Monday, April 27, 2015

Monday Musings - 4.27.15


Thrift Score
I go to Goodwill pretty much every week. So, I think I'll start sharing a find for each on my mind Monday. :) Here's a gem I picked up recently for $15. The front wheels have been replaced with new ones, and the veneer is peeling. Thankfully, I've gotten over my fear of veneer! It's a shame because I like that stripy pattern in the wood! If I decide I care enough, I'll switch the front and back wheels to have the originals showing.


Mother's Day Gifts
It'll be here before you know it! Yes, it's likely that if I want any type of keepsake gift I'm going to have to make it myself. I know my mom would love something from her grand babies, so maybe whatever I do I'll double! I think this project is sooo cute! It's very simple and can be made to match any decor color and style!


Random Tidbit
All I had to eat today was a large salted caramel blizzard and some Doritos. Along with one cup of coffee and 1 glass of water. Yes, it's amazing I'm still alive.


I've been making them! I have two designs that say "Obsessed with my Nest" and a baby onesie that says "I hate my thighs"! I read about all the hoopla of the "fat shaming" baby onesie and wished I could have ordered her one before the company caved and stopped making them. Anyone else think that's dumb? They're babies! You're not "teaching them to hate their body too young." Get real, they're clueless about fat, or thighs, or rolls, or shame, or body image, or hate. It was a funny idea for a baby shirt. That's it. Anyhoo, now I can order one for Reagan and a nest shirt for myself! Here's the links:


Such a broad topic, I know. Yesterday, my husband found out one of his best friends passed away. He was only 45. He had a heart attack, without any previous heart issues. He was one of those people who everyone loved. He had an awesome over the top sense of humor, but he also really cared about people. He had a way of making you feel like you were the most important person in the room. He was the first father figure that my husband had after his dad passed away at 18. He had only just begun his life since retiring from the Navy after 26 years. I didn't know him well, but I can only imagine the extreme heartache everyone who really knew him must be feeling. Remember to appreciate the people in your life because we all live on borrowed time...