Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Knock Knock, Who's there?

I really wanted something bright and Spring-y for my front door.  The leaves on trees had not yet begun to sprout and one more week of grey here in Minnesota was tough to take. Off to my local Goodwill I went.  I wanted some rubber boots, but not adult sized. (I’m smacking myself for a darling pair of my daughter’s that I put in a giveaway bag a few years ago… smack!)  I spotted this green pair and headed home.  I painted the polka dots on myself.  Craft paint, a paint brush. Easy.


I’m usually not a fan of faux flowers. I’ve already lived through that craze in the 1990’s. However, I caved for this mini project. Never say never. I picked up some metal tags and Michael’s and painted them black.  Then, painted on ‘hello.’  I strung up the tags w/ twine then simply tied them around one shoe. It’s not glued on or anything and can change it up if I want to.  I also put to holes in each boot to hold the twine that hangs them.
A super easy stress free and literally a one hour project.
Now Shut the Front Door! 
 Or, leave it open. It’s Spring, we need the fresh air!
xo jeanne.


Monday, January 18, 2016

The Little Stove is now a PlayBake Oven.

Would you like a cookie? A muffin?

Do you think you can help me find a little chef who would love this cutie?
Many delicious items can be on the menu. Imagination is the key.

I swear I smell a cherry pie baking right now, don't you?
A nice warm slice coming right up!

Remember this little gem? 
The free little stove that was out in the rain at the end of a driveway.
Well, that wouldn't do at all.  
Away with me she came, hopping right into the back of my little black Bug.
It took me a bit longer than I'd hoped to finish it up, but finish I did, finally.

I kept it's original handle, knobs, hardware and inside 'rack'.
I added the 'window' and 'PlayBake' logo. 
Also, I added the moulding around the bottom,
painted the inside black then speckled it with white paint to make it look like an old enamel stove.
Pretend you can see a cobbler baking right inside.
Can you hear the timer clicking away?

Here she is when I first brought her home:

Her original family had her knobs and offered to build and attach them to a new back.
(Thank you, you know who you are!)

The little stove come a long way and I hope you approve.

As you can see by the picture, that was last summer.

Now it is winter and very cold.
The high this weekend was -9 with windchills in the -20's.
It was a chance to get projects done, stay in yoga pants and drink hot cocoa.
I did all three diligently.
xo jeanne.

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Red Wagon scored at the curb.

I happened upon this red wagon, free – curbside.
Really? Was this cute red wagon (with all the sides!) really free to take?
It had all the tell-tale signs of needing to come home with me. 
Spiderwebs. Dust. Chips. Rust.
I passed it once, then came back ‘round.  Still there.
To be sure, I went to the front door to ring the bell and ask.
All while noticing the planters leading up to the house as I walked up.  A good sign.
A dear lady answered the door. Yes, it was free.
She had used it in her garden, was downsizing and went on to share her life story.
She was a sweetie and my daughter and I didn’t mind lending an ear.

Once loaded and then home, I gave it a good sweeping and de-cobwebbing and stored in it in the garage for a week.  Then dusted it again and set off to buy Mums. 
On a quest for kale, I looked at a few stores before I found it.  Hard to find this year!
I finally did find and huge.  $5.99 each at a local nicer grocery store.
I’ve had the old enamelware chamber pot for a while, 
just waiting for kale and a pair of gloves.
I went the opposite of DIY and bought the burlap banner at Target for $3.  

It's pretty fun seeing this greet me each day, coffee in my hand.

My mind is percolating with ideas for Christmas…..

xo jeanne.

Monday, September 7, 2015

Why Fall when you can Stand Up?!

Oh my goodness. What a summer it was. 
Busy, hot and sticky here in Minnesota. 
Iced coffee has become a good friend.

There have been great garage sale and antique show finds.
I've kept them under wraps, but they're coming out of hiding.

I don't garage sale nearly as much as I used to. 
When I do head out, the finds have been fabulous.

I've been busy working, volunteering and making adventures with my kids. 
Finally inspired, I dusted off my weary heart and got creative this weekend.
Amen to a three day holiday!

I made this in my living room.
I find that I can't remind myself to be happy nearly enough.
And seriously, this little scene is pretty damn happy.
That's the goal. 

The aqua boots.  Goodwill, just thank you. I am not worthy.

Garage sale: The darling doll dress: $2.50. The chalkboard: $2.
The clock: $5 at an antique show this summer.

Metal letters: 60% off at Michael's. (love that app!)

You can always find your Happy
You can do it. Hopefully on sale. Even better.

The little doll clothes coat.
wool. little blue buttons. lined. 
I spotted it in a box of OLD doll clothes at a garage sale. 
It was at the end of the day. How does something so darling last all day?
It really was two dollars and fifty cents.
Love at first sight.

For a twist on autumn, I say to all my girlfriends out there:
Stay strong, no matter what your battle.

Why Fall when you can Stand Up?!
Try your best.
Read to the end of the book.
Your story is good.

xo jeanne.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Stove in the rough. Happy in the heart.

Sometimes when least expected, the best things happen. 

We'd plan to go garage sale-ing.  But my daughter and I woke up to rain, so we were bums and slept in.  I know better.  From experience, the best deals are found on rainy mornings when not many salers are out.  But on this day our Saturday morning pillows won the fight. Eventually we roused ourselves, rallied and headed out. 

The first two sales were a bust.  Those sales where I want to send mental telepathy to the homeowner; "Save yourselves and throw all this crap away."  Monica and I swiftly moved back down the driveways and back to the car doing our best nonchalant walking away moves.

We tried one more because it was closely and we liked the long driveway. (We're driveway choosey.)  Since it had rained, tables were damp and not everything had been covered.  I spotted a pink chenille bedspread.  $15, too much.  Oh so close, but it was damp around the edges.  The seller came up to us, handed us a paper grocery bag and said; 

"We're having a sale. Everything you can fit in the bag is $1, except for the collectable table." 

Hmmm, I think I'll take a second look around.

What item fit nicely all folded up tight in that grocery sack?  The chenille bedspread of course.  I added a few cool old jars, a fabulous ancient book titled 'The Impatient Virgin' that could not possibly leave behind, and a fab old Simplicity magazine from the late 50's / early 60's that is packed with vintage ads and artwork.  I thought for sure the seller would question the bedspread, but nope, she didn't. I handed over my $1 bill. 

Now energized, undaunted by sprinkles and only down by a dollar, we were off to the next sale.  We journeyed a few blocks and looked for garage sale signs. What we found was a darling neighborhood we hadn't known existed. Homes with giant shady trees, deep greenery and darling gardens. Not perfectly manicured, not new homes or even big. Just nice, well loved kept just right with families, retirees and homey coziness.  How had we not known of this darling neighborhood not that far from our own? 

We spotted a sign in front of a house so we decided to give it a try.  It was a charming house with a fantastic pathway with an arbor covered with a climbing hydrangea.  Heaven at first sight.  I ventured into the garage.  I spied a double sided child sized standing chalkboard, complete with trays and chalk.  $10.  I whipped out the $5 I had in my pocket and handed it to the owner (who was quick, clever and hilarious.) Monica knew to just take my keys, go to the car and get my purse so I could retrieve more cash. Gotta love her, she knows when I'm a goner.  I already had visions of it with a fab design behind my porch garden or at my son's graduation party.  Let the drawing begin!  

The homeowners were both darling people. The chalkboard had been their daughter's. She'd learn to draw and write on it over 30 years before.  The man offered to carry the chalkboard to my car.  By the end of driveway was another cute arrow chalkboard sign. I asked him about it and he said; "Oh that?  We use that for the pond tour. I'll take you back there and show it to you."  Pond tour too?! I'm in!  Plus, by the curb was an old handmade wooden child sized stove.  (No doubt once used by the now grown up daughter.)
It was free. Clearly, the nice man loaded that into the truck of my car.

 *silly happy grin*

Now on to that pond tour.  Monica and I ventured down that arbor hydrangea'd path we'd seen earlier.  YAY!  Fabulously overgrown, lush and loved. The nice merchandise-carrying-giving-me-free-child-play-stove man handed me off to his wife who was already sitting by said pond.  She was equally as delightful. Instantly darling and fabulous. The pond was big, filled with large beautiful koi, moss and beautiful perennials.  The koi had been alive for 5 years, even through winters and they've not lost one.  There was even a live frog sitting cozy in the rock fountain.  Dreamy. 

The man came back with the original knobs to the little stove.  He told me that if I'd email him the measurements, he'd make a new backsplash and and attach the knobs.  Why yes, yes I can do that. Thank you so much.

It was like garage sale nice people dreamland.  Monica was equally touched my these wonderful folks and this darling neighborhood which is just a hop, skip and a jump away.

Just wait till this little stove comes alive, finding new life at the end of my paintbrush!

Happy Summer Everyone.
xo jeanne.

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