1–10 of 18 entries from the month of: June 2012

Sweet Love

June 30th

Off to a mountain wedding this afternoon as a guest. My unconventional addition to the gift table:

Sweet love

Sweet love

Honey from my friend Jan’s hive, label, cute jar from Finny, and a honey comb drizzler. 

Just wait till I become the weirdo bringing eggs to every event.

~K

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Happy Healthy Everyday

June 28th

Hey wait! It's my birthday too!

My friend Colleen trekked to Golden last week to celebrate her birthday too. We hiked, shopped, lounged and talked each other’s ears off. It was a nice visit, mostly because she is an incredibly patient woman.

{Crafters, you may remember her from here.}

We are having a bit of heat wave in Colorado at the moment. It’s some 20 degrees warmer than it should be, plus massive forest fires. The air is thick and everyone is pretty miserable. To say it was uncomfortable in my home even at 3 am is an understatement. It simply wouldn’t cool off. Thankfully Colleen made the best of it — icy drinks, ice cream, cold showers, frozen wash cloths.

Colleen recently started her own health coaching site and business. She’s a smart lady and has a lot to share.

Happy birthday, C! Hope this hear is your happiest and healthiest yet.

 

~K

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Celebrate!
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Treats

June 27th

Nelson had a few friends over Saturday to celebrate his birthday. Of course he humped everything in sight, including poor sweet little Jemima Jones — who made it very clear SHE DOES NOT WANT A BOYFRIEND, THANKYOUVERYMUCH. NOWGETOFFMENELSON.

The guests did, however, like the treat bags:

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But it’s my birthday. Nobody puts Nelson in the corner…

 ~K

 

 

 

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June

June 26th

come on july!

I’m traveling this week, and it couldn’t come at a better time. June has been, well, interesting. In the last month:

  • Concussion from hitting my head at Ikea
  • Gave away my boyfriend’s scooter
  • Rear-ended a lady in traffic
  • Hit my head hiking
  • Had screens made three times, because for the life of me I can’t seem to get the measurements right. And when I finally got the screens in place? Well. They blew out during the first storm. In turn, I said a lot of swears. They are now propped up in the living room. And I’m sleeping with bugs.
  • Have ground my teeth during record-breaking heat, with a second-story bedroom and no AC
  • Missed two scheduled monthly blogs — both the sew-along and the fashion post
come on july!

So! Guess what? Rather than roll around in that mud, let’s move on to sweeter pastures. July is looking like June’s much prettier, younger, kinder sister. She’s bringing:

  • A chance to get away to Wyoming
  • Time with my dad and brother
  • Time to write — I’m rewriting novel #2. Have I mentioned this? Nailing POV this time around.
  • Chickens! They arrive July 13th
  • AC! Time to buy a small portable unit
  • Screens! Time to hire a handyman for a few projects around the house, including building the coops
  • Magic Mike. Need I say more?
  • Okay, a bit more: Olympic swimming. Best. Tv. Ever.

Breathing deeply and doing my best to remember that these things are all minor in the scheme of life. My family is healthy and happy. I can’t ask for more.

Here’s to hoping your summer is taking a turn for the better!

~K

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Meadow Hike

June 23rd

A few photos from a recent outing with Nelson in the Rockies:

Meadow Hike

Meadow Hike

Meadow Hike

Meadow Hike

Meadow Hike

Meadow Hike

Meadow Hike

So pretty, so calming and exactly what I needed that day. I sat on a huge rock for a few minutes and listened to the wind blow through the aspens. The air here is dizzying. Could have been from the hike, or the altitude, but I swear the air smells sweeter. In fact, life seemed sweeter until…

Watch out!

Wearing a giant sun hat and walking with my head down, I bonked into a huge tree limb. I both cut my head open and left a nice golfball sized bruise.

Oy to the vey JUNE. I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR NONSENSE.

Meadow Hike

“Clutz.”

~K

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1Nels

June 22nd

August

Dear Nelson,

A year ago today, I signed the paperwork at the pound to bring you home.  During the drive home, a story on Willie Nelson aired on NPR. In that moment, you became  Mr. Willie Nelson Mandela.

Nelson: year 1

You were abandoned at the night drop with no ID, wearing just a thin black leather collar. No chip. (Those fools!) You seemed as ready to shake that joint as I was. Lethargic in your pound cage with a bunch of other dogs crowding your space, you soon bounced back to life. I brought you to a home that was new to me too, and we played in the backyard. I swear you were smiling.

Willie Nelson Mandela

You lasted all of three nights in the kennel before you firmly staked your claim at the end of my bed. You’ve been there ever since.

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So here’s the thing, dog. I rolled my eyes at those crazy pet people for 31 years before you showed up. I pointed at their stupid bumper stickers. I chided their devotion, reminding friends that “they are just pets.” And well, then you had to come along and shake up my cynicism. You’ve made me better many ways. You make me exercise when I really, really don’t want to. Even when it is snowy. You make me smile first thing every morning when you nuzzle up against me and paw at my arm. You make me feel all warm and silly every single time I come to the door and I’m greeted like, “Oh my! You came back! I thought you’d never ever ever ever ever come back!” No matter if I’ve been gone to get the mail, or haven’t seen you in a few days.

Never mind I wasted $100 on obedience classes and another $80 on a bed bed you laid on all of one time:

New bed day

You still bark at the postman like he stole your favorite toy. And you still love to greet me sitting at the front mat with a tail wagging, proud of your latest escape from the back yard. The best obedience class for you has been time. You’ve chilled out and even occasionally make dog friends these days. (A rather nice improvement from your  previous “I WILL HUMP YOU ALL” dog park policy.)

Happy dog

Don’t get me wrong — you aren’t all peaches and cream. You are a boy tried and true. Your taste for woodland animal excrement is unbelievable. I will never understand why nothing makes you happier than rolling around in another animal’s poop. You also like skunk. And there was that time you got fleas. Well, we got fleas.

New hat for Duda

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But let’s be honest, Nels. Every time I rub your belly and you flash that sweet smile? Well. I know you were meant to be my furry companion. To a great year of ridiculous photo sessions, hikes, car trips, walks, squirrel chases and morning snuggles.

Nelson: year 1

You are, without question, the best dog ever.

xo,

Tall Lady

P.S. Yes, you can have a few friends over for a party in the backyard to celebrate your 3rd birthday, 1st year with me. Yes, I am making treat bags. Yes, I do plan on both your Uncle Cody and your Uncle Adam to ridicule me. You’re worth it.

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Before + After: Pillowcases

June 21st

Take a couple vintage pillowcases (which my local thrift store has buckets of for $.50) + a great tutorial, a bit of bias tape, ric rac and perhaps a maybe a little ribbon to create some dresses for a sweet little girl who turns 2 this weekend:

Before + After: Pillowcase Dresses

Before + After: Pillowcase Dresses

Before + After: Pillowcase Dresses

Before + After: Pillowcase Dresses

Before + After: Pillowcase Dresses

Before + After: Pillowcase Dresses

Before + After: Pillowcases

Before + After: Pillowcases

Before + After: Pillowcase Dresses

I used a bit of fabric to whip up a third; I wanted to see if I could make one of these on my own. Also, giving things in threes feels right.

Before + After: Pillowcases

Before + After: Pillowcase Dresses

Before + After: Pillowcase Dresses

Different sizes for a quickly growing girl. Happy birthday, baby R!

~Auntie Kewie

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Before + After Week: Office

June 20th

Growing up in Phoenix, I was spoiled by real estate. I grew up in a home with a walk-in closet in my bedroom. Our house had two nicely sized bathrooms and a double garage.

As an adult in the Denver area, I realize how much younger of a city Phoenix is. Homes here in the same socio-economic range often come with one bathroom, zero closets and a nice parking spot on the street. My new home does have a few closets but nothing significant. When organizing my office, I  did not like my many tubs of art supplies hanging out for everyone to see:

Before + After: Office

Hi! We previously lived in a closet where no one could see us, in all our plastic glory. 

Before + After: Office

Nor the green drapes — although they did provide awesome shade. This space needed some organizational love, including sewing up some panels to hide the junk:

Before + After: Office

Two yards of heavy canvas and 30 minutes of sewing later — voila. Hidden junk. 

 Before + After: Office

Before + After: Office

Also — Sue sent a lovely housewarming gift this week that she embroidered. I couldn’t bring myself to use the dishcloth in the kitchen, but it looks sweet here — along with the African chicken my friend Tina sent.

Before + After: Office

And my favorite Japanese print curtains in place. It’s starting to feel like home.

~K

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Before + After Week: Dresser

June 19th

About 4 months ago, I bought a bunch of second-hand furniture. A hutch, dining room set, antique mirror and this dresser — painted a dusty rose.

Before + After: antique dresser

Before + After: antique dresser

The dresser is well made of heavy wood, with tongue and groove joints, but needed some attention. The paint was worn and the hardware did nothing for me. Enter Adam and his favorite stripper:

Before + After: antique dresser

Before + After: antique dresser

Before + After: antique dresser

Before + After: antique dresser

Before + After: antique dresser

Before + After: antique dresser

Surprise! There are five layers of paint already on this thing. Let’s sand it down and see what happens…

Before + After: antique dresser

Wait. That’s kinda pretty as is. Or as Adam said, “Someone would pay $1000 for that at Anthropologie.” 

Before + After: antique dresser

I loved the antique barn wood look of this when it was outside. And when I installed the new hardware. And when I lined the drawers. All until I finally got it back upstairs and in place. I’m not sure if it is the lamp that’s throwing me off, or if it just looks too shabby now that I have it in place.

Before + After

Before + After: antique dresser

Am I fugly? Or unique? Hmmm. 

Interwebs, what do you think? Change up the lamp? Repaint the dresser? (The original idea was a bright barn red.) Change up the lamp shade? I’d love to hear what you would do.

Also, many thanks to my trusty sidekick and his stripper. They are quite the team!

~K

UPDATE: I am going to repaint this red. After looking at these photos, I can’t help but think this looks like a Pepto Bismol massacre.

 

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Boulder Yard, Stage 3

June 18th

This post could also be titled:

  • The day after I accidentally gave away the scooter. 
  • The day the slacker landscaper didn’t show up, so I had to mow and weed wack a front and backyard by myself
  • The day I bought a new fabulous amazing weed wacker after spending 2 hours using a faulty tool

Boulder yard Project, stage 3

  • The day I bought a weed wacker and the first thing I wacked was the back of my leg (Be careful out there folks)

Boulder yard Project, stage 3

  • The day I didn’t wear thick enough gloves to weed wack a jungle
  • The day — did I mention this already? — I weed wacked A LOTBoulder yard Project, stage 3

Boulder yard Project, stage 3

  • The day I weed wacked a backyard after paying two men to haul away a ton of nonsense, only to find a pile of new nonsense under the weeds — including, I kid you not, an actual sink. So when I say I found everything including the kitchen sink? Well. Don’t call me exaggeratory.

Boulder yard Project, stage 3

  • The day I refused to give up. Landscaper doesn’t show? Fine. Weed wacker doesn’t work? FINE. GET OUT OF MY WAY MESSY YARD.
  • The day I learned how completely cathartic weed wacking is.

Is “weed wacked” even a thing? Or am I JUST WACKED? I need a drink. Can you tell?

The final reveal — old vs. new yards and a landscaping gift completed:

Boulder Yard Project: before

Boulder Yard Project: before

The viewpoint here is a little wonky. It’s from the kitchen sink, in the kitchen. Those weeds are about waist-high.

And the after:

Boulder yard Project, stage 3

Boulder yard Project, stage 3

And no, to find a class of wine. And possibly a Band-Aid. And hey, if anyone’s seen that scooter or my common sense, I’ll take those too.

~K

 

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