There are wonderful, horrible, sad, joyful things going on in the world at this very moment. Of this I am sure. . .and I am aware of some of them–both good and bad. But here is a list of trivial things that will neither effect nor change the world. . .it’s just the view from my little corner of it.

1. I have a cold. I HATE having a cold in the summer time. I woke up this morning thinking it was allergies, but Claritin has done nothing for it, so it’s a cold. It is my end of school malady for this year. My body collapses when school is out. I am due.

2. Tony and I saw the new Indiana Jones movie after school yesterday. It was fine–lots of action–I agree with the reviewers who say “it could have been more.” On the other hand, Harrison Ford still knows how to sport a Fedora AND crack that whip.

3. After the movie we went to eat at Logan’s Roadhouse–home of peanuts on the table and shells on the floor–and REALLY good veggie skewers.

4. I got two pairs of decent length shorts today for $5 each on clearance AND two new “girlie” tops that are decent as well.

5. Before I found my bargains, I had to shop for bras. I hate to shop for bras like I hate having a cold in the summer.

6. We are about to burn a pile ‘o wood. And it’s big. As in huge. As in really, really, REALLY large.

That’s Victoria in front of the pile. Victoria is 4′ 11″ tall. You cannot see the edges of the pile in this photo. It’s a big pile. It must be burned so we can put a house atop the plot of earth it currently occupies. Tony talked to the “fire chief” of the Tri-County fire department tonight who promptly took an evening drive with his wife to view our pile and give it the thumbs up for burning. He thanked us for letting them know so that when 250 people call to report a large plume of smoke, he can assure them that it’s a “controlled burn.” Let’s hope it stays controlled.

7. School is out. Out. Out. Out. Of course, I have to take four different classes this summer. . .one this Friday. . .but SCHOOL is out. I told someone with the way that teachers feel at the end of the school year, it’s a wonder any of us come back in the fall. But we do. It’s a special brand of insanity. Not only do we come back. For the most part, we come back ready–with new ideas and new posters and new discipline management systems and new lessons. We keep on coming back. Insane I’m tellin’ ya.

8. Tonight I ordered this clock to go in the craftroom.

I saw this very same clock in a catalogue about four or five years ago–ripped out the picture–then promptly forgot where to order it, so when I saw it tonight, ordered it toot sweet. It makes me smile.

9. I’m going to lie on the couch and read a book I’ve read at least 3 times before and drink apple juice.

10. And blow my nose.

Have a good night.


I am a wimp.

This afternoon on the way home from school, I saw that gas at our corner station was $3.78. Then coming home from taking Thad and Victoria to Tony’s parents’ house for the night (we have a work day tomorrow), I saw that it was $3.85-$3.87 elsewhere.

Which made $3.78 look like a bargain.

So while Tony did some things that had to be done, I took the car and filled it up, then came home and got right into the pick-up to fill it up too. The pick-up has two tanks. Both were very near empty. I do not foresee gas prices dropping dramatically over the course of the summer, so I filled up both tanks. Both. Tanks. That is 30 gallons of gas.

And when it was time to hang the nozzle back up and decide if I did or did not want a receipt, I averted my eyes y’all. I so TOTALLY did not even take a glance at how much that just cost. Couldn’t bring myself to do it. Nothing I can do to change it. Don’t have the stomach to face reality. I quickly punched “no thanks” for the receipt, and kept my eyes AWAY from the screen.

On a happier note, the fountain drinks at our corner store are still the BARGAIN price of $.89.

All Manner of Cuteness

Each year I try to make sure the kids teachers get something that they will enjoy. I am normally not a mug kind of gal, but. . .

Last week I ordered THESE that my friend directed me to ’cause they are just WAY too cute even if you DON’T drink coffee. And I don’t.

They came in within four days. (We got the following letters: C, J, M, S, T, W.)

Tonight I went to Michaels and bought some of these

And some pink, lime green, yellow, blue, and lavender tissue.

And some silver wrapped Kisses to go into the cup.

The kids and I put it all into the polka dot boxes and then I tied ribbon on the handle to match the tissue.

I wrote their names on these little garage sale tags and looped them onto the handle of the box.

It was fun to make something look pretty in the midst of all of the end of school craziness. They are sitting on my kitchen table so I can look at them until we hand them out tomorrow.

Apples of Gold in Settings of Silver

“Life is much easier when you are marching with the parade and not off doing your own Snoopy dance.” Antique Mommy

From Antique Mommy. You need to go and read her post to get the quote in context, but I love the visual image of us all doing the latter every once in awhile–Snoopy dance, indeed.

“What did you do to be so blessed?? Absolutely nothing, girl. You’re one of the many recipients of God’s unmerited favor…that stuff called Grace. Rejoice and be glad in it.” Mary Barr

From my friend Mary Barr who:
a) always goes by both names. . .Mary Barr
b) gave me a Pampered Chef bundt pan when she found out I was still flouring and greasing mine
c) calls me Roxanne Louise because I don’t have a middle name
d) once told me a story that still makes me laugh to this day when I recall it–like for real laugh with wheezing and everything

I had told her I am not sure what I did to be so blessed. That was her very, very wise answer. I needed to be reminded.


Just wanted to clarify that the kitchen I showed you in my last post is the LOOK we’re going for . . .not our ACTUAL kitchen, though I thank you all for your congratulatory e-mails on such a great kitchen.

Below are ACTUAL photos of what our kitchen and living room will look like. This is the empty model home that we saw the very first day we began looking at houses.



Happy, Happy Colors for our House

Over the past two weeks we’ve had to “pick colors” for our new house. The people who build houses find that cream, cream, beige, tan, cream, and beige seem to be THE *H*O*T* color choices when it comes to home decor.

I digress.

We had to pick colors. We were expected to do this in two hours. Paint, carpet, tile, wood, granite, countertops, doors, trim, interior, exterior. . .and seeing as how we began planning this house, oh, 15 years ago, and we actually began attempting to save to build it 3 years ago, and now we are finally GETTING to build it, we needed a leeeeeetle more than two hours.

I took myself to their “design studio” the Saturday before our “color” appointment to see what there was to see. I was there FOUR hours, y’all. FOUR. Then we BLAZED through color selections on the day of our appointment with their designer and Tony and I went back LAST Saturday to finish picking paint (alone) and spent another FOUR hours then. This was AFTER I’d gone to the cabinet maker to see if they could get white cabinets for my kitchen, and painted 12 sheets of posterboard with four different shades of blue, one pink, and one green, AND spent the past 15 years ripping pages out of magazines, a GAZILLION hours online looking at granite and kitchens and bathroom and paint and furniture, and just generally THINKING about our house.

I told my friend that buying our couch and chairs was like getting married. Once you say “I do” to the green couch and red tapestry chairs your choices regarding what goes into that “marriage” are somewhat limited. And it all begins with paint and floors. So here is what we signed the pre-nup with before we married the furniture.

Our carpet is a taupy-beige frieze. Your basic carpet.

This is going into our master bathroom. Pretty no? It IS pretty, but I must be honest and say that this bathroom and the children’s (which I will show you next) just about put me right over the edge. Brown, brown, brown, and beige. Alas, I had to let go of my cottage decor dreams and face the many merits of traditional design. But it’s still very, very pretty and will be warm and lovely for years to come. The darker red cabinet is what we are getting–the other cabinet is just what I leaned it all against. The wood flooring is actually tile. It REALLY looks like wood–even fooled Tony, and he’s a wood floor snob. The granite is going onto the counters only. The lighter tile next to the cabinets is for the shower and tub skirt.

This is the kids’ bathroom. Though I had envisioned white, white, and more white, I am a big fan of khaki and denim, so the wood and tile are the khaki element and the shower curtain will be a chambray blue to go with both kid’s decor choices.

The kids each have their own “vanity” area, and have chosen their own little decorating touches.

What Thad picked–we got the soap dish, toothbrush holder, soap/lotion dispenser, and tumbler for each of the kids.

What Victoria picked. Her lotion/soap dispenser is the beach bag one–not the sand castle.

Haven’t gotten a shower curtain yet, but it will be something along the lines of this.

And here is the kitchen. I had to fight for this kitchen as the white cabinets were not even an option. I went to the cabinet maker showroom and found that they have a white STAINED cabinet. The wood is impregnated with stain rather than being painted over–a little of the grain shows through–but it is on maple so there’s not much of a grain. I have also found that choosing kitchen cabinets is like choosing breast or bottle–many women have a strong opinion one way or the other. And I have asked MANY women. In the end, I went with the kitchen that made me happy. This one makes me happy. I had to paste the granite sample onto the photo, but you get the idea.

This is a better picture of what the tile looks like–similar to slate.

This is the look we’re going for, although our granite won’t have a vein this large.

Our wall paint is very similar to the paint in this picture, and we are having the 3″x6″ subway tile like on these walls.

The paint for the majority of the house can be found here. It is the fourth one down on the far left–Prairie Dust–kind of a taupe. It’s in every room except the dining room, bathrooms, Victoria’s room, and my craft room.

The dining room paint is here. Again, fourth down on the far left–Sterling Silver.

Victoria’s room will have (at her choosing) mint green walls, powder pink trim and chair rail, and light periwinkle blue ceiling. She couldn’t decide which color, so we’re using them all. She is very, very happy.

My craft room will have buttery yellow walls. The paint chip looks muddy on the computer, but it is the same color as the walls in Thad’s current room–just two shades lighter.

The craft room and game room floor is vinyl that looks like wood. We will have rugs over it. This photo shows the color.

This is the rug I am considering for the craft room.

Here it is on a floor.

And one of these two for the game room. The blue and white one is actually made of plastic. I can be hosed off, scrubbed, and bleached, but still feels like a rug. How cool is that?

And, this is probably going to be my splurge. It is a limited numbered print of a painting I DEFINITELY cannot afford. We have saved, and shopped sales, and worked, and walked on old, grungy carpet so that we can have what we really want in our new house. If I am brave enough to take the leap, this will grace the walls of my craft room. I think it is lovely.

Our house will feature another artist’s work as well. How did I get so blessed as to know someone who can take some paint and canvas and paper and colored pencils and create this?

What happens when I can’t post photos

I was just now trying to write a post (with photos) regarding the paint and tile and cabinets we’ve chose for our house. Scintillating, I know. Alas, the computer will not let me do so. It has decided that all of my photos must go into a “gallery” but cannot go into my post, and I don’t have time to mess with it.

Therefore I will attempt to show you some things that just make me happy. If you don’t see them, you’ll know I’ve gone off to bed in an exhausted huff. So let’s try this out. . .

Okay. I cannot show you the picture of a painting that makes me happy, so I will jump to You Tube. I am not an American Idol fan. I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve seen it, however, due to all of the bloggers out there who DO enjoy some AI, I went to You Tube about the time things got interesting to check out the final four. I was rooting for David Cook to win, by the way.

Anyhoo. As I trolled through You Tube, I ran across this performance. I just think this is hilarious and brilliant and fun all at one time. I LOVE THIS–and I missed it since I don’t watch.

I DID watch the finale. . .and I laughed so hard at this, I thought I would pass out. Very clever. But still not as good as the original back in The Day. 🙂

I thought the violins in this were really cool–and he is QUITE the performer–he has that sort of enticing grin that makes you think he’s got a secret or something.

And last but not least, this gal can SING (and is GORGEOUS), but they gave her a really hard time about this song–which, to my (evidently) untrained ear, she NAILED. I thought it was great.