Thursday, October 7, 2010

Proof That I Am Not A Licensed Contractor

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E is for Ethics children's book here
Precious Moments here

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You know how sometimes you get an idea for a project that seems nice and easy but yet oh so needed? And you think that it will be a fairly quick one, taking just an afternoon or so?

Yeah... me, too. That's why you still haven't seen any pictures of the wee ones' new homework room. It was on my goal list for this past summer - something I figured would be pretty easy to do. I'd take out all the old toys they never play with and find new homes for them. The rest could go into the basement to be played with there. Add a couple of desks, some photographs of the wee ones, organization units, and a painted on whiteboard. Voila - gorgeous homeowrk room for the wee ones where they can focus on working without any distractions.

Ahhhh. The serenity of it puts me at peace just thinking of it.

Sorting through the toys? Well, that got done easily. All the toys that the wee ones don't regularly use went into a couple boxes. Then the wee ones saw the box and took out most of the toys. I put them back in. They took them out. We negotiated and the majority finally stayed in the box. Sooo the box moved to the dining room until I found a new home for the toys. They've since moved into the basement. #Fail

I also went through the bookshelf and removed the baby books and some of the books I own that I don't plan to read again. That created much more space in the bookshelves to organize the wee ones' books. Step one? Mostly done.

After much searching, I finally found desks and chairs for the wee ones, which I assembled myself (only having to take the second desk apart twice because I put pieces together upsidedown because I "didn't need to read the directions the second time around"). Step two? Check!

I also mounted the photos of the wee ones. Mister Man's mounted over his desk and Little Miss's over hers. I found filing organizers that are also now attached to the walls so paperwork doesn't pile up on the desks. Organizers to keep their writing utensils under control - done. Step three?* Yep!

*Note: I've since figured out that this wasn't really step three. It goes back to this whole project not being quite as expected. Oops.

The whiteboard was next. I had a grand vision of using most of one wall as a painted on whiteboard (because, seriously - have you ever priced out a large whiteboard? Ouch!). To keep the markers from going everywhere and getting on the non-whiteboard portion of the wall, I saw a border made from quarter rounds.

I found the paint and bought the necessary supplies. I looked at the quarter rounds and discovered that they have prefinished ones, meaning I wouldn't need to paint them, too. Bonus points: dry erase markers would wipe off the material they were made from. Of course, I still had to figure out the exact size of the area I wanted to paint before I could have the nice people at the store cut them for me.

I figured out the size of the area, and my dad offered to help me make the border. He bought the quarter rounds (it turns out not the one-half inch ones I was looking at but instead the three-quarter inch ones - which plays into this shortly) and decided to cut them himself since he has that kind of saw. He came by a few days later to put up the border.

The quarter rounds have one side that is flat (a right angle from the side against the wall) and one side that is rounded. My idea was to have the rounded part on the outside and the flat part on the inside of the border, figuring it would be easier to wipe clean from the inevitable marker wipes. My dad cut the quarter rounds so that the rounded side would be on the inside of the border. Not a big deal.

He also brought a nail gun to use to attach the quarter rounds to the wall. It turns out that his nail gun only holds one inch nails. Remember the quarter round is now three quarters of an inch instead of a half inch? Let's just say that one quarter inch of a nail into the wall isn't sufficient to hold the border well. We nailed. And nailed some more. We used a giant regular nail in the middle of the quarter round to hold it in place. Using a level, we made sure the whole thing was square (go us!). And we nailed some more. That half-inch quarter round is looking better and better right about now. We finally got it attached using many, many screws and nails. It now needs to be painted to make it look "normal" again. Step four? Phew, done.

I had been planning to paint the whiteboard the same day the border went up, but the border took about two hours longer than I'd anticipated, so I wouldn't be able to get all my coats on the wall before taking Mister Man to Tae Kwon Do. No big deal, I simply did it the next day.

Shockingly, the whiteboard painting went pretty well. I had a tarp down to protect the carpet, but I hardly needed it. Except for the spot where I stepped in some with the heel of my foot that went unnoticed until the next morning by which point it was impossible to remove. The pedicure I received today finally removed the majority of the paint. I even had enough leftover paint to paint a whiteboard on the side of my fridge cabinet (you know that icky non-wood sticker paper they put on the sides of cabinets that turns pink over the years if it's exposed to the sun? Yeah... mine's now a whiteboard).


I sanded the side of the fridge cabinet and painted. Since it was a darker color, it required more coats, so it was a thicker application than the whiteboard in the homework room, but it wasn't a big deal. I still had paint leftover, so I left it in the drip pan thingie but put it outside on the deck. Smart me knew that leaving it in the house or garage would mean someone would somehow get into it and/or spill it.

The next morning, I removed the tape from around the whiteboard paintings. In the homework room, it all came off nicely, except for a tiny piece on the top that I pushed under the quarter round since I couldn't pull it off (shhh, don't tell1). In the kitchen, there were some places where the paint stuck better to the painter's tape on the edges than it did to the sticker paper on the cabinet. Boo. It left a little bit of a ragged edge if you looked carefully at it, and I didn't like that. I decided to just use White Out or something similar to fill in the edges.

When I went onto the deck to throw away the remaining paint, I discovered it was still liquid. Hmmmm.... So I found a watercolor paintbrush of Little Miss's and very carefully washed it and proceeded to use that to fill in the missing edges on the kitchen cabinet. It worked beautifully. Two coats later of that, and I was done with the whiteboards. Step five? Finally complete.

I put the remaining paint on the deck again, hoping that it would dry out that day since it was warmer. I then promptly forgot about it. The next afternoon, I was opening the curtains to let the sunlight in and saw the drip pan. Upsidedown. On the deck. I ran outside and yes, the paint had not dried before it flipped over. It did manage to dry while on the deck. I could get some chunks up and off but not all of them. Fortunately, my bench scraper (I love my kitchen tools) managed to get off the majority of the paint. Majority, not all. Apparently we're staining our deck again in the spring, although I'm hoping lots of rain will help the supposedly water soluble paint dissolve.


It wasn't until later that I thought to look down below the deck. I sort of wish I hadn't. Does anyone know a good way to get dry erase paint off concrete? My poor patio.


Of course, that doesn't mean the homework room is quite complete. Now that it's mostly together, it really needs a coat of paint to make it look finished. I've gone to the store three times to pick up different paint samples to try out. None of them is quite the right shade of green. In fact, the one I have hanging in there now I'm going to have to take down because it turns a particularly hideous shade of brown in the late afternoon lighting.


And then there's a friend who suggested I do complementary colors painted around the picture frames that are hanging there - and I absolutely love that idea.

And since there's no overhead lighting in the room, I need to get some lighting installed before winter comes and the wee ones are trying to do their homework in the dark.

Plus, the baseboards have gotten sort of beaten up the past couple years. When I paint the quarter round border, I really should touch up those, too.

Yep, there was my nice one day project. It's been a month and a half, and right now I'm stuck until I can finally find that right shade of paint. I'm still trying to figure out what jinxed me with this one - I'm guessing it's where I mentioned the word "easy" in conjunction with it.

All that said, I'm sure I haven't learned my lesson yet. After all, I have this little weather worn picnic bench outside. It would be so easy and quick just to sand it down and refinish it. Right?

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Let Me Be A Little More Clear...

Current Giveaways:

E is for Ethics children's book here
Precious Moments here

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I went grocery shopping yesterday and was running late to a meeting by the time I walked in the door. I needed to change before leaving again. As I walked quickly through the kitchen, I asked my husband to bring in the groceries from the back seat of my car and deal with them as I needed to leave.

When I arrived home hours later, I discovered this.


The milk and turkey bacon were put in the fridge. I'll give him that, but both reusable bags and the Costco box still contained the majority of their groceries. Apparently I need to be more specific next time. I should know that after this many years of marriage, shouldn’t I?

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Tasty Tuesday!

Current Giveaways:

E is for Ethics children's book here
Precious Moments here

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When I had my Hexbugs party on Sunday, I needed to come up with some fun snacks. I brainstormed based on some of the ideas provided to me, but I wanted to do finger foods that I knew little picky eaters would enjoy. I made my grocery list on Saturday when I was at a special breakfast with Mister Man. As I sat facing the donut case – filled with all sorts of treats – inspiration struck.

I wanted to make something that was reminiscent of bugs, and I had almost forgotten about my little pumpkin donuts that I make. I haven’t made them in years, but they’re so easy and so yummy, I’m not sure why. My husband has already suggested that I make more and just start selling them – and that’s not a suggestion he typically makes after enjoying what I make.

Even better? After frying them, my friends who came over were surprised, as there was no greasy smell in my house. I’m not sure if that’s because I was sure to keep the oil from getting too hot or if it was because I was using new oil, but yay to no icky smells in my house from cooking.

Pumpkin Donuts

Ingredients:
3 T butter, room temperature
1 c sugar
1 egg
2 egg yolks
1/2 c plain yogurt
1 c pumpkin puree (NOT pumpkin pie filling!)
1 t vanilla
1/2 t baking soda
4 t baking powder
1 t salt
1 t Cinnamon
1/4 t ground cloves
1/2 t nutmeg
3 1/2 c flour
1 c sugar
4 t cinnamon (in addition to 1 t used above)

Directions:
Heat two inches of oil in a large pan (I love cast iron as it doesn’t vary the temperature as greatly). You want it between 365 and 375 degrees. In a separate small bowl, combine the 1 c sugar with 4 t cinnamon and mix well. This will be your dipping mixture once your donuts are cooked.

Cream the butter and sugar until lightened and the mixture comes back together. Add the eggs (and yolks), yogurt, vanilla, and pumpkin puree. Mix until well combined. Add the baking powder, baking soda, cinnamon (1 t only!), cloves, nutmeg, and flour. Mix until just combined. It will still be sticky.

On a well-floured surface, begin dollops of dough into 1/2 inch round snakes. Use a knife or bench scraper to cut off small bits of dough. Add the bits of dough to the oil a few at a time. Let them cook on one side for twenty to thirty seconds, then flip them over using a spider or a chopstick. Cook for another twenty to thirty seconds on the other side, then drain on a plate lined with paper towels.

Once the donuts have cooled a bit, roll them in the cinnamon sugar mixture until nicely coated. They taste best when freshly made and still warm. It’s possible that I ate these (and almost just about only these) for lunch and dinner on Sunday. This makes a ton of donuts, so make sure you have a crowd coming to enjoy them. I have also frozen them with decent luck – I heat them in the oven at 200 degrees briefly to rewarm them.


Yum. And for anyone on a diet, I apologize for posting this. They are truly that good. Enjoy this and more with Tempt My Tummy Tuesday and Blessed with Grace!

Monday, October 4, 2010

You Never Know When There's A Camera Around...

Current Giveaways:

E is for Ethics children's book here
Precious Moments here

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This weekend, we were at a high school football game, and one of the wee ones' favorite songs was played over the PA system at the end of the game. Now, a year ago, that song would have been something we found on Kids Place Live (which fortunately we still listen to regularly).

With our carpool including a second grader, the Disney Channel has made its way into our listening - with me doing some monitoring of the songs, of course. There are a few songs that they really love, and because they're more "grown up" songs, we hear them more than just on the radio in my car.

Mister Man has a particular favorite, and it's so cute to watch him sing it. I've been meaning to catch him on video for awhile now, and the song playing in the background provided a perfect reminder. I turned on my camera to capture them.

But you know what? My husband pointed out something even better as I was filming. Keep watching - trust me; it's worth it!



And then of course, I had to catch him singing, which was my original intention. Awww, isn't he cute? (Ok, I can't stop laughing at his facial expression as he sings.)



Can't. Stop. Laughing.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Boy, This Sounds Like Fun!

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E is for Ethics children's book here
Precious Moments here
9Lives Prize Pack here

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Apparently this is Crabby Week here on my blog. My apologies for that, but I received something in the mail on Thursday that I simply have to share with you. It almost needs no comment or explanation, but ... I can't help myself.

Background:
A good friend from college (whom I don't see nearly enough) is getting married next weekend. I am invited, and I've been told by her that she's disappointed that many of our friends aren't able to make it.

Received in the mail Thursday (note, wedding = next weekend):
Now, apparently I may be a bit prudish, after reflecting on this for almost two days, but I am rather glad that I am not able to make the shower. I've never been to a l!ngerie shower before, but for some reason, the idea just doesn't appeal to me.



If you'll note, however:

There is nowhere to RSVP. I can't even tell the person who is hosting it that I won't be there. Now, I know that RSVPing is somewhat passe in this day and age (I've got a post brewing on that one, too - speaking of being crabby), but you'd think that the host would want at least a bit of an idea of who is going to come.

I love the last line requesting that no men or boys come, but that girl children are welcome. Really, girl children are welcome? No offense, but the gifts and discussion during a l!ngerie are really not what I'd want to show my daughter as how you enter marriage, whether she were 5 or 15. And as an adult, I wouldn't really be comfortable with other girls there, either.

My favorite part has to be the insert card though. It provides the exact sizes, so we know what to bring, no matter what kind of l!ngerie we choose to purchase (because any other gift will be out of place at this shower - the only one we're invited to).

I love how the insert specifies not just the size and what type of item but also what colors by type of item, the fabrics to buy them in, and what brands to purchase.

Oh, and just in case - please remember that gift receipt so she can take back whatever she doesn't want.

The whole affair strikes me as crass, although it does crack me up a little. Maybe I'm just crabby this week. Or maybe I'm too much of a prude, but ... I'm really glad that instead of this shower - did I mention it arrived eight days before the actual shower? No? Let me make sure I point that out then - I will be at a football game cheering on my Wildcats.

What do you think? Am I overreacting to this, or is this the norm for showers and I've just been blessed not to have been invited this way prior to now?

Friday, October 1, 2010

I'm Not Quite Sure It Fits

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This morning, I went into Little Miss's room to open her shades to let the light in. She'd already gotten dressed, made her bed, and straightened her room (ummm I run a tight ship, what can I say?), so it was easy to spot anything out of place.

When I peeked at her nightstand, I started giggling.


Yep, that would be her toy Buzz. The plastic one. He's somewhere inside, drowning in the Buzz Lightyear costume from her Build-A-Bear. I really wish I could peek inside her head sometimes.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Yep, They're Teaching Your Kids, Too...

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When I was growing up, I looked up to my teachers. I felt they could do no wrong. Long after I realized that my parents were only human, I still adored my teachers. I lapped up what they served without question. It wawsn't until later that I realized they, too, were imperfect.

I wrote yesterday about how I have a thing with grammar and discovered a book where someone went through and did the editing after printing - yep, a library book. It cracked me up.

It doesn't crack me up so much when it's a teacher making the same mistakes. I hold teachers to a higher standard since they're the ones who are imparting the rules to impressionable children who may forever make mistakes if they don't know a subject backwards and forwards themselves.

And I do see it on a disappointingly regular basis. The wee ones' teachers send home weekly newsletters to the parents notifying us of what has transpired in the past week and what homework the kids should focus on in the coming week.

They aren't that complicated, nor are they terribly complex. That doesn't stop the teachers from making basic mistakes that cause me to cringe over what the wee ones are and will be learning from them.

Some recent examples:

Its the first Friday of the month... - Ummm, no, "It's the first Friday" actually. It is. It's. It's is a contraction of the two words it is. Its is a possessive pronoun meaning belonging to it. It does not own the first Friday, nor can it.

Between the three classrooms, we have... - Seriously? You can only be between two things. You have to be "among" three or more things. Or amongst if you lived in Europe and still tend to use some of their words.

Try to do this each day and make sure... - Run-on sentence alert. Those are two separate commands, each standing on its own as an individual sentence if needed. Please add a comma after "day" to show where the two sentences split.

Their is a field trip... - Really? Their, there, and they're sound the same, but they are definitely not the most complex of the homynyms. They're is a contraction. Their means belonging to them. The field trip belongs to them?

We hope your enjoying... - Another one? Your and you're are just like its and it's. Go back to the rule my third grade teacher taught: "When using a word like you're, it's, and the like, say it without the contraction 'it is Sunday' or 'you are a girl' to see if you should use the contraction or not."

Sometimes I think it's a shame that I don't have the patience for homeschooling. It's appalling to me that teachers who are focusing on grammar for young students don't know the rules themselves. I remind myself that I'm not perfect either, and instead I'll be going over the wee ones' homework daily to ensure that they learn to use grammar properly. It's probably not a bad refresher for me anyway!

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