Prepared for the flu?

Baby first fell victim to the bug, poor thing. Next came Husband, then Son, then me...Daughter so far has avoided the awfulness and hopefully she'll either fall victim tonight or not at all. After all, she has her pre-school Christmas program on Friday and can't miss her opportunity to be the snowflake reindeer adorable Christmas-thing that her teacher assigned her to be that I can't seem to recollect with surety at the moment.

When we found Baby Saturday morning in her crib coated in puke, I tried to look at the positives:

1. I had a couple bottles of Pedialyte on hand!
2. We have a washer with a "Sanitary" cycle
3. Baby was still happy to see us, even though she could have been laying in the stuff for hours. Still feeling guilty about that.

When husband was stricken I again tried to remain optimistic despite the dismal outlook for mine and my other children's future health:

1. We were well-stocked with Gatorade and Saltines.

Unfortunately I didn't have his flavor of choice (lemon-lime). No matter,  I picked up some more.

Then Son tossed his cookies last night. He is such a heavy sleeper he didn't even wake up! Husband smelled it passing through the hall. We woke Son up to shower while we began the sterilization of his room.

When I came home this morning from my run I wanted to keel over and die.  Instead I fell to my bed and told Husband he was in charge for the day and I was clocking out. Recalling the contents of the pantry I remembered we were low on Saltines and had none of my flu-beverage of choice: Ginger Ale.

Just before settling into my morning coma my friend texted me asking if she could stop by to visit and  deliver her monthly spiritual message {one of the many perks of living the Mormon life}.  I told her she would be better off staying as far away from our house as possible.

Next thing I know she's delivering two boxes of Saltines, two bottles of Ginger Ale, and told me Chicken Noodle Soup would be delivered for dinner.

Moral of the story?

Prepare well for the flu-season. Like with tissues, pain relievers, fever reducers, toilet paper, baking soda, carpet cleaners and deodorizers, laundry detergent, Saltines, Gatorade, Ginger Ale, Pedialyte and whatever sounds good to eat when you're not feeling so good.

If you run out of supplies by the time you get the flu, have a good friend.

That soup was amazing.

Preparing the Home for Christmas...Michelle-style :)

I hate to disappoint, but this won't be a tutorial on how to hang your stockings with care, or how to trim your tree well enough to land a page in Country Living. No, no. I've got far more important matters to discuss. I apologize for having been scarce the last few weeks. We've been busy!

Pre-Thanksgiving I get a little bah-humbig-ish about Christmas. Mostly the part about my kids getting presents. I look in their closets and the toy room and think, "There is no way we are bringing anything else into this house." I don't even want to give them anything.  I want to send an e-mail to their grandparents telling them to donate to Orphans in Ecuador rather than give my children gifts. They have enough. Then my heart softens and I do what always makes me feel better: {Donating to orphans in Ecuador is still a very good option} Open every drawer and closet and find things to give away to charity to make room for incoming matter that will be here before we know it.

My 4 year-old daughter picked up on my frantic need to rid the house of unnecessaries. She joined me on a crusade through the house one afternoon even. She parted with this, this and this, among many other toys and books.  I was shocked. She informed me there were sick children in the hospital that needed them more than she. I may have wiped a tear from my cheek. I'd say in the last 8 weeks we've donated an entire van's worth of stuff. Like the kind of van that has NO seats in it except for the driver's seat. It was awesome.

Make your season a little brighter and someone else's and purge!

A few questions you can ask yourself:
1. When was the last time I wore/used this?
2. How long have I had it?
3. Will I be using this in the near future? (Be honest with yourself here. And truly guys, there are only so many white elephant parties you'll be going to this year).

Stop yourself before you want to say:
1. But I spent a fortune on this!
2. But I got this for SUCH a steal!

It doesn't matter. There is nothing quite so beautiful as empty space. Seriously.

If you really think some of your stuff indeed has value, definitely consider selling it. In fact, just when I thought I was done ridding my house of unused items, I was confronted with two realities when the Christmas bins and boxes were in the living room. One, I was in love with another Christmas Tree. Living .25 miles from Costco it was hard to keep my distance from it. I finally decided to break up with my old tree and sell it on KSL. It sold in 3 hours.  I bought my new tree that same night and felt pleased with my decision. The second reality I faced was this beautiful garland that once hung over my fireplace in Chicago now needed to go. I loved it, but hadn't used it in 2 Christmases. It was one of those things I thought I would set up but never did. So up on KSL it went. It didn't sell nearly as quickly as the tree, but still in less than a week. I now am relinquished of all feelings of guilt. No more garland to feel bad about not putting up for Christmas.

Farewell garland and tree. :)

Go on.  You can be strong. Parting with stuff can be a bit emotional and even painful for some. Start somewhere small and before you know it, you'll be running through the house wondering what else you can give away because it gives you such a rush.

Upcoming: Gifting made easier.  A little, anyway.

Happy December 2nd!

The Art of Gratitude

Have you noticed that it's SO much more pleasant doing nice things for people when they are gracious and grateful?  

From an early age my mother tried to instill in me the importance of giving thanks and being grateful. In fact, in our stockings every Christmas, Santa left us Thank you cards, a tradition that lives on in my little family now.

I often think to myself, "I should write them a note," but just as often that thought gets lost in the muck of my mind and forgotten. I think of my grandparents who faithfully gift myself and my children thoughtful cards for birthdays, the speaker who gave a powerful talk in sacrament meeting a few weeks ago, the friend who though I haven't seen in over a year, I am so grateful to have.... the list of unthanked people in my life goes on and on. It makes me feel like a bum. Like I am being an ungrateful brat. The fact is, even if you are grateful for someone but fail to express it, your behavior is pretty much synonymous with ingratitude. Ouch. I don't want to be unappreciative. I don't want to be mistaken for someone who thinks she's entitled.  I want to be like the type of person who people don't mind serving. The kind of person who notices the little things one does and expresses genuine gratitude for it.

I finally decided I needed a "Thank You Spot."   I had Husband bring this secretary desk upstairs from the basement.  I love this piece. A dear friend of mine was redecorating and de-cluttering and she was ready to haul it away to Goodwill. I confessed my love for it and she hauled it to my house and even had her teenage son lug it to the little upstairs of our cape cod in Chicago.  It has since journeyed across the country and I love it even more because it reminds me of my friend.  It is where all my cute stationery, stamps, pens, gift cards and  address lists are tucked away and ready at will for me to use them. The reality was if the desk was in the basement, rarely would I get cards and notes sent out.  I decided the main level just off the kitchen was a very good spot for it.  Strangely, the children aren't curious about the contents of this desk and leave it be. We'll see how long that lasts. In the box I keep old Christmas cards and other sentimental notes.

I also keep a little notebook here so I can keep a running list of people I want to thank. When I have a moment, I can jot a note. Or if I have a chunk of time, I can write several.  Who doesn't like receiving real mail?

A closer look. Because I know you want one. :)

Now hopefully if I owe you a thank you, you will get it before my hair turns silver.

Need to change your frame of mind to prod you into a more grateful mood?  

I recommend these two books to get you started:

"He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has."  

~Epictetus

How to fake like you're a designer...

When we purchased this home it was disheartening to realize that we weren't inheriting every piece of home decor or furniture from the previous owner. The home had shown very nicely, the lady being an interior designer and all.  It was one of those homes where you had to reeeallly close your eyes and try very hard to imagine a room without all the "stuff" to decide if you really still liked the home and not just the stuff in the home. In the end, we decided we still liked the home, even without all her stuff, and forged ahead, knowing in time we could eventually make this place ours. We were coming from a home about 1/4 the size, so while we were happy to spread out, it was a lot of house to take in.

Fortunately the walls weren't painted any awful funky colors, so I didn't have the urge to start making changes right away. I heard that it's best to wait at least a year before you really make any changes to the home. Once you've been in it a year, you can feel the flow, or feel what needs to change about the flow. You've had time to see what styles of decor are out there and what suits you.  I made some hasty decisions about our home in Chicago that I later regretted, so being patient was a necessity. I did not want to mess this place up if I could help it.

In just one year's time, I had plenty of face time with the walls of our home and likely more than the average person. Just one week after moving in, I started puking my guts out and continued to do that for several weeks/months. I was expecting baby number three! Then just two months after having Baby, I had bunion surgery, again forcing me to reacquaint myself with the walls of this home for a very, very long time.

Once I was back on my feet in the most literal sense possible, I was also ready to make some SERIOUS changes to my home, especially the paint. I felt like I was living in a chocolate cave! Now, I do love my chocolate-- on a plate or in a mug, but not all around me in every room of the house. Enter my fab designer friend, Jessica.

I've known Jessica since the awkward middle school years. Even during those years, Jessica  had this amazing flare for style. She always came up with the most creative and thoughtful gifts for her friends. Every time I went over to her house she had either repainted her bedroom, rearranged her furniture, or acquired some fantastically unique piece of art to display. So, it is no surprise that 15 years later she is a real, bona fide interior designer.

The first room I wanted to tackle was what the rest of the world would call a "formal living room" but what I wanted to be able to call a "casual library."  Once we moved in, all the room had was a couch from the former owner. Nothing else. You better believe lots of roughhousing and wrestling took place in this room. It was indeed perfect for that. But I was more than ready to retire it as the roughhousing room.  I didn't, however,  want this room to turn in to the room that never got used. I wanted it to be the place where I read to my children, gathered as a family, and also serve as my own personal escape  (which by the way, the best time to sneak into a book is when I have piles upon piles of laundry to fold).

I snapped some photos and took measurements and sent them to Jess with the budget I had in mind for the room. She also provided me with an in-depth questionaire to fill out so she could get a complete understanding for the purpose of the room and my style. This is the style board she came up with:

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She also provided me with a detailed description of the vision she had for the room as well as some helpful  styling and organization tips and some fun ideas (like painting that triangular wall under the stair well with chalkboard paint so the kids could draw on it!).

Okay, so now I'll hurry and get to the befores and afters. That's my favorite part...

This a shot of  the room before we bought the house:

This is the room the night we moved in: (it was the week before Christmas. we HAD to put up the tree! As you can see the kids are very excited about it.)

This is the room a year later -- I made two big purchases at this point-- chairs and a book shelf.... The book shelf I fell in love with 5+ years prior and is my personal trophy for self-discipline, patience and practicality. It took a lot of all three and I will say it was worth the wait!  The chairs are super comfy to snuggle up in (that was an absolute requirement) and I love the whimsical bee print fabric.

The final product-- paint and everything. (is it not INCREDIBLE what a change of color on the walls can do to a room?! That is why I love painting. It's so gratifying. You can visually see as you paint the walls the improvement happen right before your eyes.)

I decided against getting drapes. The shutters serve the purpose of letting in and shutting out light, so I used the money I would have spent on the drapes towards getting a couch that I LOVED.

Buying a couch is quite a commitment. Good ones can be expensive. I was really excited about the one Jess put on my style board. It gave me a good starting point. I really wanted a lighter colored couch but thought maybe I was crazy. I do have children. And I don't want to love my couch more than my kids, you know?  I do believe, barring some extenuating circumstances, that you can teach your kids how to respect your stuff without ruining their lives or going crazy. Although I didn't tell Jess I wanted a white-ish couch, she put one on my style board and that gave me the confidence in my sanity that I needed.  I eventually made my way to Bassett furniture and got a decent price (not a steal by any means...they are no Ikea) for a couch and storage ottoman. I was really pleased with the service there and will definitely be back.

When Husband brought home the furniture from Bassett I called a family meeting with the kids. I made a really big deal out of it, explaining that when I was picking out the couch, the people in the store kept telling me I couldn't because I had kids. I continued with the story: "'I told those store clerks that I had special kids. Kids that are REEEEALLY good listeners who know how to treat things with respect. Most people couldn't have white furniture, but since I've got such great kids, I knew it wouldn't be a big deal and they would be just fine."  Son and Daughter ate this up and I got the reaction I was looking for. We sat down and discussed some basic house rules for the room (don't rest muddy feet on the couch or wipe peanut-buttery hands on the chairs, etc)  and at the end Daughter suggested rather enthusiastically, "we should make a sign for these rules  and hang them up in here!" 

There is no sign, much to Daughter's dismay, but they do a great job without it.   I won't tell them I did get the special fabric warranty. White couches I feel it would be served well to have a warranty on. I have never bought an extended warranty on anything else in my life. I figure white couches could be an exception. 

This is a shot with "the burlap sack pillows" as my husband refers to them.  I purchased these before the big design in Gardener Village just loving the colors and textures of them and they still tie into the room nicely. Jess gave me some fun ideas for more modern pillows.

These are the pillows Husband prefers. He calls them "the Greek pillows." (p.s. I love the card catalogue for an end table/ extra storage. It makes the room an official library, don't you think?! I love the flashback to elementary school I get every time I look at it. I can still hear Mrs. Davis the Librarian giving a lecture on the Dewey Decimal System).

This is what I call my "Nauvoo corner."  We used to live in the 'burbs of Chicago and took a mini-vacation down to Historic Nauvoo, about 4 hours away.  We had a wonderful time there and hope to take our family back again. I purchased a plate there from Zion's Mercantile that I thought had a sweet depiction of the temple, and captured it in a lovely historic sort of way. We got to bring home a brick from the famous brickyard, and this painting of "Sarah's Window" really spoke to me. I love having a place to put our momentos from this trip.

On the other side of the room is what I call my "French Corner."  Sadly, I have never been to France, nor do I speak French but it is on my bucket list. Going to France, that is. Speaking French, probably not. But I will happily sit and listen if anyone wishes to speak to me in French. It is the most beautiful language!  The keys are circa 18th century from France (according to the fella I bought them from on e-bay, but what do I know?) They have already been used a number of times by my kids as props during magical make believe adventures. So long as they put them back when they are done, I'm okay with it. The painting "A Difficult Lesson" is by  William Adolphe Bouguereau, a French artist. Originially I had some cute pictures of my daughter reading one of her favorite books on the wall, but she twisted my arm to let her have them in her bedroom. I was out getting a gift for a friend and happened upon this painting which was perfect. It's almost like an old fashioned version of the pictures I had before. The little girls' eyes are so brown and you can almost feel her frustration with this "lesson" she is trying to learn.

So here you have my French corner!

Here's a fabulous organizing must-have!  These frames OPEN so you can keep a stash of artwork in one place and switch the displayed one out when the chilluns bring home a new masterpiece. Found at Target.

The table between the chairs with a sweet picture of my older two. Lamp found at Target.

This picture is very illustrative of one of the most wonderful side-affects to committing to finish a room:  other rooms in your home will get freshened up, too! Doing this room created a domino-effect for my home. I found that spending a bit of time online searching for certain things or getting ideas for this room, coincidentally gave me ideas for other rooms of the house and inspired me to continue lightening things up all around the house.

As it stands, since I began the re-do on this room, the entryway, kitchen, playroom, family room, Daughter's room, and hallways of the main level all got painted in addition to this room (some hired, others I did myself). I re-styled the entertainment center shelves, freshened up the kids' bathroom with a new shower curtain and some new rugs, and have found some wonderful artwork along the way to hang in my home. The most priceless artwork though, has been the photographs of my children. Without this room, I wouldn't have those pictures of them. Seriously. After all, one can't have a gallery wall and fancy big frames (thank you, IKEA!) without darling pictures of children to go in them, right?

It was so much fun working with Jess on this room. She was always willing to offer her feedback on my random questions (ie "what color would you paint this?" or "where would you hang these keys?") and provided links on all of her recommended items so I knew exactly how and where to purchase them. I'd text her a picture of a find at a garage sale on Saturday morning or of my painting progress in the middle of the night and she was always there to cheer me on. I think everyone needs a personal design cheerleader in their corner. You'd think we lived next door but sadly, she's 3,000 miles away. (I love modern technology!)  I really appreciated her patience with me. She gave me her style-board way back in March so it took me a good 6 months to complete the room 100%.  She recognized that my family was my first priority and I'd move along when I had time. She never got on my case for working at a tortoise's pace.

I'm really looking forward to consulting with her on other rooms of my house. For now, this room is hands down my favorite spot in the house. I love how it reflects my personality and functions so well at the same time. I am happy to report that this re-design didn't transform the place into a stuffy formal living room! It is a very used, casual family library. But no more wrestling!

So...if you want to fake like you're a designer, just ask Jessica to help you. She's the bomb.

www.oliviagraysoninteriors.blogspot.com

Project: The Hot Chocolate Shelf

Today we woke up and it was COLD. Rainy. Wet. It sort of reminded me of the weather in Virginia from November thru February (minus the occasional, albeit very welcome random 70* weather days in December)  I sent Son off to school, something which I felt honestly bad about because there he was, running out to face the elements at the bus stop and there I was standing in the doorway calling out my love to him, perfectly content to not leave the house for the rest of the day.

After puttering around the house for a bit I realized how hungry I was and looked at the clock. 10:24. Daughter also found herself hungry and ready for second breakfast. I announced eggs and toast to be on the menu and officially declared today the first of many great ones after it: A hot chocolate day! This brought cheers and squeals.  I went to the kitchen and smiled. There it was, waiting for me, and waiting for this special day...

the hot chocolate shelf. 

It is a must-have for homes located in climes which drop below 46 degrees more than 9 days out of the year.

The picture makes it pretty self-explanitory, but since I like to hear myself talk, I'll go ahead and keep going...

• The cabinet organizer/shelf is available at Wal-Mart, Bed Bath and Beyond, and other like stores.  
• As far as the hot chocolate goes, just get yours of choice, but I highly recommend Stephens. Careful, there are so many varieties, your head could explode trying to decide. Some popular favorites are the mint chocolate, italian amaretto, and vanilla hot chocolate.
• Mugs. I was lucky enough to inherit the super-sized, "It's not shopping... it's retail therapy" mug from the previous owner of this house, along with some other random knick knacks and dishes...the other ones have been acquired along the way and are "chosen ones" in regards to being allowed to stay with the mug collection; The red snowflake is reminiscent of a Goodwill in Chicago when husband bought 31 mugs for a Christmas party we were hosting. She was the only survivor that was allowed to not be re-donated. The brown mug reading"Instant Happiness: Just add Hot Chocolate" was a Valentine gift from Husband back in '09".... My guess is many households have plenty of mugs and really you need to weed out the ones that don't get used. {But, if you don't, Goodwill and DI are heavily stocked with mugs for practically nothing} I'll leave that up to you. 
• I highly recommend a few thermoses for soccer games, campouts, and romantic little dates to watch a movie from a laptop outside on a couch in the mountains. Doesn't that sound wonderful? Then you can take your chocolatey warm goodness wherever you need it. I actually can't take credit for this ingenious item. Our fabulous neighbors in Chicago gifted them to us for Christmas one year.  It was the perfect gift -- I LOVE hot chocolate and Kyle loves camping. 

Happy Hot-chocolating!

October: Time to Think Pink

I love giving gifts. There's something about thinking of someone else making them smile that brings me indescribable joy. I range all across the board from finding happiness in generous offerings to simple, inexpensive tokens of love. In the future I'll share some ways to simplify and organize your gift giving experiences, but today I am going to dig into something that's a bit nearer to my heart.

October is breast cancer awareness month. I lost my mother-in-law to breast cancer 9 months ago. It was devastating. It still feels fresh and her absence is very real in our lives. Recently my dear friend was diagnosed with breast cancer. It was painful to hear. She's young, has 3 beautiful children and is the picture of perfect health. Minus that awful tumor that was growing in her chest.

It changed me when I heard this. Her news prodded me to focus my lens on life.  All of the sudden things I had been distracted by disappeared into the background and the pieces in my life that were most important to me floated to the foreground. Meanwhile, I racked my brain for something we could DO for her. At the moment there wasn't something I could DO just yet, (no meals or playdates or help cleaning the house...just yet) so the day of her surgery, I dressed my girls and myself in pink and prayed for her all day long. That afternoon I dropped off a little pink bag with a few pink treasures inside and a mason jar full of pink flowers.  While I'm not usually an advocate for giving "stuff" -- I do remember how much those little tokens of thoughtfulness meant to my mother-in-law.

I have a great friend who once told me "if you're going to give a gift, gift a consumable". I can still hear her say that as she handed me a delicious jar of homemade jam.  That was my goal with this gifting experience: To gift things that could be used. Not little trinkety knick-knacks that would collect dust.

I have to admit, after dropping this on her porch, I felt a little better. Not a lot, but a bit.  Should you find yourself in a similar position, I thought I'd share with you my ideas for a "Pink Bag."

Inside:
-- Pink thank you notes -- "when you are discouraged thinking all is lost, count your blessings!"
-- Pink lip balm -- "what we say becomes what we believe. Talk yourself up. You are a survivor!"
-- Pink journal --"perhaps this is where you can record your journey. It's always good to vent, but even better to be able to see how far you've come."
-- Pink nail polish -- "Don't walk faster than you have the strength for..."
-- Pink hand lotion -- "Serving hands and a willing heart will be therapeutic for you. Let others serve you for the same reason."
-- Pink bottle of bubble bath -- "Truly allow your mind, body, and spirit the opportunity to RELAX."

One of my favorite clothing stores, DownEast, is selling pink shirts if you want to wear your support. My friend and former dorm-mate Chelsea is on their poster. This is her story (tissues necessary).

“She was not there at my high school graduation, when I married the man of my dreams, or after I bore my son. Unfortunately my mother was taken from me when I was a couple weeks shy of turning 13. She died at the young age of 53 after an extensive battle with breast cancer. Although it was 13 short years with my mother, I will always have her in my heart and remember the years that I was fortunate enough to call her mom. Although I do not have her here with me physically her legacy will live on. Her strength through a 5 year battle with cancer, her love for children as an elementary school teacher for 20 years, her patience with raising 6 children of her own. Sixteen years since her passing I still think of my mother every day. She is and always will be a part of me and has taught me to be stronger, show more love and to be extra patient. Thanks mom for the lessons you taught me. I look forward to many more years and lessons from you in heaven.”

{Photo and story snatched from Chelsea's blog. Thanks, Chels!}

To those of you who have lost loved ones to cancer, my heart goes out to you. To those of you battling with it, my prayers are with you.

Useful shutters, iHome review, & following up on orders

Despite my efforts of freshening and brightening up the home office, I'm still continuing with "moving out" of it. The elk still creeps me out and Husband forbade me to paint the room as I have done to many of the walls in our house over the last few months.

With certain things I'm an "out of sight out of mind" kind of person. With my to-do's that are filed away nicely in a little desktop file labled "to-do," I still forget about them. So I've decided to use this:

Now my to-do's stare at me in the face.

 Ta da!

I'd really much rather look at cute pictures and quotes, so that's my motivation to get my to-do's done. Less to-do's on the shutters, the more pretty I can put up in their place.

A few weeks ago e-Bay was offering refurbished battery powered iHomes for their "deal of the day" item. Well, of course they didn't advertise them as batter-powered. But that's just the beginning. Anyway, I thought it would be handy to have a little docking station in a couple rooms besides my own bedroom. After all, Daughter LOVES dancing, so having music hubs throughout the house would be beneficial to her self-proclaimed "I'm going to be a Cougarette when I grow up" career choice. And then I thought, how nice would it be to have calming classical music going in the library in the evenings when I curl up with a book {because OF COURSE by the time the little ones are tucked in bed, the laundry is folded, dishes are done, bills paid, every room is picked up and I've got loads of time to snuggle up and read....eh...yeah.  Remember, I am talking in ideals here. Reality is a bit different than that ideal. Sigh}?  And then I thought how nice to have a music hub in the play room so Daughter can dance or sing along while she is play-doh-ing to her heart's content. And then while I'm at it, of course I should have one at my "new" desk in the kitchen should I want to rock out to the Bangles while sweeping the floor.   I ordered three. 

I was surprised and initially disappointed they were battery-powered. Then I decided it wasn't SUCH a bad thing. One less cord is always nice. And it makes the iHome that much more portable.  It just wont charge the iPod while the music is playing.

I retrieved the package from the post office (annoying factor #1...I don't like taking trips there. I have enough daily reminders of the inefficiency of government-run organizations. Kind of a pain that "they" wouldn't drop the package off on my doorstep}After opening the package and pulling out the first iHome, I retrieved some batteries only to find it didn't even work. Bummer. The second one did, but then I discovered another problem.  The iHome stock picture is rather deceiving. They stage it to look as though the iPod really sits in it or on it nicely, like it's docked and charging:

False!  The reality is if you want it to be plugged in to the little chord to make the music heard through the iHome speakers, it sits like this:

and is really better off sitting like this:

I have yet to try the third one to make sure it works. I suppose for 12.99 or whatever it's not bad, but that's really what it's worth. Not the crazy list price of 39.99. I don't feel like I got a great deal. I feel like I got what I paid for. Now to send the broken one back...

Lastly, might I shed some light to you on the importance of being persistent? I ordered a media cabinet slash end-table for my home library ( technically according to the house plans it's a formal living room, but I think it's more fun to say "library" and we spend more time in it as such. Aren't formal living rooms usually that one clean, un-used room in the front of the house visible by guests so they think you keep your house tidy?) in mid-July. By the first of August I still hadn't received it, so I sent some e-mails to the company inquiring. I was responded to in a timely manner informing me the piece was on back order and I would receive it by Mid August. September first still no media cabinet, so I e-mailed the company.  This time, I didn't get a timely response. I then called and left a message. I was beginning to think I had been duped by a shady, non-existent company. I called last Friday and was pleased to talk to a person. A real, live person!  He put me on hold and called the distributor. Turns out the order had "just" come in to the distributors warehouse and was set to be shipped. As of Monday, my tracking number was available and it will be here this week. The gentleman was really nice and said he was glad I called because my order likely would have been shipped to another, more recent purchaser of the product had I not kept pestering them because it probably got lost in the cracks with the major distributor.

 Can't wait to fill this empty spot and show you the rest of this room that my lovely, talented friend Jessica helped me with totally designed for me.

Morals of this post:
1. If your neighbor is remodeling their home, hurry and grab their shutters out of the dumpster and sell them to an over-priced antique store. Either that or use them as a make-shift bulletin board in your office.
2. Research items being sold as "totally awesome deals" to make sure you know exactly what you are getting before ordering 3 of them.
3. BE PERSISTENT! Even if you think the company has forgotten about you, it pays to follow up, and follow up again until they know you by name.

{I better get cracking on downloading all those CDs to my music library....Yeah, still working on that one. Things always seem to take much longer than I anticipate}

Adorning the Elk & Wreathery Faux Pas

I decided to follow Kristen's advice and put forth an earnest effort to spiff up the home office to see if I could make it a little less cave-like and a bit more bearable. Without further delay, I present to you:

 "How to Dress Up Husband's Elk Mount With On-Hand Accessories

Supplies:
1 platinum blonde wig (I was Tamn for Halloween last year...or was it the year before?)
1 hot pink and gold cape snatched from Daughter's dress-up drawer.
1 teal scarf -- a recent gift from China (I LOVE this scarf, so when the weather cools, I'll have to steal it back)
1 crown borrowed back from Daughter's accessory dress-up bin.
1 adorable pink waist apron my girlfriend made for me. I originally tried a bonnet, but the animal is just too large, so I had to think bigger for the head piece.

1 chair (to reach the blasted thing)

Instructions:
Adorn with care!







As you can see, I used only the finest of accessories.

 He now looks more like a "she."

While I am at it, I may as well plea my case here and explain the dimensions of this enormous, room-swallowing animal.

from the tippy top of the antlers to the base of the neck, it is 5 FEET.

from the snout to the end of the body is 3 1/2 feet!

Sadly, these two walls are really being wasted so for now I just put a sofa underneath the animal. You have to be careful not to bonk your head when you sit up, of course.

And in case you are wondering if the rest of the office is so tidy, here is your answer:

We'll call this the "BEFORE Michelle put her organizational heart and soul into the room" picture. More on this room later.

In other news, today marks the first day of fall, which means I have committed  a Wreathery Fuax Pas.

Translation: I need to take down these spring/summer babies. It is officially past the season. Gasp!

It's tricky finding two wreaths; something I should have considered when purchasing a house with two doors for the entryway. Honestly I didn't think it would be that hard to find two coordinating wreaths.  I was wrong.

The goal is to go for a red-ish theme (mums perhaps?) This way the wreaths will not only carry me through the fall, but also through December, and then sail me through Valentine's Day, too.  The ideal is to have one set of Fall/Winter wreaths.  Perhaps this is insulting to Christmas-- not having a special set of Christmas Wreaths in my wreath future. For now the idea is to cut down on storage clutter. It's one less thing to put away and store. One less thing to remember to switch out.

So friends, if you find two darling wreaths that don't scream "PUMPKINS!" or "CHRISTMAS!"  but simply "fall! and winter!" give me a holler. I surely would appreciate it.

Happy Autumn!

My Next Victims

The time has come to bid farewell to these friends that have been with me through the thick and thin.  From long marathon-training runs to the labor-and-delivery room these have remained true and faithful. Sadly, I've neglected them for some time.  I can probably pin-point exactly when it happened-- when  I left my Discman at Gold's Gym back in 2005.  Our relationship hasn't been the same since.  It is time to give them a makeover so I may put them to use yet again.   My goal is in the next 72 hours  7 Days, upload (or is it download? Clearly I'm not speaking techie here!) these babies into a beautifully and thoughtfully designed music library and then begin enjoying them once again:

Though I'm not quite sure if I can do it.  Because computers crash and in theory, I could lose all this music. How can I make sure I don't? Besides keeping these CDs?  Well, either way. If I keep them, they will be put away in a very far away place that will no longer clutter my world. Without further delay, here's the break-down.

Steps to eliminating CD clutter in your life:

1. Round up all your CDs from every corner of your life. That means tracking down the CD you loaned a friend 4 years ago.

2. Sort through them and toss the ones you have no desire to listen to and/or have no nostalgic value

3. Sort them by genre as best you can.

4. Begin uploading the music into your music library of choice (ie iTunes)

5. Donate the CDs to your favorite charity or tuck them away somewhere sensible in your house, like in one of these:

{note these are on backorder. Supposedly mine was coming in on August 15th. Here we are on September 8th and still nada.}

"Since when did you like to sit there?" and other discoveries

Last night while blogging Husband came into the bedroom and remarked, almost shocked, "Since when did you like to sit there?" 

"Since I cleared it off," I responded. This seemed to have made perfect sense to him. He probably thought about it and recognized that this indeed was probably the first time since we've moved into this home that our window seat has been empty for more than 2 days. No laundry, no books, no pillows. Just me and my laptop. In fact, since I cleared it off, my son has taken to reading his books here. Every time he comes in he remarks, "Isn't this a great place to sit and read, Mom?"  The funny thing is he has a window seat in his own room. And it's usually cleared off. There must be something about sitting in this room that makes ours more of a novelty experience. 

And so I sit in my window seat again this evening. It's lovely. And it got me thinking....what other places do I have in my home that keep getting covered and cluttered and aren't getting the use out of them that was intended?  I'm going to let that one simmer... {laundry room, shed, garage...those are the big ones that come to mind...but I am sure there are smaller areas that could use a clearing out}.

On another note, here's your proof that I was not kidding about my reason for  moving out of the home office:

Would you want to work in an office with this thing staring at you from behind all the time?

I don't think so.

ugh.

Anyway, let's end on a happy note, shall we? Remember my secret desire to have home grown food on my table? Well, I have made another wonderful discovery... If you don't have your own garden, you should live by people who do! This is just a fraction of the love that continues to be dropped off on our doorstep by wonderful neighbors:

Clearly I need to make some tomato soup or bruschetta or something soon! Husband mentioned to me he might be ready this spring to plan a garden after all. This is huge. He even said the reason he killed the section of bushes along our fence was to prep it for planting. He had actually picked out our spot for gardening! He sheepishly confided that as much gardening as he did growing up, he doesn't remember a whole lot. So, I guess he and I will get to take the blind plunge into gardening together. I'm excited. I mean, spring's kind of a ways off, but still. There's a chance I will get to grow something besides basil and parsley after all!

Now here's your motivational cheer: Go and clear off that proverbial window seat of yours so you can enjoy it! :)