You remember New Kids On The Block?
Specifically, this new kid?
My first love. I had a poster of him, shirtless, hanging above my bed. It was a bunk bed, actually, because at the time my brother and I shared a room. Now that I think about it, I’m sure he loved that.
Like I cared.
Oh look! I found the poster!
Ironically enough, my friend Colleen went to see them in concert the last time they were here and he was prancing around shirtless again and she sent me a picture and he looks way better now than in his over-all clad days.
To my point – In concert they almost always pick a girl out of the crowd to go up on stage and sing to her and give her a rose or something sweaty and cheesy. I was never that girl. At least not to Jordan.
But recently, I was contacted by someone akin to my beloved NKOTB, at least in my eyes.
Awesome, awesome website full of housey stuff that I love to browse around on. They have these things called Ideabooks, which is a collection of items usually focused around a certain theme or idea.
And guess what?
I get to contribute by creating my very own Ideabook to share with you each month! (You may have noticed my new widget? —> )
My first one is up and live, and I would love it if you would check it out, as well as a few of the other great ones out there!
You know I got the right stuff…. bay-bay!
~does running man~
After eating the Thanksgiving feast my mom single handedly made just weeks after a total hip replacement, dad and I sat down with a cup of freshly brewed coffee to relax and enjoy some pie.
Delicious pie that D made from scratch.
While he and my mom were in the kitchen cleaning up.
Suffice it to say that both my father and I married extremely well.
So recently, when I was generously contacted by RedEnvelope about some of their beautiful personalized products, my thoughts went more to D than to myself. (Not because I’m all that selfless, but because I could see more chocolate pecan pies in my future.)
I thought to myself, hmmm…. pecan pies require pecans, which require chopping. A cutting board, it is!
A very nice, cutting board, in fact!
D was just as impressed with the board, and loved the personal touch.
(D’s thumb of approval not pictured.)
If you’re still short on Christmas ideas, here’s a link to the wedding and anniversary section where this board came from. Tons of great gifts!
Thanks bunches to RedEnvelope for such a beautiful gift. I cannot WAIT to eat the pies this thing will help produce.
PS – I wasn’t paid for this post – just wanted to share the awesomeness!
We’ve never been big on outdoor Christmas decorating. I think mostly because D knows I’m not going to get out there and do it, and it’s always cold as
Christmas balls so I don’t push him to. (Very much.)
But we had a 60 degree Sunday recently and guess what?
Went straight Griswold.
Here’s something else you should know about. The winter edition of Vintage KC magazine is out! And it doesn’t disappoint. D is officially getting mustache wax in his stocking this year.
Erin invited her local DIY bloggers to participate in a section again and provided mini Christmas trees for us to do with as we would. The results were adorable. Mine is below, but it really is worth clicking (or buying!) to check out the rest.
My take on an old-timey garland was to string cranberry and popcorn. I’m happy with the classic, slightly rustic feel.
Also in the issue is some really beautiful inspiration for your Christmas parties this year. I actually got to attend and enjoy all the stunning treats and decorations, and while there, catch up with a buddy from grad school!
That’s Kristen! She has Hey Paul Studios, just the coolest and cutest stitchery of all time EVER! Here’s a link to her blog and to her Etsy shop. She’s also got a mini Christmas tree featured in the magazine. I hope you’ll check out all three.
Look at me just handing out Christmas ideas!
Take a gander at Vintage KC, and let me know if you end up doing any of the great ideas therein, or if you end up with something from Hey Paul, I wanna see!
(I totally got one of these for my brother.)
PS – Linking up here, and you should too!
The weather finally decided to cool down around here.
I busted out my yoga pants that get saggy in the knees with some giant wool socks and a flannel. D looked at me funny, but didn’t say anything (because he knows what’s good for him). Then he went back to making delicious apple dumplings.
Because we went to an Apple Festival for my buddy’s birthday and they were selling apple dumplings. None of us had ever had one but the line was two miles long so we deduced they’re pretty amazing. And once that man sets his sights on something… it’s best to just stand back.
Don’t they look tasty? Aren’t I good at taking pictures?
One of these days I’ll put him in a head lock until he gives me the recipe to share on here.
I only bought one thing at the festival:
Aren’t they cute? Don’t you like my nail polish?
I stalked the seller and found her Etsy shop for your pleasure. Because really, can a girl ever have too many pairs of upcycled fingerless gloves?
Guess what I did? Remembered to take my big girl camera with us.
So now you get to see a non-phone picture of my munchkin. (might be a first on the blog)
Aaaaand, that’s it for me today.
Did you do anything fun or fallish this weekend?
Sometimes, it’s hard to suppress the 4th grader in me. Like I really wanted to put an asterisk in place of the “r” in the post title. But my mom disapproves of cussing. So I do it in front of her sometimes just to establish my dominance.
But yeah, I made a shirt. I went to Wal-Mart for a tank top (to showcase my muscles), contact paper, exacto blade, and bleach pen.
I know you can cipher the process on your own, but here is my finished product.
Gray cloth turns pink. Black turns red. Now you know something that I didn’t.
Here’s something else that maybe you didn’t know. Chupacabra means goat sucker.
This is me.
BUT I’ve happened across a few people that are better at outdoorsy stuff than yours truly.
Adorable fence planters by Newly Woodwards.
This sweet flower tower by Decor and the Dog.
Or this pretty little set up by Boy + Girl Design
Of course, if you don’t have anything better to do, you could always come to my house and build me this.
Do you remember those commercials?
“Whatcha eatin?” “Nuttin honey.”
But clearly he IS eating something so the wife beans him in the head for his lies… Ha… classic.
That’s what we’ve gotten accomplished at the house. Nuttin. Unless you count painting one half of one room. We chose at random and started in the dining room. In retrospect, maybe not the best choice since it’s one of the first things you see when you walk in.
Front of house.
Right inside front door.
After some debate, we left the wainscoting white. We changed the color on the top mostly because she had just left so many holes and scuffs on the walls that we have to patch and therefore re-paint everything whether we really want to or not.
Here is my version of a before and after.
Wall on left: Before. Wall on right: After. Man with nice arms: Taken.
The man with nice arms is also actually going to be building different legs for the dining room table. You see the old ones in the picture above. They’re really pretty, but they have those squiggley pieces that prevent chairs from being pushed all the way in. And I bought new chairs – two banquettes, actually. One is sitting in a box in the dining room. The other is sitting in a box at the top of the stairs.
I still have my eye twitch. It has been literal weeks and it is making me mental. You guys DIY everything. What is a freaking remedy for this?? (Aside from cutting stress or caffeine. I don’t know how to have less of either.)
I like this song. (If you click on that, sorry about the buttcheeks.) Videos with bikers always make me titter a little bit because they look so tough, but my parents are bikers and you’ve never met a nicer, more clean cut set of Republicans.
What are you guys doing for Memorial Day? I’m cutting my hair off and then going to see Cheap Trick. Ohhhhh yes I am.
My 10th birthday landed on Easter Sunday. I remember wearing a dress so filled with tulle and bows it looked like I was frothing. Dad sat and colored with me while we waited on… something. Church? Birthday party? I don’t remember. What I DO remember is Dad mournfully saying “No more single digits for you… isn’t that sad?” It hadn’t occurred to me, but since he pointed it out I suppose I agreed. (Dad is mushy and nostalgic.) Eleven years later, I turned 21 on Easter Sunday and that day was equally as woeful. No shenanigans or bad decisions for this girl. Ohhhh no. Cadbury eggs in their place. I’ve had another decade of birthdays all to myself, but come this March 31, Jesus is stealing my thunder yet again. Something about saving all of mankind. All I know is? Ray Bans.
Gimme. And also this.
I like to be really intentional with my birthday gift requests, and only ask for things that are essential to the operation of my daily life. Thus, everything you see above.
Does your birthday land on any thunder stealing deities, leprechauns, or turkeys holidays?
First favorite – my hubby.
D: I’m going to have to start trimming my nose hair.
Me: It’s ok. I’m going to have to start waxing my lip.
D: So this is what it’s come to… At least we’re getting old and hairy together.
#2 – These two.
In the back of my mind niggles a slight concern that Junior’s continued pantslessness will result in attire revolt as he grows. Like maybe on the first day of his senior year we’ll get into a fight about how he has to wear britches to school and I will have to physically wrastle him into a pair of parachute pants because in 17 years, the fad will likely have come full circle.
In third place is a love/hate relationship.
I’m a full decade behind everyone else picking this one up, I realize. Have you read? It is horrifying! I have had nightmares! But like The Hunger Games, I can’t quit it.
What are your favorites today? Any feel good books you would suggest as a remedy to the above?