Monday, December 6, 2010
Glory to God
Julian is in the Christmas Cantata this year. This is just a little clip of the performance last night. Sorry about the shaky parts. Samson was climbing on me. You can hear him at the end of the clip.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Gutter Forest
Do you know what happens when you procrastinate and don't get around to cleaning the leaves out of your rain gutter?
They turn into compost.
Do you know what happens when the wind blows those little helicopter things off your maple tree?
They fall into the compost inside your gutter.
Do you know what happens when it rains more than twice the average amount for the month and the month isn't over yet?
You get a whole bunch of tiny maple trees growing out of your rain gutter!
Sometimes procrastination turns into something beautiful.
They turn into compost.
Do you know what happens when the wind blows those little helicopter things off your maple tree?
They fall into the compost inside your gutter.
Do you know what happens when it rains more than twice the average amount for the month and the month isn't over yet?
You get a whole bunch of tiny maple trees growing out of your rain gutter!
Sometimes procrastination turns into something beautiful.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Samson's New Bed
Here's what I made with the help of my incredible new saw.
And plans from Knock off Wood.
Samson loves it.
And plans from Knock off Wood.
Samson loves it.
I'm in love. . . .
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Baseball
Sunday, March 14, 2010
it's just a lamp
Almost everybody who discovers that I let my kids (and their cousins) play two-square and kick ball in my front room thinks I'm nuts.
They point out the obvious. Something could get broken. A frame could get knocked off the wall. A lamp could get tipped over. A light bulb could break in the chandelier. Some thing will get ruined.
Don't get me wrong. I like my things. I wouldn't have them if I didn't like them.
But they're just things.
When these kids are all grown up they probably won't remember what lamps I had in my front room while they were young, but they'll likely remember that their mother/aunt let them have fun in any room they happened to be playing in.
Today, my lamp broke.
Nobody was playing kickball or two-square. It was knocked over by a wayward swivel chair. Nobody was spinning on it or anything. It just swiveled a bit to far . . .bumped the lamp . . .and the shade shattered as it hit the floor.
I really liked that lamp.
but it's just a lamp. . . .
They point out the obvious. Something could get broken. A frame could get knocked off the wall. A lamp could get tipped over. A light bulb could break in the chandelier. Some thing will get ruined.
Don't get me wrong. I like my things. I wouldn't have them if I didn't like them.
But they're just things.
When these kids are all grown up they probably won't remember what lamps I had in my front room while they were young, but they'll likely remember that their mother/aunt let them have fun in any room they happened to be playing in.
Today, my lamp broke.
Nobody was playing kickball or two-square. It was knocked over by a wayward swivel chair. Nobody was spinning on it or anything. It just swiveled a bit to far . . .bumped the lamp . . .and the shade shattered as it hit the floor.
I really liked that lamp.
but it's just a lamp. . . .
Friday, March 5, 2010
Nest Pillow
I really liked this pillow from Pottery Barn.
I didn't like the $49 dollar price tag. . .
I didn't like the $49 dollar price tag. . .
I decided to make my own for free. . .
The fabric was left over from when I recovered the other chair that lives in the corner of this room.
The paint was left over from a canvas scrapbooking project.
The freezer paper was left over from previous freezer paper stenciling projects.
The stuffing came from my brother. He skinned and gutted my parents' broken leather recliner. He saved the leather for a future project of his and gave me a garbage bag full of the stuffing.
I like it.
Free looks good.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
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