Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Chair Deja Vu

   Not all that long ago, I posted about my freshly painted, kitchen chairs. I mentioned "Giving a moose a muffin," and that I had already started another project. It's like cleaning one spot on your wall; once you get started you see all the other spots that could also be cleaned. All that to say, after finishing the kitchen chairs I started in on the entryway chairs. 
   Luke's parents found these for us at a second hand store a couple years ago. They work great as a bench in the entryway and frequently get pulled into the kitchen when we have lots of company. 
  Useful as they are, I have never found them to be particularly beautiful. However, it never occurred to me that I could do anything to change that until a friend of mine was telling me about how she had recovered something and it really wasn't that hard.

Step 1: Remove the seats(Though technically the first step was to spend some time in the craft store debating with myself over which fabric I should pick).
Step 2: Sanding. These chairs were a breeze to sand in comparison to the kitchen chairs. They weren't all paint splattered and have flat surfaces, rather than curved, so I could use the power sander.

Step 3: Recover the seats. Luke stapled the new fabric onto the seats for me.(Look at those lovely kitchen chairs)

Step 4. gluing them because they were a bit wiggly.
Step 5. Was paint, then realize that they had some bubbly drips and therefore sanding again and repainting. Ugh!
Step 6. Reassemble and marvel at how fresh and beautiful they look. 

Look at all that lovely BLUE!


Happy Wednesday.

"Working on new projects gives you the opportunity to learn and absorb new things." ~Michelle Ryan

Sunday, August 6, 2017

6 Years and Forever

    My Love and I celebrated our 6 year anniversary this weekend. 6 years, the better part of a decade and some of the very best years of my life. I am so very blessed to call this guy my better half. He helps me to grow and be the best I can be. He does an awesome job taking care of his family and I have so loved watching him be a daddy and love his baby. I am so very glad that our stories intersected and that now and forever our stories go together. He's the best.
      Every summer since we got married, we have attended the Itasca Family Music Festival. The festival conveniently falls right around our anniversary every year and so we celebrate with bluegrass music, food, and friends. I love it.  

Our little music lover clearly excited about his first festival. 

May your week be extraordinary!

"A good marriage isn't something you find; it's something you make, and you have to keep on making it." ~Gary Thomas

Thursday, August 3, 2017

5 Months

     Mr. Buirlen Elder Williams is 5 months old. 5 Months! That is kind of crazy to think about. It is so fun being this boy's mama. He has been busy this past month learning how to roll and scoot, tasting new things and growing like a weed. I measured him the other day, and he is 26 1/4(ish) inches and 18.2 lb. Meaning he grew about an inch and 2 pounds in this past month. Still nothing as far as teeth go, but he sure does love to chew...Who needs a puppy?! He likes being outside and music is the best thing ever. When he is crying and tired we put on the tunes and he calms down, sometimes almost instantly. He's all around adorable and we are blessed to be his.

Neckties are interesting.

He likes to sleep with his blanket up by his face. He didn't have it this morning, so he improvised. Silly boy.

Happy Today!

"The very first moment I beheld him, my heart was irrevocably gone." ~Jane Austen 

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Christmas in July

      Last week my Mama and a couple of my sisters came up for a visit. We had a nice time and on Friday we all loaded up and headed south to Jackson, Minnesota for Christmas in July with the Shearers.
     My extended family has always gotten together for Christmas but as the years have gone by it was decided that gathering in the summer was a much easier way of doing it. And so, we celebrate Christmas in July. Over the course of the weekend, I got to see all of my siblings (though not all at once), parents, some of my cousins, aunts, and uncles, and both sets of my grandparents.
   Buirlen was well loved on and took all the traveling and change in routine like a boss!

4 Generations. 
Grandpa Charlie and Grandma Francie Shearer
My dad, Rohn Shearer
and Buirlen


My mama and my baby

My youngest brother Mick and his wife Payge

Grandma Shearer(Baby Grandma) and Buirlen chatting.

 My sister Lydia, home from Alaska

My brother Jesse and Buirlen

So special to share your baby with your grandma.

My brother Jordan, home from Nebraska.


Brothers turned uncles.
(*Photo credits to Jesse Shearer)

Happy Wednesday!

"Because of your smile, you make life more beautiful." ~Thich Nhat Hanh

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Chairs and Lessons

    The name of the game this summer has been painting. For the past several summers I have dreamed about taking my mismatched and grungy kitchen chairs and giving them a spruce up. I finally decided to get to it this summer and I am so glad I did. Nothing like fresh paint to transform something. I've planned all along that my kitchen was going to be yellow and blue. The walls have been yellow for almost 3 years and the blue is finally coming into play with these chairs.

Some of the chairs had been painted before and someone had tried stripping them but stopped mid project. Others were splattered with paint from other paint projects. 

My Grandpa found the tiny chair for us last fall when we were expecting Buirlen. I'm pretty sure it is an antique and was definitely in need of some TLC.

The most beautiful shade of periwinkle blue.

Various stages of the project.

     I love how the blue looks against the yellow. I also love that this project took my mismatched assortment of chairs and made them look like they were meant to be together. 

I know several little kids who are going to think this tiny chair is pretty nifty. And I know Buirlen will love it as he gets bigger. 

And as these sorts of projects go, "If you give a moose a muffin..." I've already started in on another refinishing project. 

    On another note, something I've been thinking about lately is security. Let me back up, my sweet boy takes frequent naps. I will lay him down in his crib and go about the things I am trying to get done. I've learned that some things such as vacuuming, sanding chairs right outside the bedroom window, or accidentally dropping a kettle on the kitchen floor, really should wait until he is awake. Because the sudden, loud, noise inevitably startles him awake.
     But I've started noticing something, if I am holding him when the noise occurs, he is able to stay asleep. Last weekend, while Luke was putting in the door he was using a drill while Buirlen was napping, but I happened to be holding him. Buirlen kind of woke up but then snuggled right back down and continued his nap. Noises aren't startling or scary when he's being held. He knows he is safe and can continue his nap in peace. 
    As I thought about this, it occurred to me how this is true in our lives as well. Our Heavenly Father, The One who created the sweet baby's need to be loved, desires to hold us. When we lean back and rest in Him, the things of life are just not so scary. Loud noises of life may come and you may notice them, but you also notice that your Daddy's got you so why bother fussing about it, because you know you are safe. 
    So, my hope for you today is that you rest in the arms of the creator of life. Let Him deal with the noises that scare you, He is totally capable. 

"In peace I will lie down and sleep, for You alone, LORD, make me dwell in safety." ~Psalm 4:8