This piece of furniture is probably 30+ years old. It was my great uncle’s. And it’s meant to hold silverware! That’s it. Just silverware. For all of us who have 20lbs of silver cutlery lying around, it’s perfect. Not a useless piece of furniture at all. I’ve never seen anything like it.
Naturally, I had to paint it. It was a kind of reddish wood colour that matched absolutely nothing in my house before. My plan was to go with an all-over medium grey paint colour in a shiny finish. When I went to Home Depot to pick up some grey paint, this was the colour they gave me. Not so much grey so I’m kind of perplexed. But I’m still into it. It actually looks like an antique white so it really suits the piece.
And, since I love ‘before and after’ photos (when I actually remember to take a before photo), here they are:
Little N plays by herself for about 3 minutes a day. If I’m lucky. And that’s with a lot of encouragement. She likes me to be around so she can tell me that her purple skirt matches her purple ball, or tell me how there’s a speck of dirt on the ground and she’s not sure if she should eat it or put it in the garbage (I’m not sure why she insists on asking me because if I say no, don’t eat it, she will quickly put it in her mouth before I can snatch it away from her).
Which is completely fine. Most days.
I may be a little obsessed with documenting my kid’s footprints and handprints. There is just something so interesting about looking back at how tiny their little hands and feet were. I’m sure in 20 years I’ll wonder why the heck I wanted so many hand prints.
But for now, here is why I document my kid’s hand and foot prints:
Ever since I potted these herbs in my DIY pots, I have definitely been using a lot of them in my cooking. Before, I would normally use a lot of dried herbs because I either forgot to get the fresh stuff at the store or I felt it was too expensive for one meal (and then I would tend to forget about them and it would be wilted in the fridge by the time I remembered to use it).
In other words, I’m absolutely loving having these fresh herbs around.
I finally created a lil’ stand that would keep them all together! It was pretty simple to make and required just a few supplies:
Painting furniture is like therapy for me. Most people would say that about a hobby like gardening. But I enjoy turning a piece of furniture, old or new, into something unique. It is something I can work on as a project of my very own. That doesn’t involve work, or my husband, or my kids. Just me.
This sewing box is probably over 30 years old (and I completely forgot to get a ‘before’ picture – major oops!). It was my Grandma’s originally, and she passed it on to my mom, who then passed it on to me when I started up sewing. It actually has “Poland” stamped on the bottom which I thought was pretty neat.
I always felt it was kind of ugly. So, when the legs finally broke off a couple months ago my first thought was to throw it in the dump. Good thing I listened to my second, more brilliant, thought, which was to paint it! (My motto: when in doubt, just paint it)
I found this adorable little table at a garage sale for $20! I envision it in baby “M’s” room, my 3 month old.
There is something about setting up her room ‘just so’ to emulate that beautiful baby/toddler room (think Pinterest) before it either (1) gets destroyed by little hands, or (2) gets destroyed by child wanting it to reflect her decisions and not yours. So, I will relish in the chance I still have to pretty up her room the way I want to.
The table needed some TLC so I gave it a coat of white paint and spray painted the hardware black. It’s imperfect in a lot of ways but that adds to the character.