The Dreadful Windowsill

Once upon a time there was an ugly windowsill. No, no–I mean a seriously UGLY windowsill. It was so ugly that it even made the plants sad–as you can see.

People said, “sand it.” People said, “paint it.” People said, “sand it and then paint it.”

Problem is, I’m not much of a sand it or paint it girl.

Being a resourceful soul, I remembered that there isn’t much that can’t be improved with a hook and some colored string.

So I grabbed my most beautiful pink yarn….

and got cracking!

I even found some variegated yarn that completely matched the sink curtains!

Of course, there was no pattern for this crazy project. There was, however, plenty of measuring, and setting, and pulling out and starting over going on. I had to get a little creative to accommodate that fancy corner.

I used a crossed double crochet stitch–because it’s cute and bumpy and will be forgiving and dry quickly when the plant waterer spills now and then. Ha.

It worked best to do a row in the back stitch so that it would fold perfectly over the edge of the sill.

I love how it changes and brightens up the whole dang room!

Even the plants are happy!!

A Smidge of Country Charm

Oh. My. Goodness.

There is just something about these two pictures that warms my heart.

I may have been born a hundred years too late to actually live this exact life–but my sweet little house is taking on it’s own country charm…

one small step at a time.

That’s close enough for me.

 

 

Tarmac the House Squirrel

Now that it’s January, the Santa hat for our little furless squirrel friend had to go. But, knowing–from my childhood– that many inanimate objects probably have feelings, and not being willing to take the risk that they don’t– I still wanted our little Tarmac to be warm.

Perhaps your thinking, “Aww how sweet.” Perhaps your thinking, “Somebody over at that place needs medication,” I don’t know. All I do know is that it makes life a lot more interesting if you believe in a few things that are…

a bit whimsical.

And so I do.

Besides, if I try to make Hobbes wear stuff he bites me, so naturally I’ll choose a more docile creature to dress for winter.  Be cold grumpy old Hobbes.

Tarmac the squirrel is warm and happy.

So I’m warm and happy.

Let it snow.

 

 

 

Ready To Rip

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My sweet Jillian came over one day with her work gloves on…

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and said, “Are you ready to rip out that carpet, and have a look at what is underneath?”

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She’s a very brave soul and I’m more the contented with whatever, “Ummm, sure!” kind of person.

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So, I stepped back and she started yanking–only took her about 15 minutes and she had the whole thing loose and curled up in the middle of the room.

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Sure enough–there was dusty, staple-y, positively potentially lovely hardwood underneath that blue carpet.

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I am officially the staple remover, duster, sweeper lady now. When that’s finished, I think we’ll have a dang pretty floor here.

That’s my bet.

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