Our Home. My Canvas.
I had every intention of calling in sick today. But it wasn’t going to be a real sick day. Because I’m not sick. I was going to give you the fake sick call-in … * Cough * Hellooooo …. That was going to be my opening. The fake cough followed by the gravely, drawn out hello. Spoken softly. Almost a whisper … * Cough * Another cough for good measure. … [Read more...]
I remember when ombre came into style the first time around. And I have to admit that it’s taken me some time to wrap my head around its comeback … I mean, who can blame me? I’m a product of the 70’s. The very same decade that is not known for its fashion or style highs. Just the lows. Lots and lots of lows in various hues of brown, orange, and apple green … * Shudder * So I … [Read more...]
It was just a matter of time, wasn’t it? What with all those mason jar projects I’ve been tackling as my surgered finger heals. It’s been a good run. Well, some of my loyal readers may think otherwise. You don’t fool me. I can hear your sarcasm dripping thick in the comment threads … I thought I had another brilliant mason jar idea up my sleeve: recreating one of my favorite … [Read more...]
Where were all the mason jars when I got married almost 19 years ago? Probably hidden behind pantry doors – or in the dark recesses of basements – being used as they were intended to be used. For canning. When my father walked me down the aisle so I could say my “I Do’s” to my beloved husband, those mason jars were busy working hard to keep those stewed tomatoes stewed … … and those pickled … [Read more...]
To wear pants with a zipper. A noble goal. A shrewd dieting strategy … and a goal and a strategy I wish I’d formulated myself … But, alas, it was the brilliant idea of this brilliant blogger. Now, she has yet to share this goal – or strategy? or combination of both? – on her blog. So, being the good and gracious friend that I am, I opted to beat her to … [Read more...]
That about sums up my life these days. That’s what was going through my mind today as I beat the clock to the post office to get a custom order pillow there in time for overnight delivery. That’s what wakes me long before the alarm goes off each morning … as my mind races with lists and to do’s and a juggling of priorities. Promises made … contracts signed … expectations set … pillows … [Read more...]
Hi there! My name is Linda and I’m a Jersey-born-and-bred Midwestern transplant who lives in Chicago with my husband and two children. We've lived in our home since 1995 and over the years our style has changed and evolved. I wouldn't call my home a work-in-progress -- more like a rework-in-progress as I refresh and remodel things around here ... one room at a time.
