Peek a Boo cabinets

Unfortunately with this project I do not have a before picture.

I started these cabinets preblogging my projects seriously.

Do you forgive me?

I can describe them for you.

Picture some tall cabinets that are about 30 to 40 years old and that have been in a garage for about 30-40 years and possibly the last 10 years they haven't been touched.

All the ooze and dust and spider webs you would want in them.

But picture $35 for 2 of them!!!

Then you can look past the nastiness and see them painted white with crown molding to top!

Now remember that you are the only one that can see this vision and everyone at the house sale including your husband thinks you are crazy for even wanting these in your house.

Here is a picture of one of them with already 4 coats of white on it.

See how tall they are! That is why I loved them.

We have tall ceiling on our main floor and it would look funny with just little cabinets.

Here is our laundry room before we moved in.

Sorry Mr. Genius was more focused on the fact that there is a utility sink then the high ceiling.

This is what our laundry room looked like after having 12 people stay in our house for a week.

Just realized I still didn't show you a picture of the high ceiling.

Boy I am not being a good blogger today.

Maybe I will just go ahead and jump to the after picture.

You like?

You can see that one of the doors is cracked open.

I want to show you what I did to the inside of the cabinets.

Because they were completely disgusting. I couldn't get all the stuff off. When it was painted white you could see where the sides weren't completely smooth.

As you can see form the picture. I painted the inside of them blue for something a little unexpected and to hide all the imperfections.

Then once I painted them I modge podged the shelves with wrapping paper.

I really do wish I took a before picture so you can really appreciate the after picture.

Oh yeah I almost forgot.

I also spray painted the back part of the knobs.

Also remember this light fixture?

I painted that too.

Nothing is safe when I have a can of spray paint in my hand!

Then I took the top doors off.

Why?

Cuz still after 8 coats of paint the cabinets were still not the same color as the molding on top. A little frusterating to say the least.

Yes I was painting with the same paint. I do not understand why it was doing that.

So I took the doors off and went to the dollar store and got the turquoise tubs.

Speaking of laundry does anyone know how to get a dry erase marker out of a sweater vest?

Ah the joys of motherhood.

Hope you had a great weekend!


I am linking to these parties.

I have a Button!!!

Thank you to all that guided me on how to make a button!!

I stayed up late last night and did it!!

It is a very simple one cuz well that is all I could do for now.

One reader named Melinda mentioned that I should just get one of my frames and write my blog name in the middle of it.

Perfect!

So that is what I did.

Somehow along the way the frame went from green to torquise. Don't know how that happened, but I am just rolling with it.

So here is my button!

Now to figure out how to do the box thingy underneath so others can use my button.

One day I am going to give up and just get someone else to do all this for me.

About the same time I find that money tree in the back yard.

A little help here

Today Kari from Ucreate featured my $12 floor candlesticks!!

Whoo Hoo!

She also asked me to be a creative guest and I can post my button on her blog for others to see!!

Which is also just as exciting!

The problem being is that I do not have a button.

Nor do I know how to make one.

I have tried to do everything on my own as far as blog design except for the header (I won that on a giveaway). And as you can see I am not doing very good *hangs head in shame*

But I try really hard...does that count.

So my question is can someone direct me to a site to how I can make a button?

Also any ideas on what my button should look like.

I am at a lost.

When it comes to technology my creativeness comes to a complete halt.

Thanks guys! You are the best!

FINALLY

Blogger has not let me post a blog since Sunday night!!!!

Finally I can!

I have been dying to show you what else we did to the guest room.

I went down to the basement and I completely forgot about a Chandy I had down there.

I bought it while ago off of craigslist.

I think it was $30.

So we put it up in the guest room.

And...I....LOVE....IT!!!!!!!

I now declare that all rooms need Chandeliers.

 

My Martha Project

This week's theme at the CSI project is Martha Stewart!

I love me some Martha Stewart crafts.

So I saw this picture and I knew just what to do!

Well it is pretty self explanatory... and that is what I like.


I got my frames.

I got my primer

Then I got my green spray paint.

Then I got my glaze out.

I forgot to take a picture of this process.

But I channeled my inner karate kid and wiped on and wiped off.

I am sure you get the idea.

The frame details really popped with the glaze

I heart that frame.

Now where to put them?...

I thought about the foyer going up the stairs, but decided I didn't have enough frames for it to look good.

So I decided to put them in the guest bedroom.

I always put that room to last. I don't know why.

So here is what the guest room looks like before.

and here it is with my new frames!

I can't wait to see all the Martha inspired projects this week!




I will also posting to these parties.

It's Mr. Genius' Day!

Today is Mr. Genius' birthday!

Sorry this Easter picture is the most recent one I have of him. 

Mr. Genius has been my partner, friend and, especially lately my shoulder to cry on.

Mr. Genius is a hard worker, spiritual leader, a great friend, and... persistent.

I really mean that in the most loving way.

Because if it wasn't for his persistence we would not be together right now.

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I first met Mr. Genius while in college at church, and his name wasn't Mr. Genius it was Mr. Blue Eyes. ;)

You can't really see them past his glasses but he has great blue eyes.

This was the first thing I noticed about him... and his smile. He just seemed like a genuine great guy to me.

So I made sure that I met him. We talked, we flirted, we had a great time.

Then I found out something horrible.

He was a ....are you ready for this....a freshman.. Ugh!

You see, I was a Junior...and apparently also a snob.

I do recall telling people that "I do not date younger guys."

But I didn't realize that Mr. Genius/Blue Eye main attribute was persistence and he then had his cute blue eyes set on me.

He walked up to me to ask for my phone number.

Do you know what I did?

I completely ignored him and turned my back to him to talk to someone else.

See! A snob.

Then the next week at church, he came up and tried again.

He asked me for my phone number and again I turned my back to him and started talking to someone else.

Then the next week at church. Mr. Genius/Blue eyes got a little smarter.

While I was talking to a couple of people, he asked loud enough for others to hear.

"Are you in the phonebook?"

You know that was back in the day when people actually used the phonebook.

I was stuck, people were looking at me and I just answered with a simple yes.

A couple of days later he called to ask me out.

I just thought, why not we have a good time talking together...when I am not ignoring him. So I said Yes.

Then on February 13, 1999. We went on our first day and I felt completely at home with him.

I looked past his persistence and he looked past my snobbiness.

The rest is history.

Happy Birthday honey!

6 months

It has been 6 months since my dad went home to be with the Lord.

It has been 6 months and one day since I last told my dad I loved him.

It has been 6 months and 3 days since I last got to hug him and have gotten to see him with my earthly eyes.

I long for the day when I get to see him again, hug him, and hear his voice.

I know that hundreds of people die everyday, but when it is someone that you are close to... your world stops.

This is the last picture that was taken of my dad. It was at the mall right before half of us went to the airport after thanksgiving.

My dad was doing what he did best and loved. He was playing with his grandboys.

The very next thing we did before leaving the mall was stand in a circle holding hands and praying for the safe trips we were all about to make.

What a great last memory of dad.

I am so thankful that we got to come down for Thanksgiving.

Eventhough these 6 months have felt like a blur at times. I have gone through a lot of emotions.

I have gone through doubt...

Right after dad's celebration service, the entire month of December that I stayed with mom I felt like dad was gone on a business trip and he was going to storm in the door anytime with his arms waving in the air and say, "Sorry I missed everything." with that big smile on his face.

Then I moved on to grieving...

When I came back home and it took everything in me to get out of bed.

For 4 months everytime I was in the car or alone for that matter. I would find myself crying. Sometimes I didn't even realize it then I would feel tears running down my face.

I have felt angry at him. When Mr. Genius remembers a time back in October when he was visiting us. They went out running and dad had to stop because his chest hurt. Why didn't he go to the dr? Why did he ignore that pain?

I have felt sad.

It deeply saddens me that my kids and my nephews will not really know my dad. Wild Man is the only one that will kind of remember him. My dad was such a strong, wise christian man that I wish I had that guidance today and I really wish that my boys would have it too.

It breaks my heart that when Romeo sees picture of my dad I have to remind him who he is.

I have felt jealous because of all that I have read up on heaven... I want to be there too. And jealous of other people that still have their dad's here.

But most of all I have felt blessed. Blessed that I did have a great dad that has guided me and most certainly lead by example to love the Lord with all my heart. Blessed with such wonderful friends that have to helped me with taking care of the boys when I was emotionally drained. Sent encouraging emails, letters, and above all prayers.

I have truly appreciate everything from everyone.

Thank you