Not too long ago, I found this giant tea cup at the thrift store. If you're a regular reader, I doubt you've forgotten its despicable condition. 

I fell in love immediately. Its size, shape and price drew me right in, at a dollar fifty, it was a bargain. Plus it was a matched set, hard to come by at second hand shops...and probably most importantly, it needed a good makeover. 

I'm a sucker for a lost cause.

The invitation came over text and it was very tempting. I love sweet treats, so meeting a friend for a chat and chocolate was a hard one to turn down.

nope, can't today. i have old lady yoga. but thank u! ❤️

what's old lady yoga?

yoga. at the library.

with old ladies?

just one...

Last week Mother Nature let spring out of her cell for a few short days and I left the house. After running some boring errands, I decided it was too nice to go home, so I hit the thrift store instead. I didn't expect to find anything fabulous, but I stumbled upon a very cool cup and saucer. 

It was totally scratched and anyone else probably would've walked right by, but not this girl. I grabbed it, brought it home to clean it up, get the scratches out and make it into something divine. 

So it's a well established fact that I do not like to cook. I have mentioned it throughout the years, over and over again, that it's just not my gig. That's why this five minute blueberry pie recipe is perfect for me.

Well, five minutes of prep, that is. It takes longer than that to bake in the oven, but since I don't have to do anything once it goes in, I don't count baking time.

See, I told you I wasn't a cook.

Two years ago, on Easter Sunday, our family took a trip to Barnes and Noble. It was a quiet afternoon. We visited my mom at the nursing home, ate, took a walk and then decided we were bored. So we hit the only place that was open. 

While we were there, my daughter ordered green tea with coconut and couldn't stop raving about it. I kept the tea tag so I could remember the brand and flavor, tucked it into a drawer and forgot about it.

One day, many years ago, we were spending a relaxing afternoon at home. We were cuddled up in our tiny first cottage, enjoying a lazy day with our new baby. Dinner was cooking on the stove, my mom and I were sitting at the kitchen table chatting and my husband was laying on the living room floor watching tv, with our tiny bundle. It was a normal, uneventful, quiet Sunday.

I've always thought that summer is the best time of the year. So much to love...sandy walks at sunrise, afternoons floating in the pool and hot, starlit nights on the covered porch are my favorite. Of course, right now my backyard is still covered in snow, but a girl can dream, can't she?

Fake it till you make it is what I always say.

It's a holiday weekend and I couldn't be more excited! Yes, I know there are a lot of reasons to celebrate, but truth be told, what has me super excited is the fact that the kids are off from school and Lent is ending and I will be able to eat cake again!!

My family room couch is old. We've had it for almost fifteen years and we use it every day. It's held up pretty well, with the exception of one, um...mishap, but the pillows? Oh the pillows. Well, now that's a totally different story. 

They had been well loved over the years and it showed. They were saggy and flat, deflated, uncomfortable to rest on, but beyond that ~ and more importantly at least to me ~ they were ugly.