Thursday, November 29, 2007
Workin' on the chairs... an instant kitchen makeover!
From this....
To this....
A major improvement. I used to love the blue and yellow plaid, in a sort of farm house/Swedish way. It worked when we first re-did the kitchen. But once little boys with messy hands and spilling cups arrived into our family, the clean cushion covers were a thing of the past.
I bought this oil cloth a year and a half ago in Mexico, in Oaxaca I believe. I purchased several different prints by the meter, knowing that I would be able to find projects in which to incorporate them easily. The problem is that I love them too much and was afraid to actually use them. But here is the blue one, with figs. I also hung up a little shadow box with a Day of the Dead band that matches the blue. Just love it. I love recovering cushions with a staple gun too, about 3 minutes a chair and I'm satisfied.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Gus the ingester!
A conversation heard in the back of the van today, "Gus, where is your ginko leaf?"
"I ate it. I put it in my mouth."
Carl replies, "But Gus, didn't you know that you're not supposed to eat leaves?"
"It was yummy. But it was grandma's leaf."
"Grandma's going to be sad. Are ginko leaves poisonous, Mom?"
I respond, " I don't know, but I bet they don't taste very good. You should only put food in your mouth. No leaves, no dog bones. Just food."
Carl chimes in, "Yeah, Gus, don't eat leaves and dog bones."
Interesting conversation.
Last night while I was putting Louise to bed, I heard the cupboard open that holds the dog food and bones. A little rustling, but nothing unusual. Ten minutes later I came downstairs to the kitchen to find Gus, Milk Bone evidence in hand, green crumbs surrounding his mouth.
"I ate Molly's bone, Mom."
"Wow, Gus, how did that taste?"
"Yucky. I was hungry."
"How many did you eat?"
"Two green ones."
"I ate it. I put it in my mouth."
Carl replies, "But Gus, didn't you know that you're not supposed to eat leaves?"
"It was yummy. But it was grandma's leaf."
"Grandma's going to be sad. Are ginko leaves poisonous, Mom?"
I respond, " I don't know, but I bet they don't taste very good. You should only put food in your mouth. No leaves, no dog bones. Just food."
Carl chimes in, "Yeah, Gus, don't eat leaves and dog bones."
Interesting conversation.
Last night while I was putting Louise to bed, I heard the cupboard open that holds the dog food and bones. A little rustling, but nothing unusual. Ten minutes later I came downstairs to the kitchen to find Gus, Milk Bone evidence in hand, green crumbs surrounding his mouth.
"I ate Molly's bone, Mom."
"Wow, Gus, how did that taste?"
"Yucky. I was hungry."
"How many did you eat?"
"Two green ones."
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