked in the room was my blue and brown idea in a big 2 foot smeared section. Goodbye blue and brown that reminded me of another project unfinished, and also goodbye big huge sections of wall unpainted from where I took down the mirrors over the bathtub. You are now painted the color that the rest of the wall was/is in the bathroom. I have painted over the big rubbed areas over the bed where my loving husband sleeps with his forehead up against the wall, goodbye! It was like painting with toothpaste but it is done. Those cans of paint have been in the shed for 7 years frozen and boiling in the heat over and over again. It is not perfect and I am ok with that and a project that wasn't finished is no longer staring me in the face as soon as I enter our room. This leaves me happier and more at peace in my home.
I have been obsessed with the blog called Nesting Place (thanks Jill) and it has given me permission to have a cute home that is decorated and comfortable by not worrying so much on perfection and just dealing with what I have. She is doing a "Less is More" series and I have taken it to heart. I am working on finishing the projects that I know work in the budget and can be done with little to no time. Don't over complicate just finish. It has been freeing.
Monday night my In-laws gave me a Victoria break and kept her for he night. I got to sleep in a little and the twins and I had a nice day. We had a date at Walmart to pick up some supplies that I needed for some Christmas projects I have going and we even had lunch at Burger King just the three of us. I braved going in and eating instead of hitting up the drive thru and taking it back home. The kids really loved it and I am going to try my best to do this once a week to grab a dollar burger and just sit with my kids and enjoy being out in public gnawing on a french fry. Side note: When I take the kids out or we hit up a drive thru I always ask the kids burger or Chicken? Anthony's response is always "French Fries". He firmly believes THAT is the main course of a kids meal. While sitting in Burger King yesterday I asked Addison about Christmas and was grinning from ear to ear when she told me it was Jesus' birthday. I talked to her a bit about Santa and asked her how Santa knows what you would like for Christmas and her response was, "We go to his house get him out and talk REAL LOUD!" No mention of a letter or even sitting on his lap. We are going to drag that fat man out of his house and yell at him!
I have reached into the shed and pulled out the colors that were painted in my bedroom and bathroom and painted over the blocks of color that I put on the wall when I thought we were going to go blue and brown. First thing that smacked you in the face when you walked in the room was my blue and brown idea in a big 2 foot smeared section. Goodbye blue and brown that reminded me of another project unfinished, and also goodbye big huge sections of wall unpainted from where I took down the mirrors over the bathtub. You are now painted the color that the rest of the wall was/is in the bathroom. I have painted over the big rubbed areas over the bed where my loving husband sleeps with his forehead up against the wall, goodbye! It was like painting with toothpaste but it is done. Those cans of paint have been in the shed for 7 years frozen and boiling in the heat over and over again. It is not perfect and I am ok with that and a project that wasn't finished is no longer staring me in the face as soon as I enter our room. This leaves me happier and more at peace in my home.
I have been obsessed with the blog called Nesting Place (thanks Jill) and it has given me permission to have a cute home that is decorated and comfortable by not worrying so much on perfection and just dealing with what I have. She is doing a "Less is More" series and I have taken it to heart. I am working on finishing the projects that I know work in the budget and can be done with little to no time. Don't over complicate just finish. It has been freeing.
Monday night my In-laws gave me a Victoria break and kept her for he night. I got to sleep in a little and the twins and I had a nice day. We had a date at Walmart to pick up some supplies that I needed for some Christmas projects I have going and we even had lunch at Burger King just the three of us. I braved going in and eating instead of hitting up the drive thru and taking it back home. The kids really loved it and I am going to try my best to do this once a week to grab a dollar burger and just sit with my kids and enjoy being out in public gnawing on a french fry. Side note: When I take the kids out or we hit up a drive thru I always ask the kids burger or Chicken? Anthony's response is always "French Fries". He firmly believes THAT is the main course of a kids meal. While sitting in Burger King yesterday I asked Addison about Christmas and was grinning from ear to ear when she told me it was Jesus' birthday. I talked to her a bit about Santa and asked her how Santa knows what you would like for Christmas and her response was, "We go to his house get him out and talk REAL LOUD!" No mention of a letter or even sitting on his lap. We are going to drag that fat man out of his house and yell at him!
Friday, December 3, 2010
Christmas Tea at Northside
Tonight was the first night of the Christmas Tea at Northside. I have never been to this event but was asked to help sing during it. There is a group of about 6 of us. We sang a Christmas carol medley. I got distracted singing by looking at all of the beautifully decorated tables. Some of these women really went all out on their tables. Some had decorated Christmas trees as a center piece, one was a Grinch theme and adorable!! HUGE turnout! We are having it two different nights and was asked to do a third but two nights took enough organization and energy that there really wasn't any volunteers left to do any more. We had nearly 50 tables at 8 people each so we were looking at 400 people there tonight and another 400 tomorrow. It was a great way to kick off the Christmas season. The speaker was amazing and spoke on anticipation and how we have lost it. She spoke of being a professional rewrapper of presents. She is a pro at unwrapping gifts that are for her and then rewrapping them so that nobody knows. She had all of us in stitches during her stories until she reached the part of losing her daughter to Cancer at age 14. She brought the story around to anticipation and losing the moment being worried about things. She took all of the anticipation of her gifts for Christmas away by sneaking a peak. She never anticipated her daughter getting Cancer and learned to take each moment as a gift. She really put things in perspective and did an amazing job! So glad to be a part of it.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Spray paint, and color swatches, and BHG.com-OH MY!
I am driving my family nuts with trying to redo the house! I have everything in transition mode while decisions come together in my head as to what I am wanting to do with the space. Trying to eliminate the office area out of the living room to allow for more seating for our large family and fit an office area into our bedroom where space is limited is about to make my head spin. I have great ideas and then start them but never finish. I don't have the time to complete things before the bus comes.
The living room is going from white walls to a nice golden yellow to warm the place up a bit. I have moved stuff around a bit and found great deals in clearance sections and thrift stores. This includes my awesome black bar stools for extra seating at dinner for $15 at Goodwill and with a staple gun and some great fabric from Ben Franklin's they look AMAZING! I then found two wooden kids chairs at the Salvation Army for $3.50 each and spray painted them black and upholstered them with the same fabric as the stools so that they have matching chairs. They fit great with my black end tables for the living room so they have their own little dinning room in the living room. I have popped out the ugly 90's glass out of the cabinets and still trying to figure out what I am going to put in instead. Fabric? maybe something extra funky? Possibilities are endless!
The kitchen is going to be kind of retro feeling. I found an adorable fabric in Hobby Lobby that is white with multi color polka dots. Baby blue, burgundy, light green, the mustard color in the living room, and orange. They have coordinating fabric in the same colors with daisies, and stripes. I am going to try my hand at some home made roman shades that I found online using mini blinds and a nice valance to go on top. Still debating on painting the cabinets can't quite make up my mind on that one.
The living room is going from white walls to a nice golden yellow to warm the place up a bit. I have moved stuff around a bit and found great deals in clearance sections and thrift stores. This includes my awesome black bar stools for extra seating at dinner for $15 at Goodwill and with a staple gun and some great fabric from Ben Franklin's they look AMAZING! I then found two wooden kids chairs at the Salvation Army for $3.50 each and spray painted them black and upholstered them with the same fabric as the stools so that they have matching chairs. They fit great with my black end tables for the living room so they have their own little dinning room in the living room. I have popped out the ugly 90's glass out of the cabinets and still trying to figure out what I am going to put in instead. Fabric? maybe something extra funky? Possibilities are endless!
The kitchen is going to be kind of retro feeling. I found an adorable fabric in Hobby Lobby that is white with multi color polka dots. Baby blue, burgundy, light green, the mustard color in the living room, and orange. They have coordinating fabric in the same colors with daisies, and stripes. I am going to try my hand at some home made roman shades that I found online using mini blinds and a nice valance to go on top. Still debating on painting the cabinets can't quite make up my mind on that one.
Our bedroom, oh our bedroom has changed many many times and I finally found my inspiration at Michael's. I purchased a light silver comforter set in Tuesday Morning that I fell in love with after my obsession with the brown and blue comforter I found in Meijer. I opened it up and although very affordable you could tell it was affordable with the quality of the stitching. It was already ripped and didn't appear at all like it did on the picture, so silver I went. This seems to be the new decorating trend from what it appears in magazines. Silver or grey is the new trendy neutral. I couldn't find what color I wanted to accent with so while in Michaels I headed to the scrapbook paper and found this gem...
I would never put orange, yellow, and grey together but I fell in love with this and the other papers that are available in this color scheme are great! I have spray painted everything that doesn't move including all of my photo frames black and then framed these scrapbook papers in different sizes. I have taken the canopy off of the bed and am going to make an upholstered head board for our bed. I have painted this adorable little dresser for jewelry that I got from my Mamaw's house to match the color and pattern of the grey swatch above, with black trim and drawer pulls. I am still trying to figure out the color for the walls. I believe that grey might be a bit much and had a friend of mine suggest the yellow for the bedroom to go with the orangey red that I am set on for the bath. Now just to win the lottery and hire a live in nanny so that I can craft away. Still so much to get done and the weather isn't helping with getting projects done outside.
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