cocoon
white room
dusty tormentor
flecks on the floor
forgot the window
again
outside? forest fire.
just:
breathe easy
walk straight
save it for later
Monday, August 23, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Milk Paint
I recently read an interesting article on design*sponge about using milk paint on furniture, a product of which I had never heard. Shortly after, my mom told me about a new (to us) woodworking store that had all kinds of woodworking supplies. "Do they have milk paint?" I inquired on a whim, not anticipating her affirmative answer!
I therefore decided I should try my hand at it with an old end table I've always liked and had been wanting to modify.
I therefore decided I should try my hand at it with an old end table I've always liked and had been wanting to modify.
the specimen |
before the poly coat |
the awkwardly angled and lit photo of the finished product |
Friday, August 13, 2010
What did the astronomer say he needed when he was dirty and had bad water pressure in his house?
Meteor Shower! (get it? like, "meaty-er shower"...I'll be here all week)
So a big group of us went out to see the meteor shower Thursday night.It was great because all my boys came and a bunch of my friends. We drove out to Louisberg and when I looked at the sky, I thought I was looking at the milky way from a telescope, it was so clear. I didn't really know what to expect, but given the name I imagined millions of flashes of light raining down throughout the night. It was more like catching a glimpse of a shooting stars quite often, which was almost more gratifying because even though they were the reason we were there and staring at the sky, they seemed somewhat unexpected every time. I couldn't help but squeal like a little pansy in wonder sometimes. They seemed so close to our faces. It was amazing.
Last week, before I knew about the meteor shower, I was struck with inspiration while I was grinding coffee at work, so I scribbled this little diddy onto a paper towel. I guess it was pretty cool timing...
With glory and beauty He crowns the night
like moments passing
word without song
bringin closing timing
finding lost won
One
voice
voice
singing
praising, crying
often wondering
waiting
for shooting stars
lying face up staring into nothing
Thank you, L-rd, that I didn't have to wait too long, that I can stare into something. I love you deeply, like squeezing and scraping on my insides. You move me to tears every time.Thank you for your patience through my resistance and immaturity. I feel love for you even as you wear a veil...please let it not be for too long...
So a big group of us went out to see the meteor shower Thursday night.It was great because all my boys came and a bunch of my friends. We drove out to Louisberg and when I looked at the sky, I thought I was looking at the milky way from a telescope, it was so clear. I didn't really know what to expect, but given the name I imagined millions of flashes of light raining down throughout the night. It was more like catching a glimpse of a shooting stars quite often, which was almost more gratifying because even though they were the reason we were there and staring at the sky, they seemed somewhat unexpected every time. I couldn't help but squeal like a little pansy in wonder sometimes. They seemed so close to our faces. It was amazing.
Last week, before I knew about the meteor shower, I was struck with inspiration while I was grinding coffee at work, so I scribbled this little diddy onto a paper towel. I guess it was pretty cool timing...
With glory and beauty He crowns the night
like moments passing
word without song
bringin closing timing
finding lost won
One
voice
voice
singing
praising, crying
often wondering
waiting
for shooting stars
lying face up staring into nothing
Thank you, L-rd, that I didn't have to wait too long, that I can stare into something. I love you deeply, like squeezing and scraping on my insides. You move me to tears every time.Thank you for your patience through my resistance and immaturity. I feel love for you even as you wear a veil...please let it not be for too long...
22 candles
The boys had a good playing tru fris as my mom and I got the table ready, although the weather felt like vietnam.... |
Then we had my mom's banana cream pie and I got to do candles and everything (in regard to the sweat stains, see aforementioned weather conditions). |
Ol' Granny McHolzhueter had her unmentionables in a bunch, as usual. |
Just candid. |
This concludes perhaps the most narcissistic post in the history of blogger. Thanks to everyone for a great bday.
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