It’s time for the ubiquitous post that every lifestyle blog must have. You guessed it…
LOL. I’ve seen so many great Pinterest pins leading to major overhauls on cabinetry, and it ends up looking amazing. But I don’t ever trust myself to start with something that big, because while most things I try work out well, some just don’t. At all. And since I was afraid the gel stain would fall into this category, I decided to do it on my dining room chairs.
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Earlier this year I pulled out a cross stitch project I hadn’t completed or even touched in a number of years.
Unfortunately I have several of these! There’s one of the Charleston SC south Battery Homes that I started in college and hasn’t been added to in probably 20 years now….
I’m a pretty devout environmentalist, if there can be such a thing. I’m always out taking pictures of birds and insects; it’s one of my favorite hobbies. There’s nothing like fresh air, a bit of hiking, and some awesome animals to help me relax after a busy week working.
Since I love the environment, I’m pretty big into the three Rs: reduce, reuse, recycle. So I have really enjoyed watching the transformation of this pine tree cavity I’m about to show you.
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I feel like such a nerd writing this. Not like a real intellectual, just your garden-variety dork. See, I love to read. And the books I enjoy are pretty varied, usually. But I have developed an absolute obsession with YA dystopian fiction.
YA, as in young adult. Which I am not. I have the “adult” covered, but I can barely see “young” in the rear view mirror.
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It’s officially fall in the northern hemisphere. I thought I’d try to get in the spirit by doing some decorating. I needed a day off anyway, so I headed over to Home Goods with $50 in gift certificates from my TJ Maxx credit card. I was mainly looking for dishes to use for food photography for the blog, but I came across a CUTE table runner and decided it would look awesome under the pot of orange mums in a galvanized bucket that was a gift from my BFF. And it was long enough for my farmhouse table – where 72″ will simply not cut it.
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Meet Joe.
Joe is short for Sun Joe SPX3001, which just happens to be my new power washer.
I really didn’t think we needed a power washer. The brick pavers looked a bit dingy, but they’d been washed a couple of years ago when the house was painted, so they should still be good, right?
Wrong….
Although I hate the term, I’m one of those serial entrepreneurs. I’m also one of those people who never finishes what they start. Over the decades just a few, small number of years, this has led to tons of clutter. Half-finished craft projects, a garage full of junk our family no longer needs, and websites never completed or abandoned to other passions.
Which is where this blog has sat for the past 3 years as I was “busy” doing other things.
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Sometimes a recipe post is brought about by sheer desperation.
I’ve had this recipe printed out on a piece of computer paper for, well, about 8 years. It was given to me, along with a full meal that included the dish, when my youngest was born. I’ve referred to it many times, so it’s covered in splashes and splatters, but the worse part is that one of my kids used it to make a Sharpie work of art on the back that almost obliterated the instructions.
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I’m finally coming out of my “summer is here” denial phase. It followed my “I refuse to help with any more homework” attitude that coated the last three weeks of school. But now that the kids are home, I’m looking at more fun things to do with them.
Of course, being summer, baseball season is also on us, which means us girls get a lot of time together at home. So we’ve been making it fun – last night the girls gave me a makeover (!), and tonight we made dinner together. Since my daughters are 7 and 9, I still like to keep it pretty simple. And pizzadillas was something I knew they’d eat and be fairly safe cooking, too.
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Back in April, I joined a local running group that my soon-to-be friend Michelle started on Meetup.com. Most of the new Meetup groups I get alerted to are in Orlando, but this one was local…I mean REALLY local. I could run to the meeting point (but I don’t). I didn’t know any of the group when we started, but many of them I’m happy to count among my friends now.
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