Remember those summer nights by the chiminea? Neither can I, that was too many winter lbs. gained, snowfalls and degrees Fahrenheit ago. How great was my spray tan??
When will winter be over??
I’ve been perusing a handful of blogs lately (when I should be dusting, nonetheless) and I’ve noticed a fun little trend that has piqued my interest: What I Wore Wednesdays (or some variation of this idea).
What I Wore Wednesdays is to encourage the stay at home (or work from home) Moms/women folk out there to get out of their jammies or soft pants and put some effort into their outfit and accessories. Then they snap a picture and show the world via the big bad internet. Sounds stupid? No, my friends, not to me. I love to see how creative people get, what their outfits cost, if they have thrifted any of the items and so on. It’s inspiring to watch them dive into their closet and see what they come up with.
Fashion is not my forte (cue Flashback Fridays for some chilling reminders) and I’m a better copier than creator. And even though I do go into the office each day, the kind folks at my work couldn’t care less about fashion. This encourages me to be lazy and sloppy and sometimes un-showered (oh my!). So, I thought I’d give this What I Wore Wednesdays a shot. Except, do it on random Thursdays and call it something else because it’s my blog and I do what I want, when I want.
Also No Boys Allowed!! Well, ok, fine but I’m just warning you that you won’t care about any of it – so, proceed at your own risk.
I don’t own many clothes (and even less accessories) so I think this is going to be a challenge for me. And I’m hoping to take you along for the ride, so how about it?
Here is my first outfit (taken with the tripod, a gift from my kick butt BIL). Feel free to judge but be nice and remember: I have complete control of the comments and probably will take on pseudo names to write how stunningly fashionable this outfit is (as well as other random compliments) if and when no one else does.
Anyone out there tried the belted cardigan fad??
This is my corner of the world to make things and post them on the Internet. Whether they are ugly or not. You’re welcome.
Hello, my pretties. I made something for you. Well, not really. I just made something and wanted to show you. Don’t touch, ok?
Notice my bird wreath hanger, which I may have hinted at in an earlier post.
These yarn wreaths have been floating all over blogland. I found a great tutorial here. If you follow the link, beware. There is music, which could prove to be embarrassing if you were to open it during an important teleconference…
It was a fairly easy project. I started with a straw wreath (with the plastic wrap still on) and started wrapping the yarn around it. Let’s pause here for a moment. This step took me a (VERY) long time. Not the twenty minutes like I had thought, oh no. In fact, I had to spread it over two “sessions”. Anyway, I was doing my yarndest (hehe) to get full coverage and no gaps. But, being the lumpy wreath that it was (I can relate), that was completely impossible. So, once I was finally done, I sadly realized I had to go back and fill in the gaps. If you look closely, you’ll see them, as well as devastation across my face.
The gap filling took very little time though, and in hindsight, I wouldn’t have spent nearly as much time trying to be perfect with the first pass.
I made the rosettes like the tutorial showed – except I used a bunch of fabric glue to keep them together. Then, I stuck those babies right into the wreath using pearl topped floral pins.
Wreath: $3.99 (could have used a coupon but forgot)
Yarn: $1.99 (I had bought two but only need one, woot!)
Pins: $1.99 (but I used a coupon and got it for 1.00)
Felt: .29 cents for each sheet (cream, camel, and grey). The white is leftover from this little project:
Total cost: $8ish bucks + the pleasant reminder that my Halloween costume was fly. Oh, and I used a giftcard that I had accrued from past failed projects anyway so it didn’t cost me a dime.
Ok, tell me nice things now.
I understand I have done wrong. I should be charged a fine for my past grievances against society. Like, for one, sporting this terrifying perm. Now, I’m not trying to make matters worse, but the wildly inappropriate hair that you *can’t* see is tucked into a hideous and obnoxious metal bun cage. I’m very lucky this didn’t make it on to my criminal record.
Just in case the severity of this situation is difficult to access from the grainy example above, I have provided further proof.
Have a good weekend. I’ll be busy searching for my self esteem.
Remember one of the first posts I had on my little blog baby? Basically, it was a painfully long list of To Dos that the Hubs and I hammered out before we put the house up for sale last spring and *another list* on what was still left to do.
Now that 2011 showed up, I thought a follow up was in order. You guys still with me or did you take off already??
These items remain on the To Do List (you know I love me some lists):
1. The Great Deep Clean of 2010 has slopped over into the Great Deep Clean: My Life Long Adventure. This is ongoing, or should I say, stuff I should be doing but am too lazy most days.
2. We did paint the service door (and wrote a really exciting post about it). Check!
3. A fail. I’ve done touch ups in the bedroom but that’s about it. *sigh* This needs to get done before we put the house back on the market in the next month.
4. Alas, our grubby front door is also still on the list. My motivation is currently zero but this also needs to be done soooon.
5. My hair. Check. But, unfortunately, it’s about that time again so…back on the list it goes.
(Not much progress has been made, eh? Wait for it…)
6. Paint the master closet. Ummm, CHECK.
It went from this:
Pretty nice, huh? I didn’t take a picture of everything put back into the closet because it was a lot of crap and I was feeling fatigue. See my pile? Blech.
It’s a boring color (same as our master bedroom) but it really finishes it off (and covers up the scuff marks) so I’m glad I spent a weekend finally tackling this project.
Any house projects, big or small, that are on your list to take on in 2011 (that, coincidentally, were supposed to be done in 2010 but who’s keeping track)?
As you know, January is officially Organization month. Or maybe it’s not official but it should be. Weirdly enough, I got a jump start in December when I had a few days off. Anyhow, let’s not get hung up on specifics. I am trying to get my life to have some semblance of order before I swoop in and messy it up again.
I organized my Craft Trunk. Yes, a trunk. Amazingly, once I gathered up all of my paper and ribbon and glitter and glue and scissors and stickers and punches and stamps and…well, let’s just say I had an entire trunk full of goodies.
More goodies to be shoved in, Tetris style. It does fit, I promise.
That folder is housing *most* of my decorative paper. See how it’s bursting at the seams? That’s when I realized, I had a problem. You see, I don’t scrapbook. I don’t sew. In fact, I don’t do much of anything, except make these:
I make cards. And that’s it. So, in all actuality, it’s totally ridiculous that I have an entire trunk dedicated to making what, like 12 greeting cards a year?
Aren’t they so cute though? You might get one if you are nice.
Afterward, I made a promise to the Hubs. I promised: No more random paper and crafty purchases for at least one year. I need to take some time (in my estimation, 15 years) to make a dent in the supplies I already own. I mean, for real, some of the paper I have is 10 years old and I have ribbon from the 1990s, when my Mom bought it for her craft projects of yore. Promise to tackle me if you see me roaming wild eyed at Hobby Lobby, ok?
Oh, and also, this Craft Trunk organization took me 3 1/2 days. You know why? Obviously, I got distracted and spent most of the time making cards. In my defense, I was just “taking stock” in what I had so it could be organized perfectly. The Hubs didn’t argue with this logic, mostly because I was nice and quiet, which is a welcomed relief from my nonstop blabber.
Does this happen to anyone else? You are supposed to sit down and organize something for 15 minutes and it bleeds into a 3 1/2 days?
Spring break 1999 with my sweet friend Tiffany. What we wanted was a girl’s beach vacation filled to the brim with sun, sand, relaxation and loads of fun. What we got is a freezing cold blah trip to Myrtle Beach (which I hear is nice when it’s not March) with no sighting of another young person for a 100 mile radius. We donned shorts anyway, not because it was warm enough, but because it was all we had packed. Fact: We are cold. Very cold.
Now, I let the Hubs plan all of our vacations because he’s smart enough to check if where we are going will be enjoyable.
The days are chilly. You need something warm and hearty and comforting ASAP. There is nothing better than cramming this fabulous soup down your throat with some crusty bread on a cold January day. I stole this recipe from my wonderful friend, Diane. She’s an outstanding cook and hostess…and an even better person.
Plus, it’s our Minnesotan duty to rock the wild rice soup. Enough chit chatting, let’s get this boil rolling.
Ingredients: You can 3x this recipe and make a big batch
1. Rinse rice under cold h20 and drain.
2. In medium saucepan, combine rice with chicken broth and cook until tender (about 45 min)
3. In another saucepan, melt butter over medium heat. Add celery, green pepper, onion, mushrooms, carrots and garlic. Cook, stirring occasionally, until veggies are tender (about 10 minutes).
4. Stir in flour and cook 2 minutes.
5. Add in chicken broth with rice, salt and pepper, (chicken) and pimento. Bring to a boil, stirring occasionally.
6. Stir in cream and sherry, heat through.
7. Serve with slivered almonds on top.
8. Eat until your belly is full and happy. Top it off with some hot chocolate in front of a warm fire, and you’ve got yourself the perfect night.
A boring title. And, maybe even a boring post.
Hubs gave me a speech on making quantifiable goals rather than vague resolutions like “organize my entire tired and whacked life” which is what I was tempted to put down when 2011 showed up one night after I ate too much cheese and stayed up a handful of hours past my bedtime. Resolutions, to have any shot of actually being accomplished, need to be measurable in the first place. Here they are, my 2011 *yawn* resolutions:
1. Eat 300 salads this year, because vitamins are nice to have.
A side story. The Hubs came up with this idea last year. He vowed to eat 200 salads (he kept track on a calendar!) and he was well over his goal by year end. So, this year, we decided to do it together and bump it to 300. Now, we aren’t nit picky – if it looks like a salad, we count it. Some will be big, some will be small…but we’ll count it. We are already off to a good start, then again, it’s only a week into January.
*updated Hubs number to 200.
3. Drink h20 before each meal because that seems like a good idea? Doesn’t everyone put this down as one of their resolutions?
4. Do one small To Do task per day. I know, this seems completely pathetic. But, in the winter especially, it’s easy for me to plop myself in front of the TV or computer and waste away hours. Now I know that I have to get that one little To Do checked off before I can call it a night. The great side effect is that it usually leads to me scurrying around doing more than I had planned since starting is the hardest part for me. And, say it doesn’t get the ball rolling on doing a bunch of other things, well, then at least I got one thing done and that, my friends, is Progress.
5. Track our money with mint.com. I want to be the Budget Queen (now that I got that After Christmas sale spending spree crammed into the last part of 2010).
We’ve already got this up and running to pull our data in automatically. Everyone should use it, seriously, it’s an awesome tool.
There you have it. I tried to keep them simple, quantifiable and the list short. Otherwise, I am doomed for resolution failure. Anyone want to share some of their resolutions now that 2011, like my cellulite, is here to stay?
Swimming in the (frigid) Mediterranean waters surrounding Cinque Terre Italy with my engineering cohorts Matt and Charlie. Yes, we are wearing swimming suits. Isn’t she a very pretty place?
Shortly there after, while kayaking around, I yakked up all of the fabulous pesto and gelato I had enjoyed earlier that day into those same lovely waters. I find it extremely suspicious that the word yak is tucked coincidentally inside the word kayaking. Think about it.
But don’t think too hard, it’s Friday and the weekend is almost HERE.