I’m Not Lucky

“No, I’m not lucky; I’m blessed, yes.”

Thank you, Nicki Minaj. Yeah, I totally just quoted her.

Today=a gross day. My Honeypie is out of town. I woke up with red, itchy eyes because I’m allergic to something in the basement we are renting. I got ready for work and was on my way to my before school meeting…

I’m half a mile away from home and my car starts making this funky noise and I’m all like, “Oh H no!” and my car was like, “You know what it is!” and I got out and my rear tire was totally flat…there was a nail sticking out of it. Go figure. Probably picked it up from construction on our house. So I call the boss man, tell him I won’t make it to the meeting and call my mom with the intention of asking her if I can call my brothers (who were at early morning seminary) to assist me, but after I said, “Good morning, my tire is flat” I mostly just cried and my mom read my mind. So convenient!

My brothers came to the rescue and we continued on to school.

Lunch time comes and I’m eating even though I feel kinda gross because that’s what you do when you’re pregnant. Otherwise your stomach will eat the baby.

Joke!

Your stomach won’t eat the baby. If all else fails the baby will just suck off your brain fat. That’s why pregnant women are so spacey.

Joke! but someone totally believed me when I told them that.

Then I totally threw up in my office. I won’t tell you what I was eating. You’re welcome.

So I’m still at work and like, wallowing in self-pity right? Then I realized I was being a baby! Because since moving to Missouri from Utah eight months ago this is what has happened to me:

*I totally met this beautiful boy who ultimately ended up marrying me.

*I totally got pregnant. Frightening? Yes. Blessing? Yes.

*We bought my dream home. I always said that I wanted an old, Victorian house in the middle of nowhere surrounded by trees so you couldn’t tell it was there. I got all of that.

Then of course little things happen that are just so good, but those three things are amazing in and of themselves. So I’m going to stop being a baby and realized that I’m blessed! Yes.

Through discovering my bless-ed-ness I thought I would share this idea I had.

Wedding Dress.

You never see it again once you’ve put it in your closet and it’s so sad!! Or you sell it on eBay, which makes me more sad for some reason. I don’t know why. So, I thought to myself, “Self, I want my wedding dress to be where people can see.” Especially since my mom made it exactly how I wanted it. It’s beautiful! She did more than a good job.

I was thinking old wardrobe with a glass front–hang up the dress inside with whatever else you used from your wedding day. Dried flowers if you have them, the wedding bling, the shoes, the invitation, a picture, whatev. Something along the lines of these:

But replace the mirror with some glass

This would be absolutely perfect.

This is just freaking amazing. It reminds me of Beauty and the Beast.

Now, I know I haven’t even had my first kid yet, but if I have a little girl I want to put this little wedding display in her room. So that’s what’s up.

Have any of you displayed your wedding dress in some way?

Kitchen Storage

I heart BHG. and I love awesome storage/organizational solutions! Check some of these out:

Pull out storage:

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They all look so neat and so clean.

Hide-away storage:

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Way cool, because microwaves always end up looking nasty.

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Perfect. I hate when my trash is out in the open. Gross.

Knife storage:

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The coolest pantry ever:

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It has multiple layers!! How cool is that?

Who Likes the Color Orange?!

Not me!!! I think it’s mostly gross, but it’s My Honeypie’s favo color. Yuck. My favorite colors are blue and yellow. Sometimes I try and think of how I can incorporate this orange color into our home-to-be…and all I can muster is maybe some orange flowers. My Honeypie is a good man and just says, “I don’t care” when I ask him if he wants orange in our house.

Today I tried killing some time with that in mind. and I came across some orange stuff. In houses. That I like. and don’t like.

Here:

YES. BHG.com

NO.

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NO.

Yes.

NOOOOOOOOOOO!

Yes? I'm mostly confused on the whole headboard thing.

Yes. But it almost looks like a candy corn up in there.

Okay. So I really don’t like all orange rooms. It’s so…overpowering! But some people do. I mean, my mom’s favorite color is lime green! She, however, did not paint her entire art studio lime green. It’s classy. Like this:

no, this is not my mom's studio.

THIS is her studio. Part of it anyway. I had to google it to find a picture.

this is her site.

I discovered that in my searching that even though I mostly hate the color orange,  I also mostly like orange accents.

Yes.

Yes.

Double Yes. On a blue wall.

I think I can maybe incorporate this color.

 What’s your favorite color?

 

You Know How?

You know how there’s that whole part in Beauty and the Beast? Where Beauty is in the library (at the beginning of the movie) on the ladder, and she rolls down the wall of shelves right before she’s about to break into song?

Yup.

I decided that I want a library ladder…in my kitchen.

I’m a little ahead of myself yet again, but I like to have an idea in my head of what I want! We have almost got everything cleared out enough at our house to start doing the electrical and plumbing. Yay!

If I Were Cinderella…

If I were Cinderella, I would have made my attic look like this:

…but she may not have had that much room. Actually, I can’t even remember if Cinderella lived in the attic. Whatever.

This is a post about me dreaming again.

We have enough space in the attic (once we have walls again) to make a bedroom or a playroom. It just depends on what we want. The attic already has one of those pull down ladders, but I think it would be super neat to have a spiral stair case instead.

This goes to a loft.

Something like this, but a nicer color.

Then the attic could open up to a room:

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They are all just so darling!

Then this is just stellar:

Hidden playroom-vententersearch.com

If you go to this site you can see the hidden playroom. So neat!

Oh My What?

Who knew that part of I-29 was washed away? We sure didn’t! but it made our drive to Utah a little more interesting…if you like two hour detours. There has been crazy flooding in the upper and lower parts of Missouri, missing where we live which is great. We’ve all seen the news with some pictures of the flooding, but we got to see some of it up close before the detour.

That's totally a barn in the middle of a bunch of water.

 

All blocked off

Not part of the flooding, but totally interesting:

Yup. The tree is inside the silo.

How My Honeypie feels about 2-hour detours

While we were in Utah we went to Deseret Industries (Utah’s version of Goodwill) and I got some sweet awesome chandelier frames:

I want to put pearls on this one...

Similar to this!

...he's wearing my anatomy goggles... 🙂

So cute!

The chandeliers are for my kitchen and hallway…when we actually have walls again 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Finally Finished!

Not the whole house. Just the roof, but it’s DONE!

So good.

If you haven’t been following along read here, here, here, and here. Oh and possibly here.

What’s in a Name?

People around here name their property like they name their children…but I think I kind of like it.

Here are some we’ve seen/heard of:

My mother-in-law named her property “Shady Acres“. Now, I think we’re talking about the kind of shady you get from trees and not the kind of shady you use to describe the guy walking down the street with his hand reaching into his trench coat.

My mom named my family’s property “Stonegate“. It has, you guessed it, a stone gate.

Stonegate. Say hello to the back half of Hershey.

There is this HUGE sign on the way to town from our property called “Kingbird Acres“. I’m thinking it must be their last name.

I find this just hilarious:

El Rancho Bankruptus

Here are some of the suggested names from various persons:

• Some Man’s Trash…since this the name of my blog…and now that I think about it, there is trash everywhere in the yard.
• Regenbogen (Rainbow) Ranch. Sadly, as my dad said, only in California could 5 acres=a ranch.
• Galbraith Greens. Alliteration is great (oh yeah, I totally did that), but there are so many Galbraith families out here I think people would get confused!

Here are a few I came up with…mostly using the same words. I’m super creative:

• Mariposa (butterfly) Skies
• Mariposa Glen
• Mariposa Meadows (my little sister actually came up with this one)

Basically, there are butterflies everywhere at our new place. I think they like our trees. Also, my gramma used to call me “butterfly”. What do you think?

Victorian Cottage in New York

My mom sent me this link awhile ago. Every so often I like to go back and look at it. This woman named Sandra Foster transformed this hunting cabin on her property into a beautiful little getaway. Here are a couple of pics:

Before

After

 

Make sure you go to the link to see all of the pictures in the slideshow! Love it.

Rock-a-Bye

So remember how I got this awesome rocking chair for free from my wonderful sister-in law?

Notice the hole in the seat. Her husband's bony fanny broke it. Twice.

priming

primed!

painting

painted!

Done!

Colors!

To fix the seat I just measured the existing seat and cut out a piece of plywood (leftovers from our roof) and nailed it on. Instant seat!

Things I would do differently:

• Buy a better paint brush. It’s so annoying when the little brush hairs come out all over your chair. Ew.
• Lightly sand the rocking chair before painting, just to have a smoother surface. Usually, I sand before I paint, but I have come to *loathe* sanding. I thought the wood was in pretty good shape so I skipped it this time. Although it worked out okay, I think it would have been prettier sanded. Sigh. This means I have to go back to sanding.
• If you have something to fix–like the seat–fix the seat first and then paint. Ugh. I just can’t help myself. I love paint!!!
• Buy a really big cushion for the seat. Just because the seat is 17 inches across it doesn’t mean an 18 inch pillow is the best choice. Even if it is the cheapest and 50% off.  Boo!

Seeing as this is my first major attempt at making a piece of furniture prettier I’m pleased. Plus, I learned a lot! Yay! That means I hopefully won’t ruin these:

I got four of these bad boys for a whopping two (yes, 2) dollars at a moving sale! Fifty cents each!! I drove by in the morning and they wanted $12.75 for each which isn’t bad considering what a brand new bar stool costs, but I didn’t have any cash on me. I went back later that afternoon to see if they were still there and they were…and so much cheaper!

Holla.