Something Old, Something New, and Something Blue.

Nope not a wedding, my living room!  Finally after a year of staring at the most awful fireplace monstrosity Mister and I pulled on the shoes of Weekend Warriors and had at it.  At first I had intended to replace the red couch with a tan one, but I found out I love, love, love turquoise and red together. 

So  BEFORE:

Yuck, yuck, yuckity yuck.

 Now it feels like home.

 A little showing off of the Pottery Barn knock-off hurricane candle holders I made for under, get this, $15 for all three!

 And the Pièce de résistance, my yarn wrapped monogram letter T with scrap paper roses and embellishments. I just need to frame this baby!

I love it.  Every time I walk in my front door and enter with a smile on my face.  It really is home now, because it looks like what home feels like in my heart.  Besides the new mantel shelf is the perfect excuse to be crafty e.v.e.r.y. season of the year.  Oh the ideas that are rolling around my brain!

A Letter

Dear Father Time,
I know you get a lot of requests to extend the day maybe one, two, twenty hours, but I already know the answer to that. 

Negatory rubber duck. 
Yep, thought so.

But what about slowing it dooooooowwwwwwwnnnn.  Just for, let's say for the next 10 years even.  Really, what is a decade in regards to the infinite?     You won't even miss it!  Heck you might even get a chance to savor it! Oh, how lovely.  Savoring, not just the moment, but the entire day for the next age.  You could even name it diamond years, forget about golden.   

I know I'm wearing you down.  Think about the long sweet afternoon sipping a cool lemonade watching time float by rather than fly through that hour glass you got there. 

Just think about it.

Sincerely,
Me

P.S.   I made a deal with Santa that I would start sending you all my letters every day. :)