Wednesday, January 30, 2013

it's a rainy day

I pray, I pray, that Knoxville's rainy season has come early-we are getting some serious rain, which makes me seriously unwilling to leave my house{mainly because I don't have to}. Sloan and I stayed in pajamas until after noon{I know!} and while I cleaned and roasted a chicken{because I had nothing better to do}, he had fun with some already forgotten Christmas gifts.

Today I played with him.  Sometimes I really have to take a couple deep breaths to play.  House work can keep me pretty distracted from having fun.   I know I'm not the only mom who reminds herself how fast this stage will go, how quickly he won't want me around. How it's important to enjoy these little moments.  I find myself already saddened by the speed at which Holden and Asher's preschool days went.  Remember when  your whole life revolved around nap time-I already refer to them as the good old days.  Today I reminded myself that I still have a preschooler{!}, we don't have to be sick to stay home.  We can just be sleepy, and play, and not watch the clock.  

So on second thought, I don't hope that Knoxville's rainy season ends soon.   In fact, I think I'm going to start wishing for more rain, more chances to forget what time it is, and more time to just play.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

It's now or never

Wow, getting back to blogging has been painful.  Parts of me have considered never posting again, but the sentimental side always wins out.  This blog is my scrapbook of family life and I want it, so here I am, recommitting to POQA.  Chances are my boys will never be overly impressed with my thoughts and pictures. There is no way they will think my decorating has any redeeming qualities, but forge on I will in the name of family documentation. 
With that said, I feel like I have one foot in 2012 and the other planted firmly in hum-drum January{have I ever told you I despise January.  I know, blah blah blah Sarah, it's only a birthday and your only turning 39 and that's just like turning 40 and there is just no need to be upset because your 40s are great and wonderful. It totally doesn't matter that your face is falling down all around you.  I mean, who cares that your skin is dull and the whites of your eyes just aren't that white anymore.  I mean your healthy and so is your family, get a grip! Stop complaining that things are sagging and you're certain your nose is growing. Jeez, didn't you read the memo, gravity is not your friend sista...get used to it}.

Ummm, where do I go from there?  Oh yeah.  Anyways, there are a lot of pictures from Christmas that I want to post, but in order to get this blog thing going I need to move on to this particular day, in this particular year.
First, I would like to announce that we ordered a new living room couch!  I know, exciting stuff going on up in here.  I am forever grateful to my wonderful husband for agreeing that we needed one and I am doing a happy dance on our nearly pooped out sectional as we speak.  It won't be here for several weeks, but just the thought of it's arrival has gotten me all worked  into an organizing, re-arranging, purging sort of FIT.  The timing could not have been better considering we were off school for what seemed like 3 dog years and then Holden and Asher had the nerve to be sick these past two weeks.  Needless to say, I have had some time on my hands.
Now, for the pictures and the projects.  This is where my OCD is going to reveal itself.  I am all over the place.  Will you please just love me despite my stamp/label obsession.  I feel very vulnerable here.   Will you also love me when I post pictures of things that I love and then three months later claim it was certainly the worst decorating idea I ever had.  It's just me, and I guess I think it's fun or would have stopped years ago.  This is just what I do to entertain myself and make my little nest more nestable. Although there will come a day when I won't care as much and I will admit that I sometimes look forward to that moment.

Alright, so here we go...

*NOTE*  It took me a couple days to get this post up due to my very pesky computer.  In the meantime I caught an episode of "Clean Freaks" on HGTV and it has made me feel like an amateur organizer.  If you ever want to get inspired to organize your life down to the very frozen food in your fridge, you need to watch that show!

I looked for my before picture of this closet but couldn't find it.  Sorry for the terrible picture but the hall is DARK.  Anyways, after we woke up to a leaking roof on Christmas Eve{hooray us} and the only way to get to that part of the roof is through a creepy door in our linen closet, I was forced to think about maybe really organizing it since everything was hauled out  and put onto the bedroom floor.  I started by painting it{a job I previously was certain I would never do}white because it had not been painted in 55 years{it was vintage Martha green}.  I painted the shelves and put clear contact paper on the surfaces where things would be stored.  Then, just because I was bored and the kids were driving me crazy and it was gross outside, I stamped cardboard labels for all the drawers.

 Never accuse me of not knowing how to really live.

{pottery barn}

My next project was inspired by the Pottery Barn Catalog that showed up in the mail, you know, the one that has nothing to do with Christmas and so you take the time to actually check it out-maybe that's just me.  I had been unable to figure out what to do with the back of our brown couch in the sun room since last spring.  I had moved an antique chest behind it to use as a sort of console table, but every time I put something on it I was unimpressed.  Thank goodness for professional "vignette" setters at Pottery Barn. They gave me some ideas and I shopped my house.
I'm happy.  Todd looked at the picture and then at my version and said..."um, they didn't have a lamp on it".  I know silly, but in the Land of Pottery Barn they don't really need appropriate reading light.  We do, and I think the lamp looks like a lantern, which is what they have in their picture.  I don't know, it's fun for now and I had all the stuff, which was the very best part.

 Ok, I didn't have all the stuff.  I had to shop the second hand book store for coffee table books.  Is it just me, or is there a lack of coffee table books in your life too?  I don't know why I don't have any, maybe because up until now my little punks would have used the pages to make paper airplanes.  Well, they are now on my list of things I need to have more of.  Coffee table books and better alcohol in my liquor cabinet.  Just making my New Years resolutions ;)

  From another angle...

 and another...I love our sun room.  I never want to live without one.   It is by far the best part of our house-maybe not a surprise since we live in a 1950's split level-ha! 

 This is my other favorite room.  I just love, love, love it.  If we were building a house and I was designing a kitchen, it would totally be another version of this{more upscale would be ok!}.  I do not think I will ever get sick of  the warmth of the counter tops and the crispness of the white cabinets.  Now I am able to love it even more because I finally found a rug.  Geez louise have I ever been on a search.  Here is what I don't understand...why can't they make more rugs, that can be washed and have rubber backs.  They are pretty tough to find{cute ones at least}, but low and behold I found this one at Target{loved it so much  bought one for my bathroom too}. It can be washed{probably every other day because I am a slob} and it has a rubber back{no boy's going for a ride on this!}.

 Flower frogs.  Here is what must happen...when you see one for sale-you must buy it. You will not be sorry.

 Soooo, this picture is for my mom.  Again, the lighting is super horrible{I guess the sun was shining that day, it not shining any longer-Knoxville has gone into it's wet season}.  In anticipation of the new couch I have been moving furniture around.  You pretty much need to have been in my house to weigh in on how this looks in this spot.  We have a weird family room, with one of those really strange TVs-strange as in huge and mounted on the wall, and it has been difficult to arrange furniture around a TV and not a fireplace.  So, I'm not going to say anything else-my mom needs to state her opinion....I'll have to let you know what she thinks because she doesn't leave comments-for all the same reasons that I will never receive a text from her.  I love you Mom!

Y'all have a great week.  I have pink eye and want to cry, but I am hoping to be back with more posts soon.