Monday, November 18, 2013

my ambivalence towards roller shades

This weekend was the way I like weekends to be: low key. It seems like it's been forever since we had one like that around here.  We woke up, John went out and bought some donuts for a weekend treat, and we all headed off to Home Depot to get some screws and look at window shades. My kitchen has lots of beautiful big windows that I love. But I also love to hate them because by the time it is dinner time--the one time of day that I really go in there and got that kitchen nice and warm with cooking--it is already blazing hot because I don't have window coverings on the windows and the sun is baking that side of the house. I have considered lots of different window covering scenarios--but unless you just get the roller shade or normal vertical blinds, all of the options seem super expensive to me.

So I sat there looking at the roller shades feeling ambivalent but really needing a solution when the home depot guy suggested I consider the stuff you can squeegee onto your windows that basically reflect heat and make your windows slightly tinted. When he said tinted I had visions of dark car tinting sort of tinting, but John convinced me it was worth a try for the cost and I could hang the ineffective but pretty curtains my Mom made for me when she was here out of tablecloths.

So....it took several dang hours to get that stuff hung. What a pain. We barely had enough, and there are some major wrinkles in the window that John attempted to do himself while I was attempting to probably be lazy and/or watch the kids. We reasoned that before we went out and bought another roll, we would see how it works.

This is what my decorating has come to...a science experiment. ha! I'm actually pretty excited to see if it works, it would make my life better. It's the small things, right?

Okay, so this has probably been the most boring post in america. I also got a wild hair and painted the bottom portion of the shoe box/bench that I got for free on the side of the road. It happened lateish at night and I went searching around for a paintbrush and some leftover samples of paint from when we were deciding on our wall colors. I remembered that my Mom had gifted me an amazing paintbrush AND a sample size of Parisian Gray Annie Sloan Chalk paint. I was SO STINKING EXCITED when I remembered, like I had won the lottery! It was sort of crazy good luck because I had wanted to paint the bottom of the trunk gray (a color I have never used on furniture before). My Mom might be a psychic or something.

It looks pretty good, but I have one small point of indecision: should I paint the lid or not? I sort of like the two tone idea, but I also love the color of the paint and think it would be cool to paint a phrase on the top of the bench. I am also worried that painting the top just makes it look like some cheapy box. These are real problems people! :)

Well, I am off to get my little person ready for the day and then head off to finish buying supplies for the Relief Society craft night that is being held at my house. The R.S.V.P list keeps growing and my house keeps seeming to shrink....

pictures of the bench forthcoming, promise! (and now for some random photos of my past few weeks, just because it feels right).








Sunday, November 10, 2013

excuse me for being a huge grump face right now

Let's talk about this week.

This week overall I would rate as a win. I got things done, I kept things pretty clean. I was a decentish parent. I made dinners and kept up laundry and dishes.

But let's also talk about today.

I would rate today a lose. 1. I went to church and was publicly derided for announcing something during Relief Society (I'm in charge of activities, and someone didn't like that the Christmas crafts we are offering might incur a small fee--which is standard for these types of things and is usually only a few dollars). 2. Someone else invited a friend to a girls night out in front of me--listed all of the other people that were coming-- and then didn't invite me (awkward).

Rough day. But after all is said and done, 1. I don't know what that girl was complaining about. We'll have some free stuff to make too 2.  I don't want to be friends with someone that would be heartless enough to do something like that anyway. I have a big problem with exclusivity like that. I mean, it's okay for people to have friends that they are close with--we can't all be best friends and we can't all go to everyone else's house every time someone has a party or whatever. But shouldn't there be a line of common courtesy? Am I crazy here??

Sometimes I think it would be so much easier to be a guy, especially when it comes to church stuff. Guys don't seem to have as much drama, and you don't have to worry about men trying to hurt peoples' feelings. They don't even think about it. They show up, they set up the chairs, they shake hands, and they go home. Sounds awesome.

Now having vented a bit, I will say that I am not feeling bitter or sad. I would say mostly annoyed. But this too shall pass. Downton Abbey was just renewed for another season. All is (generally) right with the world.

Catch you later for a normal updating blog post.

Sunday, November 3, 2013

we interrupt this blog to bring you pictures of kittens

 ok, I only have one picture of kittens, but it's so cute it's worth about five pictures. I am so behind the times and behind and all of that stuff that I don't care about really that I never talked about how I promised my kids in a moment of insanity that I would let them get a cat when we had our own house. Then we moved and Maddy asked me about this every.single.day. (not an exaggeration). I told her when we finished the kitchen we would get cats. Well we finally reached a "good enough" stage a while ago and we went to get some kittens. The lady who was adopting them out wouldn't let them go alone (wish she had mentioned that before we got attached), and we actually left because we didn't want two cats! But poor little Mads was heartbroken and we all secretly loved the cats, so we went back and now we have two cats and it has worked out great because the kids think that they both have their own cat. We named them Chip and Dale after the chipmunks, but people all seem to think we named them after those gross dancers so we may need to change that. Mostly I call them Cat!!! (when they are jumping on my kitchen counters). They are very adorable (except for the counter jumping).
 somebody lost ANOTHER tooth. It was sort of funny. I just looked over at her and said, "Maddy, I think that tooth could come out today if you actually tried to pull it out for real." So she sat there and worked on it and it came out like three minutes later. She was so excited. John put her to bed and then mentions to me as I'm about to get cozy in bed myself hours later, Oh yeah, she wrote a note to the tooth fairy. Oh boy. Out came the glitter and the other stuff. It's hard being an awesome mom. ;) at least I hear it is ha
 Doesn't my buddy look so grown up lately? He's still 2, but is wearing the 3T and breaking my heart. He is also still a crazy man and breaking my soul on a regular basis. Two year old boys are hard!! And cute!! And hard!! I love this little boy so much. Heaven help me to be the mom he deserves (also, heaven send caffeine or something!)
 We went on a walk the other morning and he sat and played with a stick in the dirt for a good five minutes before Mom got bored and pulled him away. He then did it again on the walk back to the house. I wonder why the dirt in the backyard isn't so fascinating?
 Big sister helping a brotha out. My kids are terrible bikers. I put the blame squarely on us as delinquent parents.
 I know this is blurry, but can't you just feel the happiness?? Oh i love this kid
 raking is still fun (baby rake found at goodwill yessss)
 my awesome friend taught me how to make pepper jelly (MY FAVE) and I learned a new trick about sealing jars by putting them upside down. The funny part is that we left them like that for too long (we went to prepare and serve lunch for a bunch of missionaries) and when we came back they were stuck like this. Guess we're not such rockstar homemakers like we thought.
 On Halloween, Maddy's school did a "parade of fiction." aka you can dress up as long as it's from a book. They asked the kids to pick one of their favorite book characters. Maddy decided on Despereaux, from The Tale of Despereaux. No one knew who she was of course, but I thought her costume was cute because I made it. :) Every other little girl picked Pinkalicious or Fancy Nancy, once again convincing me that Maddy is awesome.
 How Grant kept himself entertained during the parade of fiction (because apparently a bunch of kids walking around in awesome costumes isn't enough for him).
 Maddy was pretty embarrassed that I made her hold her brother's hand at school. Next time I'll make sure to make her kiss him too.
 Maddy's cute teacher even dressed up

 okay this is super lame because I have a picture of one of the tables I decorated for an impromptu gathering I had on halloween night but I don't have pictures of my kids' costumes (they are on the other camera, the good one). And...I don't have the good one close enough for my lazy self to get it. Next time Grandmas!
 This should count as his costume. I found him walking around like this one day. The thing on his head is his face peeking out of the arm hole of one of John's shirts. He looked so funny and cute. Also, he looked like one of those jawas from star wars:


 the fall here is so beautiful, and I find myself getting all sentimental and happy about it at least once a day. this photo is from my horrible cell phone camera, without editing! the light was so beautiful!
 had parent teacher conferences with her teacher, where I was told (not the first time) that Maddy is very creative/artistic. One of her art projects was picked last year when she was a kindergartener to be in a special exhibit of school art for the county. Since I am not an artist I am a little unsure as to how to encourage and cultivate her talent other than buying her lots of good drawing paper and markers/paints/glitter/glue/pencils. It's so cool to hear that your child is good at something that obviously didn't come from you--something that God blessed them with all on their own. I hope she continues to explore and grow as an artist!
 more inspiring views from the kitchen windows
 three dollars well spent
this last one makes me laugh. I went to a girls night that was open to everyone in our ladies church group. all of these ladies showed up at the same time all wearing stripes....except for me. I got a big kick out of it and made them take a picture. good times, good times. I told them I didn't wear my stripes because 1. i didn't get the memo and 2. I don't like to be reminded of my time in the slammer. just kidding people.

it's been a busy time around our house and it feels like i can never get organized enough to do everything. my house feels like it is in constant disarray. the floors are covered in crumbs, the dinners are not fancy, and laundry is piling up. How in the world am I going to survive through the holidays if I am already this ambivalently disorganized. better go, I think we hear a croupy baby waking up.