The Demise of the Healthy Blogger

Not the actual blogger.  Or said blogger's health.  Just the blog about it.

Maybe I could have titled this post The Healthy Blogger Bites the Dust.  (Biting dust is probably low-cal and maybe even an appetite supressant.  I doubt that it's healthy though--might have some trace minerals but I'm guessing no vitamins.)

Pardon me while I have a silly attack.

I just deleted my other blog since I hadn't posted to it since November and I have this moderate sense of relief--enough for some silly. (That would be my voice performing a sad version of opera.)

FYI, I didn't delete it because I've given up.  I'm still working more health into daily life with a little help from No More Holidays (thank heavens) for a while and a giant boost from The Big Guy who can tweak my exercises so they're more effective and also who bullied me into keeping a Food Journal for a week. 

Thank you for your attention.  We now return you to our regular health-free programming.

Sneak Peeks

I have lots of projects in the process of Becoming.

Clockwise from the upper left: 

• Kharma (do dogs qualify as projects?);
• R-Y-E  (Would it help if I told you I also have another M and an E still to be painted?) and a wooden candlestick awaiting more paint; 
• new hammock fabric; 
• future valance in laundry room; 
• and newly painted robin's eggs (previously tan speckled).

Not shown:  a How-To post on How I Paint My Signs (it turns out I have some good tips) as well as one on Editing in Picasa.

The best part is when several projects get finished almost simultaneously and you feel like You've Really Accomplished Something!

Progressively,

My Guideposts - Week56

Stay close to any sounds that make you glad you are alive.

~Hafiz

Inspired by birdsong in the snow,

Throwing Caution To The Winds

I finally brought myself into the new millenium and signed up for Facebook. Reluctantly and with reservations, but I did it.

Big scaredy cat risk taker, I know! 

 Now I have to figure out how to actually use Facebook.  I'd rather be buying more velvet and working on new curtains (two separate projects) than struggling with a new technology that doesn't look particularly user-friendly at first go.  Actually I'd vacuum, dust and mop the floors by hand than begin the navigation process.  Go ahead, tell me that it's easy and I'll love it.  I could use the reassurance.

Thinking positively,

Dream On

The guest bath in the cottage isn't our highest priority; heck, it's not even on the to-do list! Maybe that's why it was so easy to assemble an inspiration board for it. (When there's no budgetary constraints, the sky's the limit!)  Do you do the same thing?  Daydream about a project that won't come into being for another decade?

Perhaps the vinyl and underlayment that's peeling up and buckling due to an over-exuberant boy shower a few years back has subconsciously influenced my brain.  Whatever the reason, I'm currently inundated with visions of clawfoot tubs, hexagonal tiles, a marble countertop and porcelain accessories.  Also beadboard and a skylight (as long as I'm daydreaming I might as well go for broke and invent the bath of my dreams).

I call it "Country Vintage Charm."  I originally thought it could be "Classic Vintage Elegance" until I laughed so hard at myself I almost got a mouthful of Sleepytime tea all over the keyboard.

This bath will be the place where dogs fresh from a muddy pasture will be bathed and blow-dried, paintbrushes and glue guns will reside occasionally and brightly-colored rugs and shower curtains will flourish.

I seriously doubt that anyone will use elegance to describe anything I dream up EVER! And that's okay--I may be a dreamer but I'm also a country girl at heart who loves gingham, cheery colors and critters with dirty paws.

Blissfully,

Linking up with Show and Tell at My Romantic Home.

I Love To Surf

California girl, and all that.

Truthfully,  I'm more at home in the mountains (no matter how snow-covered) than on the beach (no matter how warm and sunny), but I do love to surf--web-surf that is. You can find the most inspiring, dream-inducing sites.


Like these Tiny Texas Houses.   This company believes small is beautiful!  These beauties are crafted with recycled wood, reused metal, upcycled cast-iron sinks and (clawfoot!) tubs and customized beautifully.  Want to live off the grid?  Have a/c?  Go solar?  Love to cook on an induction stove?  This customer-pleasing company can do.

These homes appeal to my inner ranch-girl, my bent for all things vintage, and the part of me that wants to save the earth.

Oh yeah, and the fact that housework in one of these little gems would be soooo easy and quick doesn't hurt either. They range from 10 by 10 up to a whopping 12 by 28.

It would be like playing in a stinking-cute dollhouse! They almost make me want to move to Texas just to live in one.

Almost.

Riffing on the tiny theme--I love teardrop trailers. Huell Howser's California Gold had a program on them a few years back.  They were popular in the 40's and 50's.  They're polar opposites to RVs.  I drool everytime we pass one sales lot in Auburn next to I-80.

Teardrops have a bitty camp-style kitchen in back.  This one comes complete with a spice rack and built-in "fridge" and plenty of pizazz.

It's the best of both world's--I could have fun cooking in the wilderness and my sweetie could still sleep in his own bed.  Our interior wouldn't be this bland calm though.

The possibilities of customizing the exteriors makes me hyperventilate just a bit.  A woody on the outside with a retro fifties interior (think beach party meets FiestaWare).

Is this cowgirl trailer for sale? I just happen to have the perfect cowgirl pillowcase for it.

A cowgirl teardrop with some gingham curtains and cowhide accents would look cute. And my sweetie would look so much better standing outside than this bearded dude.  No offense meant, bearded dude.

It's so fun to dream!

I dream practical too.  I'm surfing for a new kitchen faucet:  long, tall, polished chrome.

If someone could wave a magic wand, I have a bathroom in need of a makeover.  I'd be happy to surf for black and white hexagonal tiles, a clawfoot tub,  and chrome and porcelain fixtures--luxuriously vintage elegance-- if someone would like to finance me!

I'd settle for a kitchen faucet that doesn't get me wet every time I turn it on though!

Back to real life: rising bread dough, dinner dishes that need loading into the dishwasher, checking out the weather report while pumping a bit of iron and remembering to set the alarm for tomorrow morning.

Dreamily,

My Guideposts - Week55

It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves, but it is not possible to find it elsewhere.

 ~Agnes Repellier

 

Evaluating,