I used to make these each year and glue them onto seed packets. Then I skipped a year or two due to a lack of time. Being so close to Easter, I almost did the same this year, but I'm glad I didn't. I also just taped some packaged seeds onto the back of an actual print. We tend to lean more towards environmentalism every day of ours lives, just as The Lorax has taught us. We wish you all the best this planet has to offer. Treat it just as kindly as it treats you. If not better.
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Monday, April 21, 2014
Closeted Potential
When we were talking about house shopping in California, I had only a few must-haves in a house. We needed a second bathroom (that's right all of you folks with multiple potties, only a second, as we'd lived with only one, seriously), just enough grass for the dogs to use for their own potties, a space for guests, and most importantly, a closet in the office. They seem like little requests, but you would be surprised.
And aside from the grass for the dogs, we'd lived without the other three for so long, it was due time to know what it felt like to have an office closet and a second bath. And we were definitely going to need a space for guests. And then when Mister Man told me about the house over the phone, they did this horrible thing to what would be our office. They took this bedroom and removed its closet, took out the door, and turned it into a den. It wasn't a bedroom anymore. And I informed him he would be returning that closet to its rightful place. Because I had to have an office closet. It was my ultimate diva moment. And it wasn't negotiable. (I was actually nice about it, but I did need my closet.)
I like everything in its place. But when certain things don't have a place, what's a girl to do? I'll tell you what that girl ends up doing. She has those items living in bags, or a tote in the basement, or stacks of items on a shelf, with canvas bags in front of it. She gets frustrated every time she has to look for certain supplies. This is exactly why that girl needed her very own office closet. It was time for office supplies to have their very own place. They needed a place once and for all. She needed them to have their own place.
This isn't vital for every person. Not every person hoards papers, pencils, school supplies, and card stock. And these don't even include my craft supplies. No, these are just office supplies. Every September, I stock up on leftover school supplies from clearance sales and hold on to them for teachers. I also go through a lot of paper, staples, envelopes, pens, markers, and glue just for our own household needs. Again, this isn't a first world problem for every household, but it was for mine.
Even though they closed up that closet and turned it into a hall closet, it had potential. Grand potential. So Mister Man attempted to open up the closet before we arrived to California, but all he managed was a rectangle window which appeared to be a puppet theater. He finally got the rest of the thick wood removed, I painted the closet to hide its flaws, and it was ready for perfection. And now, after finding the perfect shelving system, on sale for $139 at Lowe's, I now have the very closet of my dreams.
Just the same as every painted wall I have done, he hurt it!
Luckily, we can recycle all of the leftover bags that held all of the pieces.
The fun part was that I could keep switching shelves and items around as much as I wanted, seeing what fit best for me and for our items.
I found these awesome boxes at Michael's ages ago. Gear and tool themed. I wasn't even sure where they'd go. But they ended up being perfect for the closet to house excess supplies. For example, brand new packages of blue pens.
We've had this homework bin since the beginning of the school year. We keep all essential homework supplies inside it. And now it can finally go in the closet.
I actually didn't stack the binders like that on purpose. It just sort of happened.
We even have a place for gift bags and boxes! Not Christmas ones though, they're kept in the holiday totes.
And after finding the last four boxes I needed right before our vacation, the closet is finished. For now. Aside from needing doors. And trim. And someday I'll have the boxes in a pattern, I'm sure, but for now, all is well. (And even though they aren't in a pattern yet, they are alphabetized, just in case someone who knows me well thinks I'm not myself.) And I get giddy every time I look at it. Because it is exactly what I wanted.
Exactly what I needed.
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Easter Sunday
While we're enjoying a low key Easter day post-vacation, I figured I would share this that I made just last night. I specifically waited to make them while on vacation as I knew vacation pictures would be even better than just posed photos in our front yard. Plus, I had some ideas for how to incorporate our vacation with Easter. I realize at least someone will point out they are late, but as I always say, they're lucky they get them at all. I thought I could pick the prints up at Sam's today, just as the website claimed, but after driving there, I discovered it was closed. Rightly so. It's a holiday. So, they can continue to wait. They're worth it.
Anyway, we hope you have an equally blessed and tranquil Easter as well.
Anyway, we hope you have an equally blessed and tranquil Easter as well.
Friday, April 11, 2014
It's coming up roses....
For a person that has never been a fan of roses, I sure do take a lot of photos of them. Of course, having two dozen rose bushes in my Californian yard has certainly changed my perspective a bit of the thorned beauties.
I still don't like their scent, but there's something about the orange, yellow, and lavender ones. Lavender. Spring has gifted me colors and varieties I didn't know I had. And what a surprise they are. A yard of these petaled wonders. Along with bulbs I planted in January and February. My yard is so bright and cheerful. And every time I step out into it, I get giddy all over again. I need to step outside more often. Every chance I get. And just stare. This obsession started last fall. I couldn't believe how long they kept blooming. And now it's my first spring here and I just keep gawking. It's hard to believe someone had loved these roses for decades, and they're still here. Blessing yet another family.
That doesn't mean that I'm suddenly in love with roses though. I still don't like having a yard of thorns for my dogs. Or The Redhead. I'm still not fond of their scent. I'm not suddenly one of those ladies with vases of fresh cut flowers sitting on her dining table, appearing lovely and classy. No, I am not that person. But I can appreciate a good view when I see one. I can also admire the bright colors popping up in my yard on a daily basis. I can appreciate Mother Nature's gifts when she gives them to me. And I don't mind sharing that beauty from time to time.
I still don't like their scent, but there's something about the orange, yellow, and lavender ones. Lavender. Spring has gifted me colors and varieties I didn't know I had. And what a surprise they are. A yard of these petaled wonders. Along with bulbs I planted in January and February. My yard is so bright and cheerful. And every time I step out into it, I get giddy all over again. I need to step outside more often. Every chance I get. And just stare. This obsession started last fall. I couldn't believe how long they kept blooming. And now it's my first spring here and I just keep gawking. It's hard to believe someone had loved these roses for decades, and they're still here. Blessing yet another family.
That doesn't mean that I'm suddenly in love with roses though. I still don't like having a yard of thorns for my dogs. Or The Redhead. I'm still not fond of their scent. I'm not suddenly one of those ladies with vases of fresh cut flowers sitting on her dining table, appearing lovely and classy. No, I am not that person. But I can appreciate a good view when I see one. I can also admire the bright colors popping up in my yard on a daily basis. I can appreciate Mother Nature's gifts when she gives them to me. And I don't mind sharing that beauty from time to time.
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