Good Things From This Weekend

Good thing #1: When asked if you want a free iced frappucino at Starbucks because they accidentally made too many, you say yes. Even if the beverage you are buying is a hot one (because the morning is chilly). Free Starbucks doesn't come around too often. And you can run the iced drink home and put it in the freezer.

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Good thing #2: Thanks to Leola's, my fave antique shop, I fall-ified the house a little with this homemade wreath crafted from bittersweet.


This makes me want a bittersweet plant in my yard.

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Good thing #3: I got to try The Cup. Peanut butter cup and red velvet cupcakes make for a good midnight snack.


Or maybe a tasty breakfast (so I've heard).

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More good things from the weekend:

• One more pedicure before the feet get covered up for quite a few months

• Girl time at Fedora Social House while eating fondue on the patio

• Buying a bright red mum for the front porch

• Meeting a fellow blogger in person and chatting at their shop

• Buy one, get one free roasts at Dillon's
  

Now can we please fast forward to next weekend?

Don't Leave!

This was the scene last night when I was preparing to leave my sissy's house.


My precious little nephew threw himself in front of the door and yelled, "No go bye-bye!"

You know you rate when a two year old blocks your exit.

Rats!

So you think you don't mind rodents*. You'll even hold them or pet them.

*Let's clarify: hamsters, gerbils, or even a small "pet" mouse.

Until your dog has one cornered in one of the open kitchen cabinets. And then he's scrambling around the house chasing it.

Then you find yourself paralyzed. Unable to move, but frantically screaming.

When the terror subsides, the mister tricks you into thinking it's back. And you're running for your life and screeching again.

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This happened. A few days ago. In our house.

The mouse is still on the loose.

I want Bob to finish the kitchen. STAT.

I want to be able to close those cabinet doors over a box of Decon or a trap of some sort. I want to plug those stupid holes for the plumbing that the mouse probably crawled though.

Evidently, I'm scared of mice. In my house.

But I'll still pet random pet rodents.

Love & Hate

Hate: Not being able to use my vintage cabinet in the newly remodeled bathroom........


Because the mister bought a new one (behind my back) that matches the vanity and hung it while I was at work.......


Now I realize that many of you are beside yourself at the sight of my vintage cabinet. But I had plans for it. Nothing a little wire brush and spray paint couldn't fix. Can't you just see it above the toilet?

Oh well.

Secretly, I do like the new cabinet.

Don't tell the mister.

And now I have new plans for the vintage one. Just wait til the laundry room gets an overhaul.

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Love: Sir Chester and amusement parks.......

Sir Chester: He likes to hang out in the kitchen cabinets, since the doors still haven't been installed yet.....


This pastime is coming to a close for Sir Chester as Bob made an appearance last week to work on the kitchen.

Amusement parks: Me likey some roller coasters at night. Especially when the temperature is perfect. And you're with great friends.

More on amusement parks: I also like winning prizes for looking younger than I actually am...........


This amusement park "game" consisted of me standing there while being asked a question or two. Then the worker guessed my age.

He guessed 27.

HAHAHAHAHAHA!

And now I have another, more authentic, sombrero to dress JFK busts with.

In Session

Remember this?


And the panic it created a few weeks ago?

Well, things have gotten a little better.......


Stuff is in its place now. Kiddos have moved in. School is in session. We've made it through five whole days.

Still working out the kinks in this new space. Trying to not hate the buttery walls and orange chairs. Wishing my blue and brown theme was much more obvious.....


I promise I have a theme going on. See that brown rug? Well, I have brown matching curtains too! See those blue shades? Well, there are blue accents on the bulletin boards.

But, alas, what can you do with orange chairs, except squint and pretend they're, well, not orange.

Mirror Mirror

I am thankful for something today.

Actually two things.....

1. Tomorrow is Friday (school started this week).
2. The mister is pretty darn patient with my ever-changing mind.

The bathroom still was mirrorless this week. And after hunting and hunting and hunting, I purchased two beveled oval mirrors without frames.

But after hanging one, I knew I hated it.........


It felt skimpy or something. Not big enough or substantial enough for the vanity. So after all the centering and measuring and leveling, the mister took it down (without grumbling), and we started from square one. That meant another trip to Lowe's. And more receipts to add to the vintage receipt holder too.

But that Lowe's trip was productive. We found mirrors that were the same COLOR and BRAND of our vanity. New stock had been added since the vanity purchase, and boy, were we in business..........


How bout those babies? The jewel in the crown? The cat's meow? The bee's knees?

Completely perfect.

And did you see the towel bars?

And did you notice the matching towels?

And how they match a particular shower curtain?


Heaven on earth, that bathroom.

Over Budget

You might think a vintage receipt holder would make me feel better about going over budget on the bathroom remodel.


Surprisingly, it really didn't.

But it was a handy (and super cute) way to keep all the receipts to Lowe's in one place.

I haven't totaled them up yet. But my dwindling savings account proves the over budget business. And that's okay, vintage receipt holder or not. Because does anyone need a reminder of how bad our situation was?


And how glorious it is now?


I hear choirs of angels every time I walk in the new bathroom.

Forget starting a new school year. I should design bathrooms for a living.