Pinterest Party Fun

Imagine my surprise when I went to read one of my new favorite blogs today and she had a Pinterest post waiting for me.

I thought she must be confused. 

I thought she got carried away. 

And then I realized. 

Oh, Ada.

It is still May.

I feel like I am losing my mind. 

So here is my attempt at a last minute (again) ploy to join the party.
I do love myself a party.
Thank you Mindee at Our Front Door for the funsies.
Next week is June, right???

I don't usually paint my own nails.

 For two reasons. 

 1. I have a fabulous friend named Lisa who does it for me. 

 She introduced me to Shellac which is quite possibly the best invention of all time. 

 2. Painting your nails requires time in which you are unable to do anything but sit and watch paint dry. Literally.

 I rarely have that much time and when I do. . .

 I'm with Lisa.

I tried to get in this week and she is booked. 

Seems everyone loves Lisa just like I do. 

Told you she was fabulous. 

Alas, I had to paint them myself. 

Sigh. 

And I thought this would be as good time as ever to try out some pins I had on my "Beauty Queen" board.

(nail-art-101)

Doesn't this look fun?
And easy?
I'm going to try it tonight. 
While visiting my mom. 
She can love on my bebes while I read the newspaper.
If it accidentally rubs off on my fingernails and then they have to dry. . .
Well, then. 
Purely accidental. 

(Sephora)   


Perfect shade of lipstick?
Yes, please.
Three easy steps?
Yes, please. 
Sounds too good to be true.
Not from the lovelies at Sephora. 
They are divine. 
They know their stuff.
Try it out. 
See for yourself. 
Then get a new lipstick and start your weekend early.


That's my plan anyway.  

Pinterest Party Fun

Late edition of the Pinterest Party fun at Our Front Door.
Oopsy.

In my head it is June.
Even though I know it can't be since the second day of June is a very special day.
It marks the date of birth for my best girlfriend, my niece and my mother in law.
I have had no cake so it must still be May.


Good thing I was a little crafty last week.

(source)

I love myself a cardigan.
Ohmygosh, do I.
And a ten minute cardigan sounds wonderful.
Thank you for the idea Vanilla Joy.

(source)

Isn't this darling?
I had a hard time with this photo because the form has such an odd pattern on it.
It looked like veins to me at first.
Yikes.
Put on a cami.
The sweater color and the sweet ruffle trim make up for it though.
Darling. 
Thanks for taking the idea up a notch, Joyfolie. 

I had this old sweater that I got at Forever 21 years ago.
I still loved it.
It was a three quarter sleeve, cream crew neck with tiny pockets.
Sweet, but in need of a little love.
I got nothing but love for you baby.

I just cut it up the middle and sewed on some lace that I had.
It was pretty simple and turned out super sweet.

This is what happens when you ask the sweet hubs to take a picture of your sweater.
Such a boy.

The only thing I'm not loving is the top.
Apparently, I did not measure correctly and the lace didn't go up to the top of the sweater.
Boo.
My dad taught me at a young age to measure twice and cut once.
I know better.

Never fear. . .
I found some old clip on earrings that will be turned in to a cardigan clip.
I will post an updated photo when that part is done.

And while I had my sewing machine out I decided to make a table runner out of this fun material that I had.

Next up. . .a blanket for Abby.

Memorial Weekend

Abby, Asher and I went to cheer on a sweet friend who ran her first marathon on Sunday.
Twenty six miles.
Wow.
Good job Dee.
We are proud of you !!

Asher played on the sidewalk while we waited for her to run by.
One of the runners told me how incredibly cute he was. 
It was then that I caught him eating hand fulls of dirt. 
Oopsy.  

Abby took turns playing hide and seek and holding the sign.
When she saw her she waved, but didn't cheer and then spent the rest of the day asking if we could go back to the race and cheer for Dee again.
I love that little girl.

Here are the sweet lights my friend Stacey hung on her fence.
I fell in love with it.
Isn't it darling? 
I'm pretty sure the sweet hubs will do this for me if I ask nicely.
And maybe throw in a back scratch.

The bebes.
Clearly Asher is not having the most fun.
I rescued him, don't worry.

Stacey makes an incredible fire.
It's like she is part boy scout.

On my lap and now he is much better.

We brought the fan out.
Come on summer.
We are ready for you now.

Having a cracker while I unload the dishwasher.
Looks like he loves himself a saltine.



I was going to go out back and cut some lilacs when I got home from running around Sunday.
When I walked in this is what I found on the table.
Adam is amazing.
Perhaps he can read my mind. 
Double love.



This is the playdoh that has the hardest lids to remove.
Come on playdoh people.
Help a mama out.


 

 Under the boardwalk. . .

Out of the sun. . .

 

Under the boardwalk. . .
We'll be having some fun. . .

Under the boardwalk. . .
Boardwalk.

Emily and I decided we would love to take a gumball bath.
We visited two toys stores and a candy store while walking around downtown.
I'm pretty sure Adam was the most excited about the candy.
In fact he is eating some now sitting next to me.
Chocolate covered gummi bear, anyone?

I found this shirt outside on a sale rack.
Feathers?
Yes, please.



Memorial Day.
You know for St. Paddy's Day they have those green tee shirts that say "kiss me, I'm Irish".
I think we should make shirts that say. . .
"Kiss me, I served our country"
I mean it's the least we can do.



Right after this calm and sweet photo was taken we were suddenly attacked by sprinklers that made it super difficult to get the bebes in our car.
It took some maneuvering and some quick feet.
And a few squeals.
Mostly from me.
I am such a girl.

The boys were admiring this tree.
It is unique and incredible.
We live in a beautiful place.  

What a lovely weekend.

Friday Finds

My mom and I went to a few garage sales this morning.

On Saturday.

So I guess they aren't really Friday Finds, are they?

I didn't have a good name for Saturday.

Meh.



We found these bar stools for only $7.
Then my mom paid for them while I was loading one in the car so they were free to me.
Hooray.
Thanks mama.
I'm going to paint them.
Wait for it. . .not white.
I'm thinking bright and fun.



This is a pattern cutting board still in the package.
It is huge.
It will turn your bed, table or floor into a workplace.
Or so it says.
I'm working on a blanket for Abby and this will make things much easier.



I adore this.
Fifty cents.
It is a vintage alarm clock/radio.
I'm going to clean it up and see if I can get it to work.
And by that I mean I'm going to let Adam work his magic on it.



The house with the bar stools had a collection of these horses.
I've been looking for some cheap ones for something I found on Pinterest.
They wanted $45 for all of them.
That is too much for a craft so I passed.
When I went back to get the second bar stool they were marked down to $2 each.
I brought one home.

Three doilies.
I'm collecting them for a project.
One of these is really big so I think I may just have enough.
Finally.



I love this sweet white bowl.
It is heavy glass and a great size.
Perfect for berries, muffin mix or ice cream.
Just kidding on the ice cream.
Unless it is for two.
Or one hungry, hungry hippo.




I'm always on the look out for old tablecloths.
They are hard to find at a price I like (cheap).
This material on this one is in great shape.
The color is another story.
It is white but has stains on it.
Never fear. . . RIT dye to the rescue.
Just wait.




 I found the bottom one today and it matches the one I have hanging on the house.
I think I will put flowers in both.
Or maybe I will bring them inside.
Hmmmmm.



Is it a gift tag or a rug?
It is both.
A gift tag rug.
So stinking cute.



Adam has been looking for some planters with character for outside.
This little wagon has plenty of that.
Should I paint it?
It is pretty cute how it is.

And so it begins.
My love of finding treasures.
Welcome warm weather.
I have missed you.

What did you find this weekend?



Phone Photos

My phone holds the random photos that tell the story of us.
Memories are made in the little moments.
Here are ours. . .

Sent this photo to Adam with love from his girls.
I love that Abby's lollipop matches my shirt.
I only wish I had brushed her hair.
Oopsy.

She fell asleep on the way home from a party.
With balloons in hand.
From "a party" makes it sound like we go to soooo many parties. 
We don't really, I just can't remember where we were.
She very well may have stolen them from some kid on the sidewalk.
Maybe she traded him her shoes since they seem to be missing.
I seriously have no recollection.

Snuggle time for me and Bubba. 
You wouldn't think a face so sweet would be the bearer of such a sass mouth.
It is.
And of course I am speaking of Aidan and his sass.
My sass is not to be discussed at this time.

The little ones.
Odd faces?
Perhaps.
I love them still.

Asher fell asleep holding my hand.
Mama love. 

Communion cup found in my diaper bag.
I gave it to Asher to play with during church.
He proceeded to put the whole thing in his mouth and give me quite a fright.
Which led to a mad daddy and a bad word from mama.
Next time bring toys.
Seems obvious, no?

Sleeping Angel.
Too bad she is faking it.

I got nothing.

Found this in Aidan's desk while volunteering one day.
Not sure why he listed his name as jet.
Or his age as jet.
Or his grade as jet.
I might just start calling him. . .you guessed it.
Jet.

Asher Man at school.
Looking pretty serious.
Perhaps he is counting the years until he gets to join the fun.
Five years, Bear.
Let me assure you they will go too fast.  

Giggles with mama.

Oh my.
I love this face.
Lest it fool you with the sweetness. . . she can hold her own with a princess size dose of sass.

Aidan helping Pappy weld on the go carts.
I'm pretty sure he dances around more than he works.
I don't think Pappy minds at all.

The swingset at the church/school where I spent all of my childhood. 
Watching Abby play there is so strange.
Like life has come full circle.

This time she isn't faking.
Notice how mad she looks.



Need more smiles, take a looksy.
Happy Friday to you.