Just a little space of my own

I just needed a little.

A little space that I can put my computer.

A little space I can store unpaid bills and our free movie passes.

Not much, just a little.

A blank wall, next to the piano and not this one…….. the one I don’t have a picture of. Oh boy.

I wanted something that didn’t take up much real estate. The piano is definitely the show stopper in this room.

Floating maybe?

I had this little table.

It had a cute little top that easily came off with 4 little screws.

Hobby Lobby has their chippy corbels on sale for 50% off. $12 was a super steal.

Attached it to the wall and voila, a desk.

I wanted the wall to be unique and functional at the same time.

I haven’t hung wallpaper in 20 years.

Do you know there is peel and stick wallpaper??!!! Game changer.

It started here. I swear, 10 minutes and the wallpaper was up.

And ended here.

I didn’t want to spend a lot of money, so I shopped the house and the garage.

Some baskets will be perfect for my mail and other papers.

I had the really cute piece of wood

I need a clip.

It needs to be big and I want black.

A chip clip will work.

The wall is complete

Pull-up a super cute chair I thrifted.

Done.

And just for kicks, at night while I watched the Bachelor….. I made rosettes out of an old pillow case and covered up this ugly little lamp shade.

Hot glued them on. I have zero fingerprints now.

Painted the bottom of the lamp and

Boom!

Have a great week!

Love,

The girl who didn’t sleep last night and is jacked up on coffee!

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Contentment

A few days ago, I chatted via text with my friends. One was working at a new job location far from home and was experiencing new and glorious things and meeting Brock Long, Administrator for FEMA. He quoted Mother Teresa in his speech and was instantly loved.

My other friend, received a wonderful raise at her job and was given great new responsibilities.

While we confessed about the new and exciting things happening in their lives, the same morning I was cleaning toilets.

Today is laundry day. There is a lot of laundry and I am the laundry queen. I choose to do everyone’s laundry. It gives me great satisfaction as I sort, spot clean and eventually pull out of the dryer, clean and spot free clothes.

We have a potty trainer in the house which calls for piles of the cutest little underwear I ever did see.

As my friends are having great success in their lives, I am successful in my own way. I am so excited for them and we celebrate their accomplishments. I am not jealous at all. And that is not sarcasm, that is truth. My life at home is happy and I am full of contentment in that part of my life.

As a young mother, I stayed home and cared for our children. I did many of the things I do today as a not so young mother and grandmother. However it is different. I don’t have young ones at my feet all day everyday that I must care for. I get to enjoy our grandchild as his BB. Pure contentment.

Today was also pull weeds day. It was a beautiful sunny day and I enjoyed getting my hands dirty as we prepare for our Spring garden. Listening to podcasts while working is enjoyable. Today it was Jen Hatmakers for the Love of music with Hillary Scott from Lady Antebellum. What a great listen!!! So many wonderful things came to mind as I listened but my favorite was in reference to the Aspen Tree. Did you know that while the Aspen tree might stand alone, underground there is an extensive root system. Before a single aspen trunk appears above the surface, the root system may lie dormant for many years until the conditions are just right, including sufficient sunlight. In a single stand, each tree is a genetic replicate of the other, hence the name a “clone” of aspens used to describe a stand.

It was used in context of relationships. While I stand alone as an individual, my root system is deep and strong. There are parents and siblings, husbands and children and the friends I spoke of before? They are included in that system and so many more. On days when I might feel alone, I know that I am not. What an incredible thing to remember on hard days. And while I talk of my root system, I know, without a shadow of a doubt that I am in the root system of so many others.

Here’s to all the strong loving root system women in my life. Happy National Women’s Day.

Contentment.

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My Days on the Road

I spent the majority of the last two days in the passenger seat. Steve needed a driver and I was available. Although He only needed me to drive for one hour on the second day.

Ok, well what do I do the rest of the time?

I read a lot

I search the internet looking for new and interesting projects. After yesterday I am now going to wallpaper, shiplap a fireplace and 482 other interesting things.

I daydream looking out the window. I eat way too much and get to spend an incredible amount of quality time with my guy.

The one hour behind the wheel is different. There is no internet to search so I fill my time with other things.

Steve has Sirius radio and I always search for something interesting to listen to. Did you know there was a Billy Graham Radio? I did not. However yesterday, February 20th I listened to his speech to the Harvard Business School in 1982. What a powerful man BG was. Eloquent with a little bit of sass. It was so inspiring and I loved every second. This morning I see that today, February 21st, we celebrate his graduation to heaven. Coincidence? I think not.

This is my view as we drive.

Steve and I speak of how many hours he logs driving. It’s a lot. He takes the time to do special delivers For his customers. He could mail certain things, he could call on the phone but instead he gets to them face to face. It matters. I always tell him he is a great salesman but he’s the best at customer service. He makes his customers feel as if they are a priority because they are.

See this little car?

I saw it coming off the exit ramp and I squealed a little.

It’s called a Metropolitan. My Mom and Dad had one. There’s was turquoise instead of orange but it was the cutest little car and I remember it vividly. Vividly I am speaking sarcastically. I despised that little car. I was the snootiest of teenagers, not “mean girl” but I needed to look just so as to not upset my karma. This little car didn’t nothing and I mean nothing for it.

However as an adult, I would LOVE to be the driver❤️

The whole goal of driving this time, was to get the firetruck to the racetrack.

The Sebring Racetrack needs a firetruck for its race every year. Steve makes sure that they have a truck every year. He personally delivers them a truck. He doesn’t get paid extra. He takes time out of his schedule to find them a truck to borrow. He also knows the guy in charge just got a promotion, he knows the other fire guy is in the hospital having stents put in his heart. He might be their salesman but he’s their friend too. He is investing in their lives and it shows. I’m proud to be his driver and watch as he works.

Investing in people is not always easy. Sometimes they are difficult and it’s easier to let someone else do it. It’s not always convenient either. But through work and play, I’m going to take a lesson from my boss the last two days. Making others feel special is the right thing to do.

Be blessed this Thursday my friends.

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Do you know the whole story or are your lips just flapping?

I was honored to be asked to give a young man piano lessons. He’s not just any young man, it’s Aiden!

Do you know Aiden? If not, you should. He’s a really cool kid.

Aidens Momma gave me the green light to share this story and his picture.

Aiden and his family have been dealt some real tough things in his short little life. I don’t know all of his story but I do know that currently he has little to no eyesight and is in treatment for brain cancer. He attends blind school, is learning Braille and is tirelessly in pursuit of advocating for others, especially other sick kids. And he is adding piano skills to his resume.

He’s a great kid and I can honesty say that I was very unsure of how to teach a visually challenged guy the piano. I’m not that good!! However if he wants to learn then I’ll learn right alongside him.

Aiden and his Momma showed up for his lesson this morning. We were chatting about their recent vacation. They were at an amusement park and were waiting in line to slide. Aiden wears a mask for his own protection. He was so excited to slide down like every other kid. You know kids with limitations are sometimes left out. Aidens Momma is such a good Momma. She is protective and an advocate for Aidens wishes and dreams. As they wait in line, the camera is ready to go and there is chatter in the line behind them. Not excitement for the sweet kid that gets to be like all the others. It was chatter about how dare his mother let this poor sick child wearing the mask slide down. Now let me tell you it’s a little I know about Aidens Momma. She’s tough. She is protective of her children and she’s not going to put up with anything said about her kid. She turns around and says” that’s mine right there in the second row! He’s got brain cancer and is blind! I allow him to live his best life. I hope you have a good day.” Smile as you watch Aiden. He’s in the gray sweatshirt.

Now are you questioning the decisions made by others without knowing the whole story? Are you judging? Are you whispering about things you know nothing about? I’m no saint and I can be as guilty as the next person but when I hear a story like I did today, it can hit right between the eyes.

Are we advocating for the hopes and dreams of others or are we judging from behind the curtain?

I do know that I’ve filling a piano playing dream for one young man and I’m going to keep pushing forward to become just a little bit better than I was yesterday.

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The Heart of a Woman

I attended a woman’s event last night.

Snacks

Coffee

Cute shoes

What else is there?

Oh I forgot…..women.

We sang some really good songs and listened to a message. I sat beside some incredible women friends.

There was note taking because the speaker was THAT good .

It was a good night and sometimes I need a little while to wrap my brain around the real reason. Why does there need to be an event that is titled “the heart of a woman?” Why do we need a special evening?

Women are caregivers. Women are nurturers. Women are worriers and warriors. Some are employees and some are mothers. Many are wives. We are daughters, aunts and cousins. Women are incredible humans.

Tonight I watched as women raised their hands in praise. They laughed and for just a few moments took care of the heart our speaker spoke of. Most of the time women are not necessarily thinking of their heart but thinking of the hearts of others.

Last night, these ladies took the time to take care of their hearts, even for just a little while.

As the music played and we sang, I closed my eyes and just listened. I listened to the hundreds of women proclaiming in song

I am chosen
Not forsaken
I am who You say I am
You are for me
Not against me
I am who You say I am
I am who You say I am

I am not just a wife or a momma. Even though it’s my favorite job. I am the daughter of the King. I am who He says I am. I am not the other women who are so easy to compare myself with.

I can know without a shadow of a doubt that even when I struggle or question myself, that His promises are true. I am the chosen one, right?

That even on the hard days I am loved beyond measure. He is for me but against me. I am who He says I am.

I was sad today. Woman are emotional creatures and I shed a few tears. I’m ok with that. Women have larger than normal tear ducts…….I made that up but it should sounded good.

I am grateful to walk beside women who have beautiful hearts. You know who you are.

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When there is Lack, He Provides

Do you ever feel like you are sitting in a pool of indecisive muck?

Life is so good. I have nothing to complain about but the moments of question, the decisions that are hard to make can feel like a noose.

My head says to worry and wonder the “what if’s” and my heart says “when there is lack, He provides.” Lack of confirmation. Lack of truth. He will provide. I just have to trust.

I had a conversation with a friend yesterday morning. It went something like this:

D: I just put a little gift on the porch. Also left a little something for you. Love you! You and Steve have a fantastic anniversary trip😘

C: You are sweet

D: Sometimes you need to put yourself first, sometimes the littlest things make us feel special.

C: Love you. So grateful for you in my life

D: Me too!

C: I live a cushy life I sometimes don’t feel worthy of putting myself first.

D: Well friends are here to remind you of those little things sometimes.

C: That’s why it’s important to have those people in your lives

D: I’m sure that’s God’s intention!

C: What is lacking, He provides

God provides needs and wants even when we don’t think we deserve it.

We traveled South today for a couple days of rest. We stopped to see Dad Kern. He loves his dog. His dog loves him. God has provided daughters to care for Dad. Daughters that live close by and are able to be there for his and his dogs daily needs. It’s sometimes hard to live hours away. Today when we stopped, we were able to walk his dog. We were able to give daughters a day off, not that they asked for one. When there is lack, He provides

Our home is full of people. We are a great team. But sometimes it feels like something is missing. As Steve and I drove yesterday, we talked about how spending time with others is a major priority this year. Peoples lives are full. Our lives are full. Redundancy creeps in and it feels like work, cleaning, cooking, TV and sleep are the round the clock schedule. We are blessed to have a great house for gathering. 2019 is the year for making people important. I sent out a group text for “game night!” Even with the closest friends, I still feel anxious wondering if friends want to gather. Maybe they are too busy. Maybe it’s a bad night. Maybe they are sick of game night. When there is lack, He provides. 12 wonderful friends will be coming over for game night.

When life brings questions and concerns, as I look out into the ocean and see the Sunshine Skyway Bridge. The bridge that was struck by a barge on May 9th, 1989 at 7:33am. Though the blinding rain, drivers in the southbound lanes were unable to see the missing roadway ahead.  Six cars, a truck, and a Greyhound Bus plunged into the waters below.  One man survived.  35 others were killed. Today, this majestic bridge stands strong. It carries 1000’s of people everyday across from Palmetto to St. Petersburg. Growing up in Manatee County, I have driven across the original bridge as a teenager in a 1969 Volkswagen with a stick shift. The original bridge was a long flat span and then straight up. Scary as crap I say!!! The new bridge is more of a slant and it’s so beautiful.

Some of the original bridge still stands and now is a fishing pier. It’s original purpose might not be used but it now allows people to fish and provide food for their families. It allows peace as people stand from this old bridge platform and see the new bridge in their sights knowing that in lack, He provides.

Have a blessed Friday,

Charma

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When Creativity Hits

I need to make things.

Everyone has something they like to do that fills a creative void.

Maybe it’s writing .

Maybe it’s decorating.

Maybe it’s building something.

There are lots of options. I like to build things and I like to paint things. I LOVE to find something and give it new life. It’s gives me life.

Today was a beautiful sunny day and by golly I was outside in it. I watered the flowers, I gave JR a bath, I relished in the sunshine.

I perused IG for a while this morning and saw this picture from #thereluctantentertainer. This lady is a pro at charcuterie boards. You know…. huge platters with all kinds of different items showcased on one board. You know!! Charcuterie.

I had absolutely no idea what a charcuterie board was until Courtney and Justin we’re getting married and she wanted it at the reception. ZERO idea.

However today, when I saw that picture, all I saw was that 12 x 42″ board.

I needed that board.

I would make that board.

What a fabulous day to create.

Now you know the garage is one of my favorite places. With all its tools and wood. Drills and saws and my new favorite tool….. the table saw.

I have been scared to death of the table saw. It’s whirling blade that could take off my hand. The instability of the board as it has to be guided by ME through that same whirling blade. However, I have been practicing and with a little guidance from Mr. professional tool guy, I’ve become pretty handy with the ole table saw.

I searched through the woodpile and found some sweet wood pieces that would work just fine.

No one said that the wood would match. It was a hodge podge of all sorts.

There was a big piece from the pool house table. Smaller pieces from……..I have no idea.

A little glue here and there and my handy dandy nail gun and presto, a charcuterie board is made.

A lot of sanding was necessary and some serious caulking was completed.

I painted it

Of course I distressed it

Some cute handles were added to the sides

Book Club next week will be treated with treats on my new charcuterie board.

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