I’m having the best time decorating the New Love Nest. Trying for a beachy theme in the extra bedroom & bath.
it started with the old blue chair that I actually bought for a photography prop. I want blues and teals and a light airy feel for the room.
Found this cute vase with a shell pattern to it.
Found two of these distressed night tables and this cool teal lamp. Added a Fenton glass ring holder.
The I found this ruffly edged Fenton milk glass bowl/vase. Of course I had to have it! I set it in the window sill in the bathroom. (with the cool glass block window.)
I added a cute beach frame with a picture of the first pointing picture that started it all! :heart: Imagine my surprise when I found the matching milk glass bowl on our recent trip to Quincy.
I just love finding these perfect little pieces while we put the Love Nest together exactly how we want it to be.
by Kay~Kacey on 12/23/2010
We went to visit SuperGuy’s aunt in Kansas City. Look at the cool ice sculpture at the retirement village she lives in.
I thought it was really cool. Retirement places aren’t what they used to be, are they?
I was just intrigued by the whole sculpture and how someone could picture that in their head and carve out the sculpture.
Don’t you love the bubbles in the reindeer’s head? Very cool.
Well, of course I got a pointing photo out of it! Did you have any doubt??
by Kay~Kacey on 11/2/2010
that silly holidays like Halloween make me miss my boys like crazy?
I never even really liked Halloween when they were growing up. The drama and trauma of picking their costumes. Changing their minds. A Ninja. Batman. No, a Ninja. A ghost. No Batman. :mad2: Staying up way too late, with too much sugar…but darn it all, they were SO excited about it!! Every year! Candy, costumes, trick or treating!
Our neighborhood gets only a tiny handful of trick or treaters now…not the mobs and mobs that roamed the neighborhood when my boys were growing up.
Sometimes, just sometimes, I’d like to turn back the clock and have a bit of a do over. (okay, maybe not their middle school/high school years…). This being a mom thing is strange. You have kids and they are your whole life. Their schedules are your schedules. Their pain is yours. Their triumphs are yours. (well, I guess I still feel that way about those last two.)
It seems they grow up in a blink of an eye. Where did it go? The falling asleep on your shoulder in the dead weight sleep of a child? The legos? The “guys” (Ninja Turtles). The silly cartoon movies. Packing lunches. Buying constant pairs of jeans to replace the endless stream of ripped out knees. Sports. Endless rounds of practice and games in every variety of sports imaginable.
Yes, even the drama/trauma of choosing Halloween costumes. I miss it. There. I said it. While I love and adore this stage of life with grown up boys–such fun–there is a part of me that wishes for the quiet middle of the night feeding when all the world is silent. The small hand in yours when they skip along beside you. Their arms wrapped tight around your neck in a hug.
Sigh. Why is it that Halloween makes me miss my boys like crazy?
