Last Supper

A long-ish time ago I hung a combo of frames on a big, bare wall in our kitchen and a long-ish time ago I really, really didn’t like how it turned out.

Exhibit A:
Not that bad, I guess, but definitely nothing to write home about, or blog about (even though I did).may262012004_thumb1
I thought it was a great idea to spray paint all the frames silver and haphazardly toss some art in them and call it a collage.

And so for a long-ish time I saw it everyday as I walked back and forth; to and from the kitchen and I didn’t like it each and every time. 

But not anymore!  Nope!  While Anthony was at the March for Life in DC a couple of weeks ago, I took the old down and started anew on a fresh slate.  It’s looking much better these days…
Yes?  You think so?  I hope so!

It all started with this picture of the Last Supper:
It’s an antique that my grandma gave me a couple of years ago.  It used to hang in the farmhouse my grandpa grew up in.  I love it.  :)  And it only took me a long-ish time to finally get it hung here!  The “take & eat” above it hearkens to Matthew 26:26 – While they were eating, Jesus took bread, said the blessing, broke it, and giving it to his disciples said, “Take and eat; this is my body.”

The rest of the collage is a conglomeration of thrifted frames (that were spray painted), DIY art,  these mirrors from Target (I found them for el cheapo at Dirt Cheap because one of the three was missing a piece of mirror), and a couple of little thrifted mirrors.  I’ll be back this week to give you alllll the deets on the DIYed stuff, don’t you worry.

Now, for fun, let’s take a few steps back and to the side and then a little into the past to see how far this little eating spot has come, shall we?

A picture I took on our second visit to see the house before we bought it:Random 480

After we moved in, painted, and hung a real light fixture:
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This morning (Feb 2015):
  IMG_5789[Of course we don’t keep decor on the table…ever.  That was just for the sake of a pretty picture…as was the two high chairs plus the kid seat on the chair.]

I would say we’re done decorating/renovating/tweaking in here but the truth is, we’re not.  We’ve been tossing around the idea of blowing out part of the wall (not visible in the pictures) to the left to open the space up a little more to the living room and I’ve really been wanting to trade in our thrifted dining table and chairs for another (probably thrifted) set.  So, time will tell.

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What have you been working on?  Hanging any pictures?  Dabbling in art?  Taxes?…speaking of, I’ve gotta get those done.  I’m always doing them at the last minute.  Well, whatever you’re up to, I hope you’re having a good Monday (or what’s left of it considering it’s probably nearing it’s end for you as it is me). 


Until Next Year…

stockings.  That’s what I told those inanimate objects after a fight with the sewing machine this afternoon plus some pom pom trim and a little leopard velour.  This, ladies and gentlemen, is as far as I’ve gotten with our stockings: photo (3)

I know I mentioned before Christmas that I was going to get these done but no dice.  The girls’ play kitchen made sure I didn’t start on our stockings until after Christmas.  So, look for a whole tutorial on how I put these things together next November-ish.

I worked long and I worked hard on these things after I fell in love with these stockings from Ballard Designs: T_WithoutZoom
[image via Ballard Designs]

And let me tell you, I now know and understand why they charge (what I used to think was a crazy) $39.99 per stocking.  Making them from scratch is t to the e to the dious folks!  I learned a lot of new things about sewing and embroidering though in the midst of it all so don’t worry, I’ll make sure it’s a little easier for you all!

They’ll be back later this year.  Merry Christ…Happy New Year!

What Day Is It?

That’s probably the most asked question from myself to myself.  I get sidetracked a lot between feeding this kid, getting this one to the bathroom, changing this diaper bomb, and helping this one find her suddenly missing pants.  So, that’s why having a calendar in a few different places is so helpful for this mom. 

I have one on my phone’s home and main screens and the same one on my laptop background.  It’s this one from Oana Befort.
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I’ve mentioned her calendar before; it’s so great.  My sister told me about her and her fabulous calendar downloads (that are FREE!) a year ago and I’ve been hooked ever since.  They’re beautiful and she makes them different every month.  I know that January is almost over but the calendar is so pretty this month so grab it while there are a couple days left!

I also have a small calendar hanging on a magnetic hook on the side of our fridge.
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[tutorial for the DIY dry-erase, to-do list here]

This year, I downloaded this one from Delineate Your Dwelling.  It’s free too!  I used to love and download the free printable calendars Young House Love made because they were long and thin, but since they’ve stopped blogging and therefore making calendars, I’ve had to look elsewhere.  Amy’s is meant to be printed on regular 8.5” x 11” paper, but since I needed something a tad smaller to fit my little fridge space, I printed them out two per page, cut them out, and then cut off the outsides where the horizontal lines end to make them (7)

  Also, our ink cartridges are acting up, printing the calendar in a deep blue rather than black but I kinda like it that way.  (P.S.  We tried out those generic, refilled cartridges because they’re a good amount cheaper and we’ve had nothing but issues with them.  We’ll be buying the real deals next time.)
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[Sorry my pictures are a little blurry!  I’ve been lazy and taking phone pictures vs. the big rig…]

I like how simple Amy’s monthly calendars are and that they have a space for notes.  :)

Here are some other free calendar printables I’ve found floating around the web (please pin from original sources):

[from Classy Clutter]

[from Going Home to Roost]

[from Cocorrina]

[from Elegance and Enchantment]

This uber cool one from Vanessa Quijano.

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So, are you like me and always wondering what day it is?  I don’t know if I should really blame it on the kids or if it’s just my aging brain.  Maybe we’ll just slice that one down the middle and call it a tie.  :) 

Last Week

So I just typed out a whole post about last week and deleted it because I feel I can’t quite get the right words out to describe it.  It was a sad one.  Once again, I was reminded over and over of the sadness of death.  Even though I know that death isn’t the end, it still hurts so much to see people suffer because of it.  Loss is tough.  Last week I watched via Facebook as Paul Coakley, a guy I went to college with, lost his battle with cancer, survived here on earth by his eight-month pregnant wife and their three small children.  I just can’t imagine and I tried to all week but I just couldn’t handle the thought.  My heart hurts for them. 
Image via Facebook

On top of that, the 22nd marked the 42nd anniversary of Roe vs. Wade; when our Supreme Court legalized the murder of innocent babies in the womb.  Millions of babies have been brutally murdered since then, all while our country looks on and calls it “legal”. 

So many questions went through my mind as I tried to wrap my head around all of the suffering the world carries with it.  “Why the Coakley’s?”  “Why not us?”  “What if that happens to our family?”  “What if one of those aborted babies, having been saved, would’ve finally found the cure for cancer and none of this would’ve happened?”  I know that God has a plan and, as hard as it is, in the end I have full faith and trust in what He’s doing and allowing here in life.  He knows.  He cares.  He loves us.  With Him is what we all want our final resting place to be, right?  Life is so short and the hope of heaven is a great hope and to that I cling in times of sorrow.

Saying all that is easy and I know it because I’ve told myself if a thousand times over but it’s still hard during weeks like last week to be happy, to find joy in things, to write about the latest silly project I’m working on, to see happy faces on social media…to keep on keeping on.  I feel like during tough times I have a constant cloud over my head, basking me in sorrow.  Of course, I find joy in little things like the crazy things my kids do but it’s hard for me to think about things that I feel shouldn’t matter.  I was working to try to finish our Christmas stockings and I felt guilty for sewing and doing something that makes me happy.  I don’t know.  I guess I’m rambling and maybe not making any sense but my point is that, I shouldn’t be unhappy.  I shouldn’t feel down-trodden if I truly know that God is in charge, that He cares, that He loves us.  Yes it’s ok to mourn with those who are mourning but for me to get stuck in a slump because of it isn’t ok.  I had lots of happy moments last week but I also had lots of moments when I didn’t want to do anything but sit and sulk and be sad.  Anthony went to the March for Life in DC for four days and so I didn’t have him here to whip me into shape and so the rain cloud it was a lot of the time.  I should’ve taken that sorrow and turned it into prayers for those like the Coakley’s who needed it.  What a much better way to have spent my energy.  And so, this week, I’m doing just that.  I’m not going to be sad and down, I’m going to be happy, do what I normally do, and offer every moment I can up for those suffering.  Will you join me?  Pray for the Coakley’s.  Pray for all the mothers’ in the world who are dealing with the after-effects of having abortions.  Pray for the doctors murdering these precious babes.  Pray, pray, pray.  And be happy.  Take comfort in knowing that you have a God who loves you truly, madly, and deeply (thanks Savage Garden).  And pray that one day your path will lead straight to Him. 

God bless you friends!   

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If you haven’t already, please visit the Coakley’s Facebook page and read their story.  It’s truly inspiring and the testimonies of his life from those closest to him are amazing.  He truly was an example to so, so many in life and in death.  Some of the Coakley’s friends have also set up a donation account so, if you can, please give where it will be most appreciated!  Any amount helps!

#paulprayforus    #prayforann    #livelikepaul

12 Months of Sebastian

They say there’s no love like the love of a parent and I didn’t believe it (or didn’t care) until I had kids.  It’s true…every single word.  You never knew you could be so in love, so willing to lay down your life and your desires, or so paranoid and overprotective until a little you came along.  Twelve months after (another) tiny tot is born, your feelings have only increased a thousand-fold even if he’s a horrible sleeper and stuck to you like glue allthetime.  Even so, at the ripe age of ONE he’s the best cuddler, eats like a champ, and his dependency is something I’m sure Anthony and I will both wish back in a few years.

This kid though…  
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