Wednesday, June 15, 2011

wordless wednesday...not this time, i've got something to say!


for the first time in years
i am growing some tomatoes
...yum...can't wait...

i've been busy around here
weeding and planting
and getting the yard spiffed up.


i've also been working on this  project.
a few weeks back
i picked this dresser up from the side of the road
(yes neighbours...THAT ugly dresser)
but it was free
and it was made to fit. 


for a year or so
we've been on the hunt...
but nothing we found had the right dimensions...
so when we saw this we thought
"that looks pretty darn close"

not close...
bang on!
and it's solid wood,
but boy was it ugly...

it was a mustard colour with a coat of red under it.
the handles were not going to work...
i filled in holes and tried to smooth things out a bit.
at some point i just decided to go for a distressed look
because it was never going to be perfect.

good thing i'm a firm believer
that it doesn't have to be perfect
to be a beauty...
i even decided to add paper to the top
and roughed it up a bit.
I LOVE IT!


....just take a moment...
there's more.


this summer i am hooked on green
watch out...
'cause i've got a can of spray paint...


and i'm trigger happy...






this will be the last summer for the old picnic table
but i thought we could fix it
(hide the loose paint and rotting wood)
and make it work for a few more months.
i stapled a vinyl tablecloth to the top and the seats
and we are good to go!

too busy to cut the grass...
but that's ok
because the yard is full of wildflowers...
and i love them!

Friday, June 10, 2011

remembering 16...


this girl will be 17 before the summer ends...
i hope she remembers the good things
about being 16.


i hope it's the friends and the crushes,
the dances, sleepovers and fun.
i hope she remembers with pride
all of the things she accomplished.
the good job she did.
16 is big...
i remember it like it was yesterday...


the best friends i've ever had,
my first boyfriend,
a dreamy trip to a private school prom,
a life changing move, a broken heart...

and making new friends.
this was when i started to really learn the lessons
of making good choices...or bad.
listening to that little voice inside.
i wish i'd known then
what i know now.
be yourself
be yourself
be yourself
and your mother really does know
what it's like
to be 16...in a hurry to be 17.
xox