Oh Deer!

My dad and brother have been over at the house the past two days working on the roof and we are finally almost done!! Here is a picture of my broha and his awesome dirt line:

Mostly, this post is not about roofing, or remodeling, or even making anything pretty. It’s more of a glory post about my husbee.

My Honeypie and I worked on the lower part of the roof until we ran out of shingles. We started driving to his parent’s house two miles down the road (virilocal) and saw three cute little fawns running around in the dirt road. I said, “Oh, Hello!” because I talk to woodland creatures and farm animals like they understand me. Butterflies included. It’s kind of a bad habit. There were barbed wire fences on either side of the road, but the fawns were too small to jump over them. One fawn succeeded in jumping safely through the wires on the south side of the road while fawn number two continued to run up ahead and the third tried to copy fawn number one on the north side of the road.

Fawn number three jumped successfully through the wires.

Except it kicked back and got it’s hoof stuck.

Then it cried out like a little baby. Seriously. I thought there was a child nearby. Turns out baby deer make the same sounds as baby human. Except louder. I almost gagged. It was so sad! I was already grabbing my phone (for pictures) and opening my door while My Honeypie was putting the car in park in the middle of the road (hey, it’s Missouri) and I was going to tell him he had to help it, but I think that was his intention because he kept saying, “I’ll get it”. So I kept quiet.

My Honeypie to the rescue!

Trying to unstick the poor fawn

No, I didn’t make My Honeypie move just so I could get a good picture–he’s climbing over the fence in this picture–because as buff as he–is he couldn’t pull the barbed wire apart.  Or he didn’t want to get poked. I don’t really know.


Then mama deer showed up and I said, “Oh cr*p!” I have this unnatural fear of wild animal mamas and their babies. I envision them all as a mother Grizzly with her cubs. Then I turned and saw a big brown cow under a tree across the road that I mistook for a moose and I really thought I might die right there. Anyway, My Honeypie said of mama deer, “I’m afraid she might charge me” which made my heart beat even faster and he kind of stood near fawn number three while we looked at mama deer. Then she ran off with fawn number two.

You can see her...kind of...she's running away and blending in with the grass

I like to think I have some good qualities as a wife and one of them is multitasking; so I kept an eye on mama-could-turn-grizzly-deer and kept snapping pictures of the rescue.

I think My Honeypie is watching mama deer in this pic

Hello deer!

please don't bite?

baby deer was crying the whole time

He had to pick it up

As soon as he got the little thing to the above position it kicked itself free–sadly I did not get a picture. I was too busy freaking out and asking My Honeypie if he was okay and scanning the field for mama deer. Fawn number three ran off just fine without any outward signs of injury. Yay! Free the wild things!


I Can’t Help Dreaming Just a Little Bit.

Thinking grossly in advance here…but one day we are going to build ourselves a porch! Yes! I love, love, love big, wide porches–wide is a must. You must have enough space to put out a couple of chairs or benches and be able to stretch out your feet without them falling off the edge. This isn’t a big deal for me. I’m only 5 foot 2. but for those taller than I…well, let’s just say the porch has to be wide. That is not a fat joke.

Here are some I love:

cottage porch

it's just so wide!

Enjoy the romantic wrap-around porch at Suite Elizabeth at the Victorian Mansion.

cute furniture

front porch

see, this porch is a bit small, but I love the corbels!


Indoor front porch. I *adore* this floor.

Now this is a little bit of what I want--a gorgeous porch with a sweet awesome pergola.

So that’s what I want: a wide front porch with a pergola attached. Possibly with a blue floor. Sigh.

Holla Holla

A special shout-out and huge thanks to the young men and their leaders in our ward!! They did a service project at the house last night and got a lot done. Thank you!! Holla holla. That means “thank you”…at least for today.

Cleaned up the kitchen

Knocked out ceiling in the dining room

knocked out ceiling in the 1st living room

cleaned up the 2nd living room

ripped out the closet

knocked out half of the master bedroom to be ceiling. Also, all of those brown splotches? They are "mud-dobber" (wasp) nests. YIKES!

knocked out closet number two!


and of course, THANK YOU to all of our family who sacrifice their time and energy to help out on our house. All the time! We’ve decided to wait to move in until the house is completely finished…which will be awhile. It has its pros and cons, but I’m still excited about this thing nonetheless.

We also need to think of a name to call our little home. The previous owners named the property “Good-Bye Acres.” Like, wut? No. Horror movie name. No. I keep imagining coming across a bunch of tiny little headstones in our woods. No. No. No. Nonono!! So. We have some time to think about it. Any suggestions?



Holla holla.


Yes, we are still talking about the roof. Here is a picture update of what is happening:

we started early

Dad. Don't worry, he tied himself to the peak 🙂

My Honeypie. Also roped off.


Ammon and Ryan

Notice the rope.

Trimming off some excess.

Starting with the roof jacks. Which are apparently awesome.







Later we took a break and went to our ward pool party. Gotta love his hair 🙂




The Roof is on Fire!

Not literally. We got the rest of the plywood on the house last week before My Honeypie went to Youth Conference. We also ran out of nails for the nail gun and had to hammer the boards old school. I only hit my thumb once!! We asked a couple of people we know who do roofing jobs what it would cost for them to finish our roof. One was too busy with his other projects…and the other said, “I’m not suicidal.” Sooo…it’s us!

Yes, I was allowed up on this part of the roof. It’s not like death if you get on it, which means I felt much more useful! and this way it got done slightly quicker than My Honeypie doing it all by himself. Now there isn’t a bunch of water getting into the house!

My dad is back from work and was able to help My Honeypie put on the trim. We are hoping we can start the shingles by Saturday.

*Fingers crossed*

The rest of us started cleaning out construction debris from the top floor. Yay!

My Honeypie



Yes, we shoveled stuff out the window














Sometimes…actually, a lot of times people ask me if I get “bored.” Then I ask, “I’m sorry, do I what?” and they continue, “You know, with your husband at work all day and you’re just at home and you don’t have any kids…don’t you get bored?”

*Blank Stare*

“I’m sorry, do I what?”

If you’re curious, no, I don’t get “bored”. I’m not sure I even know what that word means. It was like a curse word growing up. If we went to our parents and whined, “I’m borrrrrred” they were quick to say, “Great! Go [insert chore here]!” Then we would say, “No, no!!” and they would graciously say, “Then go find something to do.” Needless to say, we found things to do. I guess that’s why I’m never bored. I always find something to do.

I felt this “bored-ness” creeping on the other day and I was like, I don’t want to do the dishes…so I didn’t.

Instead I cut up this old tank dress that I got from Urban Outfitters like, a year ago. I failed to take a before picture because I didn’t think I would do a post about it. Oops. So it looks like this, except white, longer, cheaper, and with pockets.  I thought I would love it more, but it turned out not so much. It just didn’t fit right at all and it was on clearance so I couldn’t return it. Since, it has just been sitting in a box full of stuff that I don’t fit/wear anymore.

I love ruffles and I see ruffle shirts/tanks everywhere and I’m like, I can totally do that!

But I don’t. Until I felt the bored-ness coming on. and to avoid doing chores like I learned as a child I found something to do! I chopped off the bottom 3/4 of the dress and made a crop tank out of the top. Then I used the bottom of the dress to make ruffles! Then I sewed them on. Ta-da! Ruffle tank. I know just what shirt I’m going to wear with it (desert sand color)…I just haven’t bought one yet 🙂

Mail Time, Mail Time, Mail Time!!!

I bought a mailbox for our new house this past week. Yay! but I thought it was kind of boring. I decided to make it “cute.” *

I didn’t think about my address being on the mailbox/internet…durh.

This is what it ended up looking like:

I used chipboard stickers and stuck them on the mailbox…Unfortunately, I didn’t stick some of them on well enough (as you can see in above picture) and paint got in underneath. Now, if I really cared enough, I could take a paintbrush and fix it with white paint. I don’t know if I care that much 🙂

*I actually think it turned out kind of gross, but My Honeypie and brother and two younger sisters all liked it so…We’ll keep it!

On a more awesome note I scored this baby:


I’m gonna make it pretty!


Cute, Sappy, and Scrappy.

I discovered something awesome. You can sew on paper! What? A lot of you probably already knew that, but I did not…and I think it’s so cool! Yesterday I made this for My Honeypie:

Okay, wait, let me back up. A couple of months ago I saw this book Layered, Tattered, & StitchedA Fabric Art Workshop. Basically, it is what it is: fabric art, and I thought “cool!” But I bought some dress fabric instead of the book. The other day I went to buy fabric again, but Joann’s was a mad house. I think they were doing inventory or something. There were people in blue shirts with walkie-talkies everywhere! So I looked at some magazines and bought one:

Sew Somerset

It has so many pictures! and a lot of projects, but I haven’t actually read the thing. I’ve only looked at half the pictures. Doing that gave me the idea to make this for My Honeypie (deja vu anyone?):

You Make My Life Happy....awwwwwwwwwwwww

Turns out all you do with mixed media art is use “trash” and make something pretty! Like above. Or like the lady on the cover of Sew Somerset does. Her Facebook page is here. She has some sweet stuff and uses antique/thrift store finds. My little sign is made simply out of this: paper tag (as the base), scraps of fabric (from Baby’s quilt and another too short skirt), and a vinyl quote. It’s cute and sappy, but so simple! The sign is now hanging above the napkin note that My Honeypie wrote and stuck on our door the day we got married:


Now if only I could learn to do this whole mixed media/scrappy, tattered thing with clothes!

Alice Dress*Esty.com

Unfortunately, I have had this picture for over six months and didn’t write down which Esty vendor it was from…uh. Sorry. Love it!

Paint Speaks to Me

I’ve always wanted to be one of those people that name the paint…you know, you go to the store, get totally bored, walk over to the paint section and start reading the paint chips? Eggplant Sunrise, Unicorn Surprise, Mandarin Glory…Okay, yeah, I haven’t ever come across paint chips named like that, but if I named the paint….Dirty Worm, Leafy Toad, Mist of Darkness…You get the idea.

There are some pretty great paint chip names out there already:

-“Sensuous Pear“-Better Homes and Gardens. I think this might be my favo.
-“Sunwashed Kelp“-also Better Homes and Gardens
-“Exotic Peacock Plume“-Wal-Mart?
-“Icy Peppermint Vinca“-also Wal-Mart? (apparently Vinca means Periwinkle? I think.)
-and lastly, “Amphibian” -Behr. Just as a side note, with a name like “Amphibian” you’d totally think it was in the green color family right? No. It’s gray. Like charcoal. Whatev.

We haven’t done much in the way of construction on our house the past week, but it has given me time to look at paint samples. I love paint samples! My Honeypie has literally pulled me away from all the paint chips because, “We have to go…” Oh responsibility. I was looking through Behr’s exterior paint collection and cutting out the colors I liked when My Honeypie suddenly said, “I like that one.”

Behr Pacific Mist

I didn’t even know he was looking. It’s a very faint blue…like a mist! Hence the name. We decided that it (if paint sample prove to be what we want on the house) will be the main body color.

We decided on white for the trim on the house…honestly, I chose this paint for the name, “Daisy White”. Daisies are my favorite flower! I couldn’t resist. I honestly couldn’t tell the difference between the ‘regular’ white and Daisy White. Who cares?

Behr Daisy White

Lastly we chose a darker blue for the doors and a few of the accents on the house.

Behr Teal Wave

We’ll see how we like the paint samples on the real thing!

Behr paint samples

Sing Us a Song

You’re the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we’re all in the mood for a melody
And you’ve got us all feelin’ all right

-Billy Joel

Such a lovely song…and such a lovely surprise:


Yes!! That’s right. I got a piano. For FREE. Now the person who gave it to me really doesn’t want me to paint it, but it was my intention to have a painted piano all along. Now the question is: what color? I can’t really do yellow even though I would *love* to do yellow, but I already decided that YELLOW is the color we are going to paint the well pump outside. I have several ideas posted here. I am also thinking of adding some pretty wood appliques like these:






I think so!