Yup, digging in the trash again...

And here is what I got...
 

Ok, I wasn't really 'digging' in the trash, so please don't get too skeeved out on me.

I found these two dejected items (the lamp and the table) on the side of the road...in a ditch actually, covered in dirt and grass and sad sad sad...sitting in front of a house that is not nice...not nice at all (lots of mean signs - No trespassing and just broke down looking)...

Anyhow, here is what the table looked like...(click on it, make it big...blech!!)



Yummmm!!!!!

Here is what the light looked like...um well I forgot to take pics before I started spray painting...but notice the hideous gold and the sad sad lampshade.







Not bad for free...I just have to play around with the accesories some more...and no the clips (if you noticed them) on the lampshade are not staying, that is just until the glue dries. Oh and the lamp works even!!

PS - here is how the first picture really looked before I had to lighten it a ton so you could see the details...it's 9pm, not a good time for natural lighting... Go ahead, click on it for a close up (notice the whole in the wall we inherited from the previous owner and never fixed - used to have my dresser there) and the missing paint behind the chair from the boys rocking that thing like crazy into the wall the other day...and well a ton of imperfections...go ahead...I'm not scared notice them. But also notice how cute that golf fabric is, I've been wondering what to do with that! Oh and hubby says the lamp may end up in his office at work...I guess I'm not so silly after all picking up trash...



Oh and does anyone have a solution for spray paint trigger finger???

Oh and I made that little box, man I've been working on that for years...I'm still not done...the pattern is 'burnt' on...it's one of those things (wood burning) that I tend to put on a back burner for a long time...get it burner...man I'm hilarious.

Trash to...uh...treasure??

So I saw this on the side of the road.



Brushed it clean, Spray painted it cream - but not thoroughly so as to make it look a little 'weathered'





And put it on the wall as a 'message board/bulletin board' in my office.




What do you think?
Shall I pop it back on the side of the road?

I was thinking I needed a little message board above my desk and well hey, free is better than whatever I would have spent being the usual consumer that I am...Use it people! Don't throw it away, make something new, something beautiful...all it takes is a little bit of time (and spray paint). Be a little green, a little thrifty, a little creative. Just think, this guy would be still sitting in a ditch somewhere, waiting to be thrown in the back of a trash truck...instead he's happily on my wall, holding my pretty things and notes about life.

Stash Busters!!!

{Like Ghost Busters...come one sing it with me}

Ok my husband thought I'd lost my mind when I said I was stash busting...

I have one hundred thousand yards of random fabric that I have done nothing with...because I am weird. Here's the deal...I buy fabric I love, some I like, some I buy because it's cheap...and I look at it and admire it and think about how much potential it has to be something awesome, something beautiful. And then, I pack it away because I'm petrified that I'll F it up...create some wonky looking beastly thing that needs to go under the bed, or eaten by the dog and there goes my beautiful full of potential fabric. Silly right?

Yeah...I agree...

So I started to play around...I bought some plain white tea towels from the XMas Tree Shoppe the other day (love that place lots of trouble!) - only $1 each.



Stash buster! Go get some scraps (or cut them off yards) and voila...new pretty...towel. Ok, almost pretty. One of the reasons I have a hard time w/ my final products is I'm such a rush that I barely measure once...much less twice...and things end up wonky because of it...oh well...They work right? Cute right?




I was reading THIS BLOG last night and found this super cool idea to do with scraps...so of course I had at it...hers are gorgeous, mine is wonky...and I threw it on my dresser w/ too many frames behind it and I totally need to dust/washmirrors/frames/clean...whatever...



It's a little busy...so I may have to find a different location for it. Notice the fabric underneath it though...from the stash...i need to cut it to size but threw it on there to see how it would work, I like it I think, better than the top of that dresser which has seen better days and wasn't worth the cheap money I spent on it (I think I'm still paying for it actually on a credit card somewhere).

Oh and I also stuck some fabric in those two candle holders that are missing their middle child...(broke - dang kids)...because I never light candles in them anyway...



I do have to find something to do for window treatments in that room....I soooo want to paint it (lots of wood!) but I think window treatments will resist that urge, as painting it would probably take an entire lifetime and then I'd hate it and wish it could be it's natural wood again and well, that will never happen.

Thayer Family Burial Yard...

I had mentioned a few days ago to some friends about a burial ground down the street from me and the funky things that happen here in my home. We have had weird occurances specifically with Conor's room, and his music...two different mobiles that played music...both with issues going off and playing music, with noone in the room (before Conor was born) or in the middle of the night when he was here...to the point of not shutting off no matter what we did, until we took it apart completely and removed it's batteries...oh and this was after it stopped working for weeks. Anyhow, that was a long spooky story that the small ankle biter attached to my leg probably won't let me get out...so let me show some pictures. (You can clicky the piccys to make them bigger...but your music will restart...bummer)

So here is what you see from the street. Down there, on the right...

What you don't see anything?

 

Nothing? Let's move closer...

 

Still not sure? See that sign? Little bit of a path?

 

Yup, that sign... Read it? Thayer Family Burial Yard...ca 1732
 

Here, let's get a little closer:





And some real close ups...





And do you see those ones that look blank? I thought they were too old, or maybe never carved because they are small and small signifies children, usually infants...but when I got around to the back of the burial yard I saw that they were carved...on the backside...only with initials, I'm still guessing that they were infants, especially since S. Ella D.'s was so pronounced and she passed away at a two years old.






I have to say I was pretty at peace looking at these. In wonder yes, awe perhaps that they are pretty intact for how old they are. There are some that are sad...especially the one entirely broken...others have fallen, most so you can still read them, one I couldn't...but it seems they are left alone by vandals or kids, or kid vandals, which is a nice thing. It had been very hot walking there, and I was sweating on my way back, but while I took these pictures I was nice and cool and a great breeze had picked up.






Honestly, it has taken me seventeen years to upload these pictures...Not only has the ankle biter gone to bed, I'm pretty sure he's off to college soon... I do have a ton more pictures I'd love to share, they all probably look the same to you...yup hey, there's another grave, but I totally find this interesting don't you?

But alas, I have no more time on this computer as I have to go get ready to take Ankle Biter to med school...few more pics though...while I do my hair... ;) ...

Notice the family behind my house...notice behind my family is a fence...





Yes I realize it's nasty back there behind my fence but for some reason there is no way to get back there besides jumping the fence and I get poison ivy just looking at it but wait... hey what is that back there?




Yup

My blankie...

Hi, my name is Theresa.
I'm 30 years old (gasp! when did that happen?!)

And I have a blankie...

 



A sad...tired blankie...

 

Made with love by my nana...Nana was my dads grandmother...his fathers mother...she made one for all of us...I'd saying using her 70's cast off fabrics from the look of things...Please note the patches that have shrunk...oops! And those that are worn...awwwww...and some that are even missing!


 


 

It is definately not pretty by any means...but I love it...I heart it so much I sleep with it every night...yup, even at 30 years old...

Jinxed!

I just commented that I was shocked that Conor had taken a 2.5 hour nap so far this afternoon...hit return and I hear him crying from his room....Ahhhh more later than, must go rescue the little prince.

Ah, prince had his foot caught in his crib...poor Prince. But I rescued him, good Queen that I am. He is now in a dry diaper and wrestling with his brother. Most parents wouldn't allow their ten month old to wrestle with a three year old...but Conor actually holds his own quite well, if anything it's Aiden who needs to buck up a bit. Conor is 28 lbs of pure meat. LOL

So I've become a bit obsessed w/ The Pioneer Woman. I haven't looked at real estate in Oklahoma yet (will do that next) but man she makes me want to take the bull by the horns literally with this whole getting back to basics mentality..

But perhaps I should be able to get the dog inside when I call him first and try and get the cat to stop pooping under the deck...you know before I tackle a cattle farm.