Nice to meet you, O Beautiful Not-Concrete-Or-Vinyl Floor. And hello to you swell people. I've been blogging less lately for a number of reasons:
- Mostly everything I'm presently (ha ha) making can't be shared because it will spoil the surprise for the giftees. I am making some sharable things, but gifts take precedence.
- I've been having a bit of a row with my new Mac Mini (now fixed, thanks Schmoopie dear), but now my elderly G5 looks like it might be tanking before I have transferred everything over. I think it might be angry with me.
- I've been on a little trip. I went to visit my BFF in Mandeville. I crashed her lovely Christmas ornament craft party and hung out with her. And I forgot to take pictures. So you'll have to use your imagination to see her beautiful home and Christmas decor. Make it really stunning, with handmade tree skirt and lovely woodland ornaments.
Back to the new kitchen floor. Oh, how I love it. My ever handy husband and my wonderful brother-in-law (we owe you BIG, Robby) installed it while I was away. We still need to put down the quarter round and finish the edges near the carpets, but we are getting close. Then hopefully we can get the trim work done under our countertops and the big stuff will be done.
I just received my timely January issue of Living that focuses on kitchen redos. I have a Pinterest board for my kitchen decor ideas, if you are interested in that sort of thing. Part of my Pinterest board has actually come to life:
This picture is for you, Robyn. Thank you soooo much for Mr. Winky on the left there. This row of owls brings some color onto the countertops and just makes me so happy every time I go through the kitchen. My kids have pronounced them way cooler that the previous boring non-avian canisters. I have had to school them on the proper way to open the middle owl cookie jar (Use Both Hands. Do Not Bang The Lid On The Granite. If You Chip My Owl I Might Have To Sell You To A Workhouse.) That sort of thing. I'm sure you do the same for your kids.