Monday, February 27, 2012

Oh, hi Monday...it's you again.

Why is it that every other part of the week can seem to drag by, but the weekend comes and, before you can say "but I have so much to do!" it's gone and it's Monday. Again. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate Mondays, but dang if I wouldn't love to just be able to stay here at home hang out with my little black dog and create. Or dig in the dirt. Or curl up in the big chair with a pot of tea, a blanket and a good book. Now THAT sounds amazing on this chilly February morning!

But, like it or not, it is Monday and in a few hours, I'll be in my little car driving the 65 miles to my day job. This week will mark 90 days since I made the decision to close my shop and get a 'real' job. It's been interesting and I've been challenged. Which is a good thing. The drive itself is beautiful. So much green. And the hour or so that it takes to get there has had another benefit. Thanks to my Ipod and Audible.com, I've 'read' some really good books. And I'm learning French!

It was cold and we had some wild weather this weekend so not much got done around the house, but we did manage to drive into town and have Sunday dinner with Ken's family in honor of his upcoming 50th birthday. My husband is a quiet man and has never been one to like big productions. He put his foot down when it came to this landmark birthday. No party. So it was a quiet dinner of roast beef and potatoes and the awesome cake that I was able to surprise him with; a cake in the shape of his favorite high school ride. It was a 1967 Camero and a car I'll never forget. Judging by the smile on his face I think he was pleased.

 

So, here's to Monday and the start of a new week. Hoping that it's a wonderful week for all of us!

Sunday, February 26, 2012

A Plethora of Projects

We bought our home in the fall of 2001. I had seen it in the paper for a few weeks and though the picture was a bad one, I somehow just knew it was suppose to be ours. I finally talked Ken into going out with a realtor to "just look" and the rest, they say, is history. Since the day we signed papers on this wonderful 1928 fixer, we've been knee deep in projects. Seems like it's a never ending cycle.

But for the last 4 years or so things have been put on hold. I had gotten so wrapped up in my retail store that our home had gotten put on the back burner. I finally decided that the only way to get back on track was to just START. Anywhere. So, trash bag in one hand and a hammer in the other, I headed upstairs. What a mess!


Since the closing of my business ( ok, for the entire time we've lived in the house) the upstairs has been a catchall. I have visions of this room being an amazing home studio.

And today, my hammer and I got started....


The room is small but was made even smaller with this wall dividing it in half. I hated going into the back part. Just the few boards that I tore down made a huge difference.

Talk about layer upon layer of paper, paint, plaster...


It's going to be a big job, but the good news is that it's more labor and time than cost. I can't wait to show you the steps to this renovation! I plan on putting in an hour a day before I go off to work. I think Mr. Smart was getting a bit nervous at all the banging going on and he finally poked his head up the stairs to see what I was up to. Not sure he's thrilled at my "Can DO!" attitude, but if I can keep up the momentum, I might have my studio space before summer sets in.



Saturday, February 25, 2012

Beautiful Spring

I took a drive into town today and saw the most beautiful signs of Spring. Some happy little daffodils; a huge red rhododendron heavy with saucer sized blooms. My own yard is showing signs as well. It's funny to me that daffodils are my favorite flower, yet I still haven't planted the drifts of them that I've visualized blooming here at my home. I think about it every fall and then, before you know it, it's winter again and no bulbs can be found!

For some time now, I've wanted to start a blog dedicated to my Grandmother and the things that she taught me. I think she loved Spring as much as I do. Today, seeing the bright yellow of the daffodils gave me such a lift that I decided it's the perfect time to launch the new blog. Spring, full of such hope and new beginnings. I hope that through my posts and my pictures that you can get to know my Grandmother Lillian and the life lessons she taught me. And I hope you get to know me as well!



I have so many things to share that I can't wait to get started.

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