My thrift store stinks! It's pricey and the merchandise is not that original, but I keep going back. Does that make me crazy? Hello friends! Well, the dog days of summer have finally arrived in my neck and of the woods. And when temperatures and humidity soar, I head straight for the pool ....and that's exactly where I've been hiding out for the past two weeks. Floating, soaking and swimming. As you can imagine, wet hands and computers do not make good company, so I have not been online a whole lot.
I am part of the sandwich generation, trying to care for an elderly parent and children of my own...but who is taking care of me? Ah, the joys of a lazy summer afternoon, you know, those days when you have nothing to do, nowhere to go and you just sit in the backyard listening to the rustle of the trees and the birds that fly by? No? Uh huh. Me neither.
Galvanized tubs are all the rage. They come in many shapes and sizes and old or new, they're great for home decor and gardening. How can you use galvanized tubs? Check out these super creative ideas and where you can find the best ones. A few weeks ago, my neighbors moved. They had lived in their house for more than fifty years, so you can imagine what a treasure trove it was. For weeks, all sorts of unique items tempted me from the curb. Since I'm still firmly entrenched in my simplifying phase , I refused to peek at the growing pile, but when two galvanized buckets showed up, I grabbed them. And ran.
Painted rocks are a lot of fun to make. They're a super easy craft for adults and kids, make great gifts and fun home decor accents. Check out my easy tips to look like a painting pro! A few weeks ago, I mentioned that summertime is when I really get to dive into crafting. I can step away from the home decor and repair DIYs and play with all the fun stuff I have stashed away in my craft closet. I can experiment, make frivolous, fun projects, upcycle and when they let me, involve my kids. Although truth be told, lately, it's been them telling me to step away from the computer screen and join them at the kitchen table to craft. Of course, I'm always thrilled. This week, we painted rocks.
Whenever the lottery numbers grow and the news media begins to tout the jackpot amounts, the inevitable conversations about how the winning loot would be spent start to surface. All you need is a dollar and dream, or so the radio announcer says. "You have to play," I'm told. "The jackpot is up to $350 million!"
Sometimes, even at middle age, I still need my mom. And apparently, despite being incapacitated in a nursing home, she needs that, too. Last night I visited my mother at the nursing home. It's become a pretty routine event around here, since her care required the move. Several nights a week, after dinner, my husband and I get in the car and make the trip across town.
I repaired a hole in my rush seating with a quick patch. It took me just a few minutes with my handy glue gun to fill in the hole and make my chair as good as new. So yesterday, I was sitting in my kitchen, working on some writing pieces, when my daughter jumped up from her chair at the island with an audible moan. What's wrong? Something pinched me.
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