Changing up a lamp shade

We bought some lamps at our favorite junk store. I thought they would be easy to fix up and would look great in the rumpus room.

They appeared to have plaster bases that are formed to look like wood and painted brown.

The chips look horrible because they are clearly white and not just rustic brown.



The tops were groovy, but a little destroyed, ripped, and stained


So I found some fabric scraps at the local store for $1.00 a yard. I thought it was appropriately mid century.

It was ALL wrong.

I hated it.

It was too thick so it didn't pleat right, it was just big and ugly.



So, I fixed it.




We have two and the fix really makes the rumpus room WAY better.

This is my office now - we originally built it for Bubbs, but he's since gotten himself an office job, so mama's takin' over.



Next we have to figure out where I put my desk...

I was not prepared for Easter

We aren't doing Santa, so I think that pretty much means we won't do the Easter Bunny. A few days ago the weather started feeling like Spring and I got in the mood for Easter. This surprised the heck of out me. I LOVE Christmas, but Easter? Wha?

I bought flowers and decorated my new windowsill (installed with the 'remodel') with fennel from our CSA box.






(what you don't eat popcorn dipped in applesauce?)

We took Turner and his little friend to a farm to look at a baby lamb


Love blossomed


This might have been the coolest thing we saw


Easter for us, when I was a kid, was driving all over at least three hours in the car in fancy dresses and looking for quarters scotch taped on eggs at our Nonni's house.

In an attempt to start our own traditions, I decided we would do Easter.

I bought a Lamb Leg (my new favorite food) and a ham (which I hate, but thought we should have because its Easter?).

Fresh strawberries, pound cake, whipped cream for dessert, leg of lamb, roasted vegis, and scalloped potatoes.

Yesterday I put food coloring in mugs, googled "how to dye easter eggs" (rookie), took off all of T's clothes and set him loose.

He LOVED ploping the eggs in the dye. Which splattered my kitchen. Awesome.



I LOVED the stains it left on my table - inspiration to FINALLY do something about the hideous Formica top.

After one of the worst nights we've had in a long long time, we woke up and Daddy had hidden the eggs.

Turner and I were curled up together and Daddy came in.

"Turner, a magical bunny came and hid eggs all over the house."

"um, daddy, what about our no lying thing?"

"oh, um, a Pretend magical bunny came to our house."

Great.

So the hunt began.

And T couldn't have cared less!

He was too lazy to bend over to get the eggs and when he did, he just wanted to dump them from his basket. When he would find one, we would exclaim, "wow! you found one! Do you want to put it in your basket?" T would say, "no, eat." And proceed to put the egg in his mouth. Then smash it in his fist.

So far, we've had a loverly spring day. Mama cooked, T and daddy had adventures. Cousins are coming over for an afternoon at the beach and then we eat.

Making Pillows

The king sized bed dilemma.

So many cute duvet covers don't come in a King Size.

We finally found one, but for some reason the shams were for queen pillows.


(those top "space filler" pillows sunk into the heavily spaced shams)

It made for a really awkward look when making the bed.

Last weekend I took the left over fabric from the kitchen banquette seating


and made some simple pillow cases!





I promise no more patterns in the bedroom. Solids only for now.

10 minute project, almost impossible to mess up.

Inspiration

We joined a Home Exchange website. The houses are some of the best decor inspiration I've ever seen. Would it be totally weird to pin some of it?

We already have a few exchanges set up in places we want to spend weekends!

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And...I got a new camera charger. It was only 39 dollars, plus the $65 ticket I got for running in and forgetting to pay the meter.

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I realized that doing projects is way more satisfying than cleaning the house and when I do my projects FIRST, I clean the house way faster. So, in order to be happy, I must work out and I must project, the rest just comes.