We have a very small space downstairs and needed extra seating for when people visit so I found a solid wood shelf at habitat for 50 cents, painted that bad boy out and attached some 36 inch plumbing pipe n just like that I doubled the seating area. The delimma is I now need 4 more bar stools, well walked into goodwheel, which I lovingly call the wheel and 4 exact match for 10 bucks each. Yes it is my lucky day……
First let me say I shop the grocery outlet like it is my religion. If you don’t have one in your town I’m sorry. This is my go to spot for all things nuts, cheese, and dried fruit. Not to mention they have a great organic section.
- Huge block of swiss tillamook cheese $4.99
- Dried cranberries .99
- Mixed nuts .99
- Dried fruit combo .99
The assembly line included my cute little ikea snack containers and in about 4 minutes I had a weeks worth done and ready for both my husband and myself. I also have enough cheese left for months and the nuts and dried fruit should get us thru the end of the month. I added some chopped apples to mine and it is fabulous and I am proud of my food hack
The bathroom downstairs was so so so boring. I love spaces with personality and could no longer stomach the white wall behind the toilet. I know toilets are not exciting so I had to figure out a way to update on the cheap. Here it is finished and so cute. For a total of 12 bucks, yep one roll of peel n stick wallpaper did the wall and the cabinet doors and took all of 10 minutes. I love it…. doesn’t have to cost alot to be cute
Yep its happening, in 4 months I hit the big 50 and I cant say Im excited. First let me just say I never thought I would be 50,especially when I was 30. And once you hit 50 I suddenly am left thinking I’ve lived over half my life already, what? Then there is the aging part, my skin is now dry and peeling but looks oily, and the lines certainly are not welcome. My hair has a mind of its own and the white, yes white not grey is just enough to give me a skunk likeness if I let the grow out go on for too long. Who would love that? If I was independently wealthy and didnt go to work everyday I would probably be worse off because all I would want to do is eat and have cocktail parties, ha. So heres to turning 50 and all the excitement to follow.
In order to switch up our meal planning, I have starting adding one vegetarian meal a week. So far all of them have been great. These are red velvet waffles and oh man were they good. I simply used a boxed red velvet cake mix but added one egg, vanilla, and cocoa powder. Be aware don’t overfill the waffle maker or you will have a lava flow out of the side. Yep I did this ha. Top with berries and whip cream before serving, delicious
I also did a cauliflower and garbanzo bean curry and a vegi pot pie that was legit. This week is corn and potato soup. I’ll post the recipe if its good. Don’t want you trying something not taste tested…
I have repeatedly stated how much I love paint therapy, that’s what I call it anyway. Those yellow UGLY oak cabinets are no more. Sunday was the one day in the last month that it didn’t rain so I took full advantage and re-did my bathroom cabinets in a chocolate brown. They look darker in the photo I think because of the light but they are beautiful.
People listen to me, a can of paint is the cheapest way to change the look of an entire room and if you hate it just paint it again, there not a rule saying you can only have 2 coats of paint on a wall. I am not a professional and my saw horse is an old adjustable ironing board that works fantastic. You can move it up and down and it folds away after you are done. It helps that General Finishes makes milk paint. This stuff it ridiculously easy. No sanding, yes you heard me no sanding. You wipe down the cabinets with tsp and you are ready to paint.
They are not paying me to say this but I wish they would ha.. I spend the next few weeks after finishing doing some small touch up and sealing but this is just because you don’t always see areas until the cabinets are hung.
Be BOLD and Go Paint. You won’t regret it, that is everyone except my mother.
Mom please don’t paint I will help you.
I will steer clear of any political opinions but we all have to admit that the Obamas brought some flair, style, dignity, and family values to the whitehouse. They did things (like rapping about education) and god forbid wore shorts Go michelle. It has been refreshing and I will miss the diversity and perspective we have witnessed. Thank you for not fearing to be bold and take actions of clemency and pardons that were long overdue. HOPE
Ok so super excited my baby is a college graduate but now that means he’s moving home until he decides his next steps, and this is how many damn clothes he brought home and all of them need to be washed. Good lord help me. You can’t tell me that a normal boy has this many clothes, im thinking the goodwill is about to get a big donation
We moved into a neighborhood just over a year ago that has a homeowners association which can be both good and bad. I was excited because everyone’s property is maintained but not so happy because some of the rules are silly in my opinion. I went to several meetings when I first moved in and it became evident that if you were under 75 and not retired that you did not fit in with the board. The next month they had elections and someone put in my name for president to ensure that the homeowners were actually being listened to since the CC&R’s have not been updated since 1998. Well on election night the old guy we will call him Bill won the vote because his friends on the committee would not count 50% of the votes for people whose homeowners dues were not paid in full, which is nowhere stated in the rules so super illegal but ok.
Last night was the first meeting I have been to since and talk about a shit show. Bill had an attitude from the jump when myself and the one other homeowner from the community arrived. The other lady who attended the meeting during Q&A time ask if there was a reason that the trim on her townhouse was a lighter color than our newly painted trim and this dumby said well we live in a single family home and you only live in a townhouse. Ugh ok that was not the question. You see where this is headed right me being young and full of spit and vinegar.
We moved onto holiday decorations and I asked what the date is that decorations needed to be removed and if they weren’t down what the process was for the committee. The vice president (Jill) made a joke and said well after 2 weeks we rip them down, everyone laughed and Bill lost his damn mind.
He looked directly at me and said what are you laughing at and I said Jill’s joke, he then proceeded to tell me how he was providing me the opportunity to improve my “reputation” in the neighborhood because no one voted for me for president because they didn’t like me, so it was on at that point, I knew I was dealing with a 12 year old. I said ok well let’s review the facts, 50% of the votes weren’t considered and if they were you wouldn’t be president but that is beside the point your issue is you don’t want anyone questioning or disagreeing with you. I think you have forgotten the whole purpose of this meeting is to allow owners to voice their concerns and provide input so if you don’t like that too bad, I am not intimidated by you being belligerent. He stands up and says I can’t stand you and I am leaving, I said great. I continued to smile and that made him even angrier as he stormed out pointing his finger at me the entire time. Good lord he has truly lost his marbles.
Needless to say after he left and Jill (the VP who made the joke) took over the meeting and it was fantastic. We talked about welcoming new people to the neighborhood; how to improve communications, etc. so I am hopeful today that Bill is resigning, ha. If not I’ll show up at the next meeting.
How naïve I am, I was certain once my son’s had left the nest that my life would consist of the man (who I call Daddy (don’t judge) and I being able to just pack up on a whim and go, ugh WRONG. And yes I am referred to as Momma to my kids, dogs, and the man.
My little rescue dogs, Daisy and Peanut have put a kibosh on that idea. Daisy is a 12 year old dachshund/terrier with a whole lot of energy and no clue that she needs to not rip and run like she’s a puppy or her arthritis will flare up.
Peanut is a Pug/Chihuahua who is afraid of her own shadow (someone was mean to her) with a heart murmur and rotten teeth, can you imagine. She is the sweetest little girl but not very bright.
So this week Daisy has been running up and down the stairs like a racing dog and of course began limping on her right leg, so off to the vet for some anti-inflammatory meds and glucosamine, good lord. The huge glucosamine tabs I crush up and mix in with half an egg for her (so spoiled) twice a day. We were going to have peanuts teeth pulled but no Bueno because they can’t put her under due to her heart murmur so stinky breath will remain and I guess they will eventually fall out, yuck
We also travel to our youngest son’s college football games every weekend and thank god my oldest lives close or we would have doggy travel companions on every road trip. They love their boy sitter because he lets them sleep with him which is not allowed when we are home.
I have decided that I want a dog’s life. Let me eat, sleep, and have someone clean up my mess. If I don’t like you I can bark at you or pee on your leg and it is all good. Guess who’s who