Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Crayon 'Stained-Glass' Hearts


I decided I liked the garland better than individual hanging hearts.
Even prettier than I remembered.

My craft room is back to being user-friendly. Here's a little tour.

I Love Amaryllis

This is the amaryllis I bought a week or so before Thanksgiving. It was just a dead-onion-looking thing until the first of December, and then it exploded.

It got so tall I had to move it to a taller planter.

I love these low-maintenance flowers.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Project of the day: Valentines Hearts

Planning to make a bunch of these hearts to hang in the dining room window this evening. My brother and I used to make these "stained glass" shapes as kids (a great way to thin the crayon collection). Martha Stewart has a way of making even the simplest ideas seem sophisticated (or just plain complicated) but I'm looking forward to reliving this craft project. Since I don't have the same crayon surplus I did at age 10, I got to buy a brand new box of 64 Crayolas last night. Pictures coming soon.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

To Do: Rose Planning, Gardening, Crochet

To do list:

1. Buy this rose. Plant it in my little garden.

Over the weekend I pruned the heck out of the few plants in front of our house. I'm very happy with my little garden plot. It's not a yard, but it's just enough to have a few flowers. Being in the dirt felt good. I ripped out two juniper bushes before they took over the neighborhood, hacked away at a rosemary plant that had gone haywire (it smelled really good, like seasoned foccasia bread), and hauled a bunch of rose bush trimmings away. My hands look like I had a fist fight with one of the cats.

2. Crochet this scarf.
I got all inspired last week to pull out my crochet hooks again. I think it was because I could sit in the living room with my yarn while my craft room was occupied (aka: having the ceiling replaced). It's nice to feel 100% cotton in my hands. Methodical stitches and symmetrical rows are strangely soothing. I'm not making anything too grandiose, just a few granny squares. But my ambition knows no bounds. Isn't that scarf in the picture beautiful?

Wednesday, January 20, 2010


Feeling blue. Want to take a walk to jump start my day (clear head, get heart pumping) but it's still dark and will be for another hour. Woke up really sad yesterday, and haven't been able to shake it. Wish I could spend more time with Mom, who's alone most days with no where to go. Miss the friends I'm out of touch with. Want a community to materialize around me without all the work and time it takes to establish what I'm imagining. It's selfish, I know, but it's at the low points I feel the most lonely.

I'm up early to fit all the things I want to do into my day. It's not a long list, but I feel that I waste the hours before and after work (it's so easy to sleep until the last minute before leaving the house for the day, or crash in front of the TV and pass out on the couch in the evening). Then I wonder where the day went.

Good morning, world. What do you have in store for me today?

Monday, January 11, 2010

Sunset Magazine, Here We Come

I've been waiting to post photos of my favorite room in our new house. Waiting until everything looks just the way I want it to, in all it's organizational glory. Instead, my first photo shoot involved a maintenance emergency. Home ownership at it's finest.

My favorite place is my craft room, which I scouted and claimed on our first visit last Fall when the house was still Real Estate, not our Home. It's about 10' by 10' with one window overlooking the back "yard" and French doors that open into the dining room. It was the first room we laid laminate flooring in, and the whole time I imagined how I would set it up in there.

The room is perfect. Just enough space to spread out all my sewing, scrapbooking, card-making, and writing supplies, and display some of my favorite possessions. While moving in, we noticed a large piece of the ceiling had been patched, but having no reason to investigate further, hoped for the best. Until last Wednesday.

On Wednesday, while I was journaling in my room and Husband was showering in the bathroom directly above me, I heard dripping. The seam from the ceiling patch (a 24" square) had bubbles around it, as if water was pooling above my fabric collection and decorative doo dads. "Honey, I think we have a leak."

Sure enough, the ceiling was soft to the touch. Long story short, the previous owners remodeled the upstairs bathroom WITHOUT sealing the gap between the shower's tile wall and the tub. There was no visible space due to all the caulking, but water-tight it was not. After years of mold and decay, water was coming through the floor.

I'll let the photos tell the rest of the story.

In the bathroom looking down:

In my craft room looking up: