School is out, the day is rainy...what better reason is there to make pink playdough? It's so easy even I couldn't mess it up.
And I've continued to try and have fresh flowers regularly, which I started while doing the Apartment Therapy home cure. I'll admit, some stems were cut up and shoved into the above pink playdough before I was able to intervene but most were rescued.
Yesterday, we made pink cupcakes for Father's Day. We also made some manlier banana toffee cupcakes since it was Father's Day, after all.
And finally, the pink playdough looks so innocent and pretty on its own but reality is that Junior rapidly climbed onto the dining room table and stomped in it in the 2 minutes it took me to wash the dishes. Band-aid courtesy of his sister, a fort-making injury sustained while emptying the entire linen closet at 7:10 this morning while I was still on my first cup of coffee. : )
I finally succeeded in designing a little capelet. My little girl graduates from Kindergarten tomorrow and this is a present I made for her. She was so happy when she woke up and found it, it almost makes me feel like I'm having a good week. Of course, then I made the mistake of calling the school superintendent to tell him Juniorette really, really should be able to go to public school here (not 25 minutes away) since we pay taxes (she's on a freaking waiting list) and her current school is closing. All I heard was overcrowdingproblembudgetcutsblahblahblah. " But you haven't seen her in her purple capelet!" I implored, to what, I'm sorry to say, was a most unimpressed secretary.
Dear God/Universe/Whomever you are:
It's me, Pink. I've had a terrible week. I'm going to be specific in what might help me. How about a 2 ply cashmere sweater (a nice one, not an Old Navy one that rips under the armpit after two wearings) in a color to match the new issue of UK Country Living. Nothing in nasty burgundy or beige, please. Preferably found at a thrift store for under 5 bucks (I know it might be asking too much but I'll put it out there.) Thanks, Pink
Drive to the Woonsocket, RI Salvation Army (Mapquest it) and look among all the Wal-Mart castoff sweaters and you shall find what you are after. It will be brand new and $4.99. I think it matches the new Country Living issue just how you would want it to and it's not from Old Navy, although you have to admit that they do have some cute clothes on occasion. Peace out, God
I can't help it - there is something about a happy yellow bowl that is just...perfection. It can't irritate you (like a toaster whose toast gets stuck), it doesn't make you sad (like the color of catfood does to me - who invented that color, anyway?!) and it just makes me want to make batch after batch of cupcakes.
When I'm writing entries into my Etsy Store sometimes I want to say, "Please, just don't buy this because then I can keep it." Such is the case with this scarf.
And this tray. I really love this tray! I am just about ready to hang it on the wall in my bedroom.
Ditto with these blocks - aren't the graphics wonderful? Then I got a warning from a friend that they could contain lead paint, so I'm selling them as a decoration rather than a children's toy. Junior tried them out tonight (no, not eating them, dumping them into the suitcase below which I also bought.) He usually confines his eating to baby lotion, Elmer's glue and Butt Paste, which today he brushed all over his leg with his new toothbrush. I think he finds the consumption of lead a bit pedestrian.
I totally expected a bus to stop for me when I was taking this picture.
Hi honey, I doubt you will see this while at work but I've found the perfect kitchen for when we buy a house. Really, it's everything we're looking for: Sturdy, fun, Junior resistant and lots of storage. Where did I put it? Well, it sort of fits in the apartment's dining room, you know between on the dining room table and the big bookshelf. Wow, isn't the universe sending great things our way?! Via Retro renovation.
I only put things in my Etsy store that I want in Casapinka, which makes selling them difficult, an exercise in self discipline. Yesterday was a very fun day at the flea, the only eye rolling I can't believe you did that moment that Husband received was when he bought a Destiny's Child doll for Juniorette, complete with blue sequined boob tube and hot pants. With all the fab clothes Beyoncé wears, couldn't they have put her doll in this and given her a few curves?! What is it with skinny dolls dressed like strippers?! Now, in my day...
It's impossible for me not to anthropomophize this sweet chair (she's clearly a girl.) All she needed was a bit of love and attention and now look at her! I think this Sis Boom fabric is everything good in the world: Fuchsia flowers, turquoise and aqua stripes, birds...all against the imperfect chipped up white of my $4.99 adopted chair. I know she wants to thank me.