I'm becoming an expert at removing wallpaper. This time it's our bedroom. Brian has been more bothered than me looking at that busy wallpaper everyday. But I was feeling like I needed a project. So here I go. I took lots of before pictures this morning. Then I got to work.
There were some extra bits of the wallpaper in our basement so earlier this week I took a piece to be framed. I'd like to remember the wallpaper. I guess I'm drawn to retro and colorful stuff.
Claire made this drawing a long time ago and taped it to the wall. It's stayed there because it kind of blended in with the wallpaper and it makes me smile.
I had a long day without the kiddos because Claire went to play with a friend for a couple hours this morning. I was able to get one whole wall done. What a change! Right now I can only think about painting it white, but maybe I'll come up with a way to add a little color back into the room.
Another ridiculous holiday that we are happy to celebrate. Especially great today because it was chilly and dreary outside. We used Smitten Kitchen's recipe and they turned out great! We are so pleased with our pretzel making skills. There are some extra steps - like dunking them in water - but really they are pretty easy because they only need rise about an hour.
Here's the fun printable calendar from (Damask Love) that got us going with the ridiculous holidays.
Here we are making our pretzels:
While they baked Bea drew a picture - it shows what it would look like if our family ran a pretzel shop.
This weekend I sat in the sun and read a book. The light was striped with branch shadows. The birds sung all around me - sounding so happy, so clear, so bright. I kept getting interrupted by the bird sounds. I wish I knew which birds made which sounds. I looked into the branches searching for the birds that I could hear so clearly - but it was hard to put my eyes on the one I heard. What a different world they live in - such a different 3-D space in the branches. I saw a butterfly on my pachysandra flowers. I noticed a familiar squirrel lounging on a branch overhead. He was stretched out along the branch - quiet and still in the warmth. Then I got tired of being distracted and re-reading paragraphs in my book. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the scent of my neighbor's magnolia tree. SPRING!
Brian and I celebrated (not much) our anniversary over the weekend. 14 years!
Brian does this thing that is sweet. When he's home and the girls are tucked into bed we often sit down to watch TV or a movie. We don't have ice cream or any kind of dessert or pop corn or chips. We eat cheese. Brian selects two or three kinds and we settle onto the couch. The sweet part is that he carefully puts a bit of cheese on a cracker and gives it to me. I never,ever serve myself cheese. Sometimes if I eat slowly he'll line up crackers on my knee. After we fill ourselves with yummy cheese he always asks which was my favorite. I would never have learned to love cheese if it weren't for Brian. Putting cheese on a cracker is not a huge gesture - and yet the ritual of it is. I have come to love it. It's his way of making me enjoy something that he enjoys - it's a small thing that we do together. Plus, it makes up for the cheese stench that often punches me in the face when I open our fridge.