You ever read those posts where someone has some kind of great something and they found it on the curb, or got it on craigslist for a couple bucks or found it at the Restore for almost pennies? Yeah, me too–and I always think: Why not me? Why can’t I find a slew of cabinets(…)
Some people love summer. You’d think I’d be one of them–after all, I work a school year calendar. Summer for me is sleeping in, long afternoons, extra time with family and friends. But truly, I think spring may be my favorite season.
If you’ve been following along in episode 1 or episode 2 of As the Paint Roller Turns, you know that Cane and I caused Grace some moments of anxious worry by beginning two big projects days before a party she was throwing. And you know that it all turned out well in the end, even(…)
At the end of episode 1, our heroine (me) had painted herself into a corner: In less than 32 hours, I had to get those stairs and that family room into party-ready shape for that girl’s 8th grade promotion party. Otherwise, it was gonna get ugly: How did I get myself into this mess?
On Friday, I was all set to write a post about this: I was going to have a plethora (yes, a plethora) of artsy photos of my funky, retro enamelware stockpot, much better than this one on the mid-century teak table: I was going to show you the details that made me fall in love(…)
We don’t do church on Sundays. We do chores. You might think chores can’t be any kind of equivalent to church, but we’ve found that chores actually do for us much of what church does for others (besides fill our Sunday mornings).
Would you want to cook your dinner on this thing? We didn’t want to, either. That’s why Rita and I spent some time casually shopping for a new grill this spring. Our grill not only looked horrible, it worked pretty horrible, too. There was really no temperature control. It cooked everything on high regardless of(…)