Monday, March 23, 2015

My Husband Was Right

I am currently enduring a painting project.  I say enduring, because it has been a long road of indecision and paint color choices that have gone awry.

I decided that our living room, which we are slowly transforming into the den, needed some fresh paint.  This is due to the fact that the color on the wall very closely matched the color of the stain we chose for the bookcase we installed.  If memory serves me, the paint color was called Tribal Pottery.  Is was a nice warm, rich, red/brown.  After the bookcase was installed, there wasn't enough contrast between the bookcase and the wall color.  So, the adventure began.  Or should I say the long, arduous journey began.

First, in my longing for change, I chose a beautiful sunny yellow called Lantern Light.  After applying the first coat to all the walls, I needed my sunglasses.  It was just too bright and leaned just too far into green for my taste and my home, which is filled with earthy browns and greens.


So, my husband and I went back to the drawing board and pulled out other color swatches that spoke to us.  After much hemming, hawing and somewhat heated debates, we settled on a pleasant shaded green which boasted the name Restful.  After our wasted painting time with the yellow and all the somewhat heated debates that followed, I think we chose the color more for the name than an instinctual feeling of rightness.


Restful was still too perky for that room (the photo does not show it's true color).  And so, we're on to round three.  I should say four, because we did get a sample of a color called Road Runner.  And yes, it did look rather comical on the wall so we immediately scrapped that.

Patrick is at work right now and in his trunk is another paint sample which he will be taking in for yet another gallon of paint.  This time we've chosen to go back to basics and paint the walls the original color they were when we moved in!!  Patrick originally wanted to do just that.  I, on the other hand, did not.  Our painting journey will be at an end soon and we will enjoy a nice neutral Tortilla on the walls.  Don't tell him I said so, but my husband was right.

Monday, March 16, 2015

simple woman's daybook

For Today... March 16, 2015
 
Outside my window...  the sun has set and the clouds were gray with an edge of red.  There is a little rain on the windows that is sparkling in the streetlight.
 
I am thinking... of our St. Patrick's day table at bible study tomorrow.  Went to a friend's store and she set me up with a green table cloth, plates, napkins and many die-cut shamrocks.  Fun, fun!
 
I am thankful... for spring weather this early in the year!  Our snow has all melted and the grass is green-ish already.
 
I am wearing... blue jeans, black tank top and a raspberry colored cardigan with dangly earrings and socks on my feet.
 
I am creating... an organized bookshelf.  Going through all my books and sorting them by subject and author.  I am a book nerd.  :)
 
I am going... to a lot of social engagements this week.  I used to pray for a few good friends to be able to chat with.  God has certainly blessed me in this.
 
I am wondering... What am I wondering?  Will the nice weather continue?  Who sings the song I am currently listening to? (Maroon 5, I should have known!) What color should I paint the den?  What should I wear tomorrow?  How should I transport my goodies tomorrow.  Did I get all my homework done?  Who might read this post?
 
I am reading... Fearless by Max Lucado and waiting for Orphan Train by Christina Baker Kline to be available at the library.
 
I am hoping... to make a few hand-made cards to share with friends and family.
 
I am learning... how to pray.  (Pretty sure there is no right way, this is just an outline for praying out loud!  Which, by the way, is not something I'd consider to be in my comfort zone...at all!) :)
 
In my garden... the worms are still sleeping and the soil is drinking the melting snow.
 
In my kitchen... pistachio cake and cucumber-dill bites waiting for tomorrow.
 
In the homeschool room... we are finishing the civil war era and going into a three week study on Africa!  How fun.  I am hoping to tell some stories the kids haven't heard yet from my trip.
 
A favorite quote for today... "May your troubles be less and your blessings be more and nothing but happiness come through your door."  ~Irish blessing
 
A peek into one of my days...
He didn't want his picture taken.
 
The last photo I took.
 
One of my favorite things... when a plan falls together effortlessly.
 
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Tuesday, February 17, 2015

simple woman's daybook

For Today.. February 17, 2015
 
Outside my window... blue sky and bright sunshine, birds at the feeder and a brisk wind.

I am thinking... about my poor neglected blog.  I wish I felt more creative lately. 

I am thankful... for a warm jacket and a warm house.

In the kitchen... the refrigerator is full of ingredients for a week's worth of meals.  I just need to work my magic and make the meals.

I am wearing... raspberry colored sweater, blue jeans and wool socks.

I am creating... a new me.  Minute by minute, hour by hour and day by day.  I hope I never stop growing and changing.

I am going... to squeeze in some exercise today. 

I am wondering... what life will look like when Logan starts driving in a few years.

I am reading... Fearless by Max Lucado.

I am hoping... to wash the vehicle before another cold front moves in. 

I am looking forward to... women's retreat this weekend!

I am learning... to be more open and trusting.

Around the house... studious children, a lazy dog, a dishwasher full of clean dishes, a dryer full of clean clothes that need folding and a mom on the computer.  :)

I am pondering... paint colors.  There are a lot of choices out there.

A favorite quote for today... "Fill your house with stacks of books, in all the crannies and in all the nooks." ~ Dr. Seuss.

One of my favorite things... is birds.  Given the time, I would travel the world in search of different species.  Some would say I'm a bird nerd.  :)

A few plans for the rest of the week:  errands, discipleship, swimming lessons and women's retreat.
 
A peek into my day...
My little fish and her little brother who is just learning to swim.
 

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Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Winter

As I was out shoveling, I noticed Winter making itself at home....
 
Winter sits upon the chair.

Winter built a little house.

Winter spread it's blanket upon this place.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

simple woman's daybook

FOR TODAY January 20, 2015


Outside my window... a gray sky and fresh white snow.

I am thinking... of new beginnings and changes.  I've been making little changes ever since my trip to Africa and it feels good!

I am thankful... for my husbands words of love.  Something I tend to take for granted.

In the kitchen... coffee brewing!

I am wearing... gray tights and a purple tunic.

I am creating... Pinterest boards for decorating inspiration because January is the month for change around the house.

I am going... write letters to my Compassion children this week.  They are long overdue!

I am wondering... if Milo the dog might have an ear infection?  We're going in to check today.

I am reading... Fearless by Max Lucado.

I am hoping... I get over this pesky cold soon. 

I am looking forward to... turning the living room into a den complete with built-in bookshelves and comfy chairs.

I am learning... all about the 1800's right along with the kids.

Around the house... winter snowflake decorations are scattered here and there, along with a snowman or two.

I am pondering... the age old question, "What should I have for breakfast today?"

A favorite quote for today... "Fear never wrote a symphony or poem, negotiated a peace treaty, or cured a disease." ~ Max Lucado, Fearless.

One of my favorite things... is the company of an old friend.

A few plans for the rest of the week: run to the library, order a few books, attend book study, bring Milo to the vet and enjoy each and every day. 

A peek into my day...
Mustache mischief.

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Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Walking in Woods on a Snowy Day

Beautiful snowy day.

We grabbed our cameras...

and strapped on our snowshoes.

Trail through the snowy trees.


Covered in a snow blanket.


Breaking trail.

Snow dog!

Natures own birdhouse.

Surprised the river was still open.


Heading back.

 
The quiet that surrounds us while deep in the woods never ceases to amaze me.  So peaceful.  Every now and again we could hear the chickadee's singing to us from the woods and the wind whispering in the trees. 
 
It always reminds me of Robert Frost's poem, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.
 
Whose woods these are I think I know.   
His house is in the village though;   
He will not see me stopping here   
To watch his woods fill up with snow.   
 
My little horse must think it queer   
To stop without a farmhouse near   
Between the woods and frozen lake   
The darkest evening of the year.   
 
He gives his harness bells a shake   
To ask if there is some mistake.   
The only other sound’s the sweep   
Of easy wind and downy flake.   
 
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   
But I have promises to keep,   
And miles to go before I sleep,   
And miles to go before I sleep.

Friday, January 9, 2015

Five Minute Friday : Welcome

wel·come  verb \ˈwel-kəm\  

: to greet (someone) in a warm and friendly manner
: to receive or accept (something) with happiness or pleasure
 
Welcome.  It's such a big word when you start to unpack it.  It's full of hospitality and warmth.  It is an embrace.  An embrace of acceptance.
 
To make someone feel welcome is not an easy task.  I feel it is a gift that some have more abundantly than others.  When I ask the question, 'Who makes you feel welcome?'  You will quickly think of one or two people that overflow with hospitality and warmth.  They put you at ease with a few quick words or a warm hug.
 
Maybe it's a place that makes you feel welcome.  The cozy overstuffed chair in a quiet corner of the library is one such place for me.  How about your friends scarred kitchen table with the nail polish stain and the bite marks from the dog.
 
As I ponder welcoming people and places, I can't help but think of my God.  His arms are forever open.  His hands are scarred; proof of His love for me, for us.  His words are gentle and He accepts me just as I am with pleasure.

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