I feel so out of practice with blogging. It’s amazing what a couple weeks off will do. I feel like I don’t know how to write anymore, than I can barely put a sentence together. And as it happened, I also ended up with all these random pictures that don’t really mean much, but I feel like I need to share them. Isn’t that the funny thing about blogging? We feel the need to share the most random mundane parts of our lives? Maybe it’s just me. But without further ado, 3 random photos about what’s been going on with me.
At this same estate sale I keep mentioning over and over, I got this bag of old beaded costume jewelry, with lots of earrings. Some of them were in pairs, and some of them weren’t. So I blinged out the top of a lamp in my sewing room that was very white and boring. Now it’s iced.
This, I got at an estate sale a long time ago. Not the one I keep mentioning. There’s a mirror that came with it that goes in that big hole. I plan on painting and antiqueing it to be shabby chic fab. But folks, let me tell you how nasty this was. So when I got it, I think for about $5, it had the mirror in place, and this really thick cardboard back that covered the entire back and was screwed into place. The cardboard had a little water damage on it, so I figured I’d replace it after I painted it. Plus, it would be easier to paint without the glass. Y’all! When I took off the cardboard back, literally every crevice of the inside back of this thing was crammed pack with dead wasps!!! (or some sort of equally vile thing), and the rest of it was covered in what I can only imagine to be wasp poop! It was disgusting!! AND, not knowing what I was going to find, where did I decide to take the back off in?? MY KITCHEN FLOOR!!! I started screaming, and my husband runs in thinking I’m being murdered, and I just keep screaming and pointing to this bug graveyard in the middle of my kitchen. I’m finally able to say “GET IT OUT! GET IT OUT!!” So as he’s carrying out of the house, little dead things are falling out all over my floor!! It was awful. I wanted to move right then and there. Pack it up and find a new place. I still cringe when I think about it. So I had my husband take it out to the car wash and hose it down with the power sprayer and dish soap. Twice. You could probably eat off of it now it’s so clean. Although the thought makes me dry heave a little bit. I am NOT a bug person. At all. Period. Moving on.
I’ve been saying for a couple of years that I want to start a rubber ducky collection, and then someday have a bathroom done in all rubber duckys. However, I’ve had a total of zero rubber duckies in my life. So last week sweet hubby comes home with my first 2 ducks. See? I told you these were random.