Nothing Says I <3 You Like a New Table

For Valentine’s day, Jonathan surprised me with a basket of books (speaking of things I <3- Orson Scott Card =) and a new table runner and napkins for my new kitchen table!! Of course, he was thinking dining room and Pottery Barn. Little did he know how appropriate such a gift would be since earlier that day I had sat down in a chair only to find the back was half broken off. So, his table and chairs literally said “I ‚̧ you so much I would like to not see you fall on your bum next time you sit down to eat.” Now, I know I’ve still got 10 lbs of baby weight to go but I’m not sure playing russian roulette with my kitchen furniture is the way I’d like to remind myself to quit eating so much.

Then began the search for a table set that I liked, was affordable, sat six (you never know when the next one’s coming ;), and wasn’t boring. Really, the last being the key point. After much deliberation we ended up back at Pier One. After about 2 hours of trying this chair with that table and so on, my indecisive self settled on this:


It definitely serves the purpose. It’s unique. Matches the decor relatively well (of course this is hinging on the fact that I actually like the current decor but that’s another matter entirely and not one soon to be rectified). Is comfy. And, lastly but most importantly one of the chairs is “pink” (at least according to Anya) and therefore fit for a certain little three year old princess.


In other, sadder, news, said princess is not feeling too well today. Keep her in your thoughts and prayers since this is her second illness of the sort since Bianca was born and might be indicative of something that will need more attention in the future (though I tend to think it has more to do with her refusal to go potty when I ask than anything more serious- fingers crossed at least).


‘A’ Starts with Anya

Lately, Anya has been telling me that ‘p’ starts with piggy. Somehow, I think she’s got that a little backwards, but she is sure that it is so and who am I to disagree? I’m sure I will miss it when she knows exactly what letters go where and she ceases announcing “look that’s the letter that starts with pig” every time she sees a ‘p’ and so I do not often correct her. But, I digress.

When we decided to start trying for number two, I decided it was time to start designing the princess bedroom of my…er number one’s…dreams. One and a half years later, it is still not finished. But, it has been getting closer to completion tiptoe by tiptoe. Today, I decided to give up on trying to find the letter hooks I’d been dying to find ever since I saw some (in the wrong colors of course) at Hobby Lobby about 2 minutes ago. So, I dragged the girls and my very patient husband out for materials. After a lot of deliberation, I came home with 5 drawer knobs, 4 pieces of different colored scrapbook paper (okay they’re pink, pink, pink, and pink but at least they’re different designs), the letters for Anya’s name, and some mod podge. Twelve hours after coming up with this entire scheme, the letters are actually finished and waiting to be hung (how we will hang them is still up for debate but you can’t win em all). I have to say I’m pretty pleased with the finished product. Who knew I was so crafty? Luckily, I have a husband who I can present pretty much any task to and he can come up with a solution (and yet he still can’t figure out what it is he did to mess up the picture on the TV and how to fix it). I even have to say- he didn’t lose a finger or an eye in the process- at times I even feared for the dog bowl- yes that’s the perfect place to hold things while you’re drilling right?

Here’s the finished product (aka the most stylin’ place to hang your bath towel and hoodies ever):

Next up…will the birdcage light ever be seen to completion?? The verdict is still out…

Kicking it Off

So, this is just a place for me to ramble (since I’ve stopped rambling- a little too much- on facebook =). So get ready to see pictures of my girls, my craft projects, and maybe an animal or two thrown in there. It’s winter right now so we haven’t really been up to much but I guess I can write a paragraph or two about it..heck knowing me I could probably stretch a lazy afternoon of dora and laundry into a five page essay- at least my Public Relations degree is good for something.

Now, those of you who know me won’t be surprised by this…or maybe you will…but I love holidays. Give me a reason to decorate and buy presents and I’m pretty much content with life. Now, Valentine’s Day has never been my favorite, it’s somewhere above St. Pattrick’s Day or Mardis Gras but most certainly below the biggies like Easter or Christmas and Halloween (my favorites). I mean, yeah, I’m not going to complain when there’s a holiday built around the idea that men should go out and buy their ladies chocolates and jewelry…but there’s nothing that exciting to me about Valentine’s Day. Enter Anya.

I have to say, everything is just more exciting when you have children. Sure, there’s more effort and stress that goes into holiday planning. And some of the magic is definitely lost when you find out exactly who Santa really is and how much work Santa actually does (none) and how much credit the jolly old guy steals. But, watching the excitement through the eyes of your children is even more rewarding than receiving presents yourself. … what was I talking about again? Ah, yes, Valentine’s Day (see I told you I was going to ramble). This year, we started celebrating early with heart crafts and Valentine’s. And then, we found the mailboxes and that’s where the little family party idea started.

As I was walking past the dollar section at Target on, ya know, December 26th (really they don’t waste any time these days, heck on February 15th, Target had cleared out V-day stuff to make room for Easter- that had already started creeping in anyway), I saw these adorable mailbox tins that looked just perfect for making a valentine holder. So, thinking we’d do them with all of Anya’s little friends, I bought a bunch (I like buying things). Unfortunately, we never did coordinate a V-day playdate (thank you flu season) but instead, I had Anya make mailboxes for everyone and oh what fun she had…jewels, glitter, and my most brilliant idea ever (ha ha) nailpolish- hey it sticks to metal..actually is there anything that nailpolish doesn’t stick to??

Now, you thought that was the end of my craftiness for the holiday didn’t you. I mean nailpolish and tin and glitter- that’s an awful lot. But, nope, not for me. Like the day before Valentine’s Day, I decided that A and B needed to make J (ah I have my own secret code) a handprint/footprint present. Commence a 3 hour shopping excursion to Michael’s and Hobby Lobby (the latter being far superior in all aspects). Finally, we arrived home with water colors, painting paper, and a custom cut mat to fit A’s handprints, B’s footprints, and a picture of the two very happy little princesses together. I even knew what picture I wanted to use which made choosing the layout even easier. If you ever want a mat cut- go to Hobby Lobby in Winchester. The girl talked with me about it for like 20 minutes…I’m indecisive but it worked.

And, if you thought all the fun was over…POM POM CRITTERS!!

Our first family Valentine’s party was a success. We even had fondue (A regularly asks to go to the “crockpot” so this was her pick), salmon, and brussel sprouts (again her picks). And, the best part of all, Daddy bought mama a large variety of Fanny May chocolates. You don’t get much better than pink mint meltaways. So, yeah, I’d say it was pretty much a success- and the fact that I’m constantly tripping over a certain glitter covered, bejeweled, nailpolish smelling pink mailbox proves it.