I'm averting my eyes from the date of my last post. Holy shiznit it has been a while hasn't it?! Life has been life lately and I've been out doing life things with my little lives. As I'm sure all you pretties are doing as well. And those 'little lives', they come first you know? No excuses. Just laying it out plain and simple. Being a mama and domestic goddess has been totally mind/body/soul sucking as of late and all of my left over will power has been diverted to restraining myself from collapsing face down and hiding under a fresh and still warm load of laundry from the dryer. Lately I have been reading some of my favorite bloggers post about 'their daily grind' to pump out posts and how they have been feeling weighed down by the 'need to create compelling content' and how they are burning out... blah de blah blah. I feel ya sister. Then they post about how to 'get through it', or they say just keep posting till you get your groove back. Ehhhhhhhhhhh. No thanks. Rather than post a bunch of bs or filling up your feed with fluff, I'll just wait till I feel like I have something of merit to post. Like this. It's totally not my original idea, but I thought it was a good one.
A DIY Rope Chandelier.
Both Pottery Barn and Restoration Hardware have a couple of versions I'm partial to.
So here is what you will need:
One cast off working chandelier
at least 100-200 feet of rope. The smaller the rope the easier to work with but the more you will need
hot glue gun, lots of glue & scissors
place to hang the chandelier so you can work on it
So here's how it goes. Pretty simple. Start at the top of the arms and tie a knot. Secure with gobs of hot glue. Then slowly wrap tightly down the arm with a dot of hot glue here and there. Secure at the end of the arm with another knot and gobs of hot glue. Don't wrap where it will get hot or where it could possibly touch the blub. X nay on the house fire ay. This natural jute-ish rope holds its shape pretty well so I was pleasantly surprised at how little glue I needed. Once I got the arms covered I moved onto the center part. Started at the top and wrapped downward. Again securing with a dot of hot glue here and there. Bingo bongo doneski. This poor chandelier has been spray painted, spackled and speckled so many times I hope this is the last time I want to mess with it. I really do like the look of the rope against the wood ceiling . All natural and ish.
Thanks so much for sticking with me. Maybe this will be the light blub to ding and my diyn frenzy will return. xo Honor
Another day another year older. Yesterday I turned 28. Twenty eight. Two and Eight. Twenty plus eight. Ten and a ten and a four and another four. No way around it, no matter how I write it I am no longer 'that young' or 'in my early twenties'. I have recently started using the 'twenty-something' phrase because I'm sure people won't believe me if I told them the age I feel like I am. Oh You know. Forever 21. Hell I should have stopped going to that store YEARS ago but I just can't. In fact. I proudly strut my double stroller and baby bjorn strapped self through the store. Bickering, hair pulling and juice spilling and all. Ha. I'm like a walking ad for birth control for the little ladies the store is really intended for. But those deals....
Anywhoser. At twenty eight, I feel that I'm really starting to hit my groove. I like it. In fact I love it. I keep reminding myself that 'this is the time'. This is the time we will look back at with fondness and longing. The kids will be grown and gone, my house will be spic and span, Matt and I will have countless hours where we can just sit and stare into each other's eyes (ha, yeah right), things will be calm and quiet. And I'll miss this. I'll miss the giggles that turn to screeches that turn back to giggles as the dog has leapt into and then out of the kid and bubble filled tub. I'll miss the little tugs on my shirt and insistent voices, 'Mama! Cuddle!'. I'll miss the sweet sweet chaos that is raising a young family.
These past few months I have been trying really hard to be in the moment. To have intention with what I do, what I say and how we live and love. Matt and I have been discussing life and how quickly it changes lately. Mostly we have been discussing how we want our kids to be raised. We want them to be able to look back on their childhoods as a great big adventure. Full of nature, imagination and wonder. Full of fun. And we aren't sure that this can be achieved at the place where we are at. Not sure at all. But that is normal. As a parent, to want to mother hen the babes by covering and protecting them from the outside world. It's a constant battle with yourself on what and what not to and when to share with children the realities of the world. A battle indeed.... So during this time of being influx what does a mama do to reassure the babes (and herself) that everything is just peachy keen? Why bake and bake and bake some more.
Bisquick Chocolate Chip and Pudding Cookies
Ingredients: 2 cups bisquick three eggs 3/4 cup neutral flavored vegetable oil. My new fav is sunflower seed oil 1 cup white sugar 1 package chocolate pudding mix 1 teaspoon baking soda 1 1/2 cup chocolate chips 2 tablespoons vanilla 3/4 cup oats
Directions: Preheat oven to 375. Mix all wet ingredients in large mixing bowl. Add all dry ingredients, add the pudding mix last. Spoon golf ball sized dollops onto a greased cookie sheet and slightly flatten. Bake for eight minutes. Pull out, let cool and remove from sheet. Then promptlyproceed to gobble down at LEAST three.