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A Little Paint…

…and some sore arms and shoulders…

We renovated our kitchen 5 years ago.  Once finished (though I still need to level some of the cabinet doors) we painted the room brown.  It picks up the colors in the Silestone “Mahogany” countertop and the glass accent tiles in the backspash.  The official paint color is Wine Barrel, which is fitting in this house, too.

There was one blank wall.  We thought about what to put on that wall.  Hang the cast iron skillets?  A collage?

Then I found the site

While poking around the site for a saying that would look good on the wall, and make sense for us, I found this one:

“Chocolate is an essential nutrient.”

I thought about ordering it.

Then M’Lord and I agreed that I could paint it myself.  We chose a font and a size and printed out a sample.  I used a long level to give myself guidelines.

Then I painted the saying on the wall.  The rather chocolate colored wall.

My arms and shoulders and neck were rather sore from the reaching and craning, but it came out well.

It is a hit whenever someone new comes over and sees it for the first time.

While commenting on InsideNanaBreadsHead’s blog I mentioned it.

So I thought I would blog about it.

I’m still trying to decide on something to paint over the window over the sink or over the chalkboard on the wall by the fridge.

There is more on that wall now, but that is for another blog post.


Reuse of a favorite sweater

I responded to a post on  about her reusing an old/barely worn undershirt by turning it into a cute dress for her granddaughter, with how I had turned two damaged wool sweaters into throw pillows.  She was curious about them, so here the are.

The cream colored pillow began as a tunic length Aran knit style sweater that I bought in Blarney, Ireland, while there on a bus tour with my Mom.  It developed a hole in the lower front, and was then washed in warm water by accident.  I salvaged the tag from the inside and added it to the back for memory of the trip to Blarney.

The patterned pillow began as a Woolrich cardigan with the yoke pattern around the collar.  There was a stain on one of the sleeves that I could not get out.

I wanted to save them somehow, so they became pillows.  This gave my hands and my machine a workout as they were not thin wool sweaters.  There was wool fuzz everywhere, I broke a couple of needles and ended up hand stitching the patterned one by hand.

Both sweaters were washed at least twice in hot water to felt them.  The cream sweater was easier to work with as it was tunic length and a little thinner, and was not a cardigan.  After determining the size of the squares, cutting them out, and stitching them around three sides, I filled it with a pillow form and hand stitched it closed.

The patterned sweater was shorter, needed to be stitched closed in the front, and was thicker, so most of the sewing on this one was hand work.  Because of the length I worked off of the bottom of the sweater in order to not have the collar remain exposed.  So this one still looks like a sweater while the other one looks like it started out as a pillow.

They look great in my family room, which has red paint on the lower walls and cream paint on the upper walls.  I miss wearing the sweaters, but I love that I was able to salvage them into pillows.

A Blast From The Past

My niece is a girly girl.  A girly girl with my curly brown hair, which slightly confounds my sister as she has bone straight dark blond hair.  My niece loves pink, purple, princesses, ballerinas, all of it.  She loves to sit in my Mom’s walk in closet and look at Mom’s jewelry and wear pretty bows and flowers in her hair.  So when my Mom suggested that I make some ribbon barrettes for her, I went for it.  My sister and I made these in various combinations of colors, like our school colors, Christmas colors, etc, when we were in grammar school.  At the time we’d buy just the amount of each color that we would need.  The ribbon is 50 cents for a 10 yard roll at Michaels, so I picked up a bunch of colors and two packs of barrettes.  After making two pairs for the girly girl with my curly brown hair, I’ve made pairs for some other little girls in our lives.

My sister and I didn’t really share clothing or shoes as she is taller and has a longer foot.  But we could share the barrettes.  Now, we did fight over who got to wear which pair on which day, but it was something that we could share.

Makes me want a Frustration Pencil, now, too.