Monday, January 14, 2013

More Shallow Gal


Shallow Gal is back!
I wanted to showcase one of my Christmas presents this year (and my multiple personalities as of late). :) 

A new kitchen faucet and to the left of that, a new instant hot water fixture!

I know, I know... it's a "first world problem" and I am ashamed to admit just how happy it makes me to turn the dial ever so slightly and fill my cappuccino cup with boiling hot water in an instant. 
No more fussing with the tea kettle, no more wasting time waiting for water to boil. 
BAM!
Instant heat!
One more self- indulgent- instant- gratification- gadget that I now can't live without. One more guilt- inducing device that I confess makes my already easy life just that much easier. 

Here's the before picture of my "Oh, I have to live with this even though it's ugly? faucet".

 Here's the after picture of the "How can this make me so happy when there are so many unmet needs in this world? faucet".

While I'm on a roll, let's talk about a few other things that make me happy:

Chevron Stripes!
Any and every color and kind.

I covered a stack of vintage trays with taupe/white zig zags and they're for sale as we speak at NSS. When they're gone, they're gone. :)




Mustard and White chevron fabric at Field's in Holland:

Grey and White-My all time fave.


Decorative tissue paper that I found at Party City:


These scented candles from Bath and Body Works are Ahhhhh-mazing! So worth the $20 price tag and for "Crusty" to pay that, you know they've gotta be good!  My fave scent....Fresh Balsam. (Thanks for letting me hijack your house scent, Jackie C)!

 It's not all buy, buy, buy around here. Sometimes I like to give too. :)  

My beautiful sister, Holly (affectionately referred to by us as Howard) turned 40 on December 31. One of her friends had given her this quote a while ago and she commented to me how inspired she is by it. I painted it as a surprise for her the night of her party.
"Howard" hanging out with her favorite Christian music singer (and crush) Bebo Norman on Grand Haven's boardwalk this summer.
I enjoyed making these little signs (below) at Christmastime for the girlies in our VWZ group. (I'd tell you what the initials stand for, but we've been sworn to secrecy).  Remember the wine and cheese nights with neighbors I've blogged about?  Well, we had fun getting together for a festive night at Public Restaurant downtown Zeeland and I gave them each one of these:



Ladies of the VWZ
I had to snap a shot of the some of the beautiful Christmas cards I received this year.  This pic. was taken early December when the board was only half full.  I've since taken them down, but before putting them away, we put them in a big pile and pick one off the top each morning to pray for that family throughout that day.

 It keeps me connected to my family and friends well into the new year and reminds me that of all the things that make me happy, YOU  make me the happiest. 

Til next time....




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Friday, January 11, 2013

Still Digging (Deep)?

 Okay Chumps. After my last post, I would love to tell you that this is a photo of me volunteering my time clearing rubble in Haiti or helping in relief efforts post Superstorm Sandy, but unfortunately it's just me, (albeit, a darker, shorter haired version of me) in 2010 clearing out cinderblock pieces from our basement remodel. Yes, it took us three years from start to finish and it's certainly nothing fancy, but it doubled our actual living space in our cozy little bungalow and for that we're very grateful.

I am still wrestling with life's bigger issues, but thought I better get back to my 'shallow gal' self for a few more posts. I do appreciate your comments on FB and in person as we journey through the deep (and not so deep) things in life together!
 
This was a shot of lower level as you walked down the steep steps from the original kitchen hallway. 
The dark brown wall was a supporting wall made of cinderblock and broke up the entire space into two worthless L-shaped rooms. Our girls were unfazed by the dark, dungeon, cellar-like feel of the place and actually spent most of their time down there! As you can see, they had tons of fun writing all over the painted block walls. Friends and guests were welcome to leave their mark as well! 
Meredith, Brooke and Kennedy practicing a song in their wireless mics that they would perform on the makeshift stage they were sitting on. ( circa 2010)  How do you like the faux brick wall I painted them? (Eeeeekkk!)
Here's a another shot taken from that small corner room. You can see that Ken had already made work of repositioning the stairs so that they wouldn't come straight down as steeply as they did. 
 Bummed that I don't have a before the before shot of how they were when we first moved in. Picture the stairs at the top continuing straight and steep to the bottom.
We had taken the white berber carpet that was in the room above this and repurposed in the lower level. As you can imagine. It didn't stay white for very long.
Below is a shot from the bottom of the stops looking south in the room.
Here's the after from almost the same angle. You can see the ductwork that we had to drywall over. You can also see the remainder of that original cinderblock wall to the right in the picture.  We were advised to leave a two foot stub so that our house wouldn't come crumbling down.


We used that stub wall to our advantage and put a countertop with mini-fridge and microwave.
We still need to add a wine rack in the unfinished rectangular cubby. I'm also not finished accessorizing and unfortunately my Christmas garland was still up but you get the idea.
Another 'before' taken from the 'faux brick' wall.
AFTER: You'll notice we had to move the supporting metal posts over and add some headers that run the length of the room. When the posts came down, my walls cracked upstairs in the living room. Oops.:)
You can still see the ugly supporting post to the left of the built-ins. Not sure how we'll finish those but we'll get to that eventually.  The overhead beam is actually just wrapped with cheap pine which I distressed with a hammer and chisel and stained dark teak.
Ken constructed the built in's from a picture I had snapped when I was at Ikea. I frosted the plexi-glass doors and painted the entire thing antique white. I also had some leftover grasscloth wall covering that a client had given me and I papered behind the t.v. with that.
Here's a before pic. of the infamous 'stage' wall:

Here it is now below.
Another before pic. of the area where we added the 'bar'.
AFTER:
A few inexpensive touches:
$500 Ektorp Sofa from Ikea. 
Old record Album art in frames we had from two houses ago.
A $40 tripod floor lamp from Target.
A red $10 garage sale chair I bought two summers ago.
A rustic looking coffee table on casters from World Market.
$25 metal shelving (two) from Ikea on back wall above counter.
Ken's handiwork on bar area. I painted and stained it with materials I already had.
Pillows from garage sales and Hobby Lobby.
This angle:  $5 garage sale retro floral chair I found last summer. Repainted tall director's chairs that my girls use for singing. (Garage sale for $15 each.)  Repurposed metal cart with wire baskets to store odds and ends. (Allegan Antiques).
Garage sale door I painted using our exterior trim paint color. This is at the bottom of the steps so we can shut it when the girls are singing with their mics!
Repainted and papered bookshelf that stores the girls shoes for singing!
I painted the entire space "Edgecomb Grey" by Benjamin Moore in a flat sheen to match the wallpaper that I had found (new) at a second hand store. I walllapered the bar area and the wall behind the metal cart. It is also the same paper in our upstairs kitchen hallway.




Goofy angles and awkward lines, but it was the best we could do with the angles of the stairwell above it leading up to the second story. I wanted "V" groove paneling on the lower wall so paint wouldn't get dirty and the wall wouldn't get dinged up, but we didn't want to spend a lot. Ken ended up running a large sheet of flat paneling board through the table saw and making seams so it would look like 'v' groove board.
Upstairs kitchen hallway ties together with the basement colors as you head down: You can't tell it in the pic, but these walls are wallpapered with the light grey linen as well.
This storage cubby will eventually have a rustic barn style door on a track to close over it. We have the track. We just need to find time to build the door. And yes, wall art is desperately needed.
This "B" I found at Allegan Antiques at the end of the summer. It hangs at the bottom of the basement stairwell. The door to the right, leads to our semi-finished laundry room-a post for another day. In the pic. it looks like it's upside down...in person, not so much. :)
And one more shot.
Again, in a perfect world, I would have all new coordinating furniture with fun patterned chairs. But we all know that this isn't a perfect world Chumps and I am finding contentment in the imperfections. Maybe just today, but it's a start. 
Have a great weekend!

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Monday, January 7, 2013

Still Sweeping it Under the Rug...

 Happy New Year Chumps!  I am sorry it's been a while since I posted, but my e-blogger site wasn't allowing me to upload any pics and I wouldn't put you through the torture of reading my long, drawn- out thoughts without any visuals!

For those of you that might think I 'over-inflate' or exaggerate the truth from time to time, I wanted to show you proof from my last post, that my kitchen flooring was indeed reminiscent of a jigsaw puzzle since putting our hallway/kitchen pantry back together last year. Some of you know I've been holding my breath in anticipation of Ken giving me the green light to go ahead and replace it with a darker cork, bamboo or some kind of natural, organic wood, sans grout lines! ("My tears are more than just my kitchen flooring)-D.C."! :




Can we all agree that in a perfect world this look is unacceptable? 

Well, as irony would have it, or God's Holy Spirit often works, I am finding myself once again at a spiritual crossroads and realizing that this is soooo NOT a perfect world and in the grand scheme of things, aren't I just so fortunate and blessed to have a kitchen floor? 

 I was reading one of my fav. author (Jen Hatmaker's) blog last night before bed and she shared pictures of her trip to Haiti where little 9 year old girls were mopping DIRT to pass the day away. That's all they had to sweep up-dirt!. No kitchen. No flooring.  No rugs to cover the imperfections in their world. She was mopping DIRT. 
Here's my attempt at sweeping my dirt (and other imperfections) under the rug.

http://jenhatmaker.com/blog/2012/10/09/mopping-haiti

Swiped this pic. from her blog entitled "Mopping Haiti". Sorry, I don't think the above link works, but please somehow, some way, read what this amazing sister in Christ is doing to better our world. She is also the same author that wrote the book, "7-An Experimental Mutiny Against Excess".  Do NOT read if you don't want to be convicted or challenged in your faith, life, closet, spending, etc!  I repeat...Do NOT read if you are comfortable with the status quo and want to stay that way. Ugh and double ugh. And I mean that in the nicest way. It's an amazing book and one that I am still trying to make sense of almost a year later. 



And yet, I still get caught dreaming and scheming of a new Pottery Barn kitchen island to go on top of my brand new flooring.

While there are 9 year old little girls in Haiti (and Zeeland) without parents, proper health care, nutrition or hope. 
Chumps! Help!  It's sometimes hard to do my job-or live the comfortable life that I want! :)

I intended to blog about all the cool lights I saw at Lowe's on Saturday morning like this one:
Wouldn't that look great over my new island?
Or this one for you?
or this over a dining table?

or some pendant lights?
But today, all I can think about is the pit in my stomach I had last night when I saw this on Jen's blog:

Tent city in Haiti. 
Precious little girl with a mop.  
My heart hurts a little at the start of this new year. I'm conflicted. I'm confused. I'm convicted.  


Last week, I sat down and wrote out some lofty goals for 2013. Most were how I could improve or better myself.  Few were related to how I could better the world. 

Her picture and post made me a little less determined to fix my flooring and a little more determined to fix what's broken in this life. 
There are people 'mopping dirt' all around me.  I don't need to fly to Haiti to find them.

They live next door, around the corner, down the street.  I know them. I do life with them.  Some I have yet to meet. Some of them are me. 
Mopping dirt. Seems like a futile endeavor:

Jen Hatmaker says it best in that same blog post referencing her seeing the little girl with the mop:

 "And something in my heart went…snap. I want to take the makeshift mop out of her tiny hands and break it into one million pieces. I want to scream and pull every hair out of my head. I want her to not be mopping the dirt outside of her filthy tent where she has lived for nearly two years. I want her not to be here in this terrifying place while my five babes are being tucked neatly into their safe, warm beds with their bellies full and our life the picture of security. I want her to stop mopping that damn dirt, because it is so futile and unfair and broken and everything, everything about this is wrong.

I am on the verge of rupturing, when she looks at me...and smiles. And the little ones behind her, they smile too.

And she keeps mopping the dirt, humming, grinning.

Because her life is hard, but she is going to make it more beautiful. She is. Her presence here alone, with her eyes shining and determined resiliency, is an oasis. We lock eyes and I think, “You’re going to make it, dear one.”

There is hope here. I can’t explain it, but it’s here, I can feel it, I can even see it. It’s literally everywhere. It’s a mopping dirt kind of hope – frustrating, decisive, complicated, dogged, wearisome, inspiring".
-Jen Hatmaker

That's what I will hoping and praying for in 2013 for me, for you, for all us. That "mopping dirt kind of hope".  Making something beautiful in the middle of hardship. 

I gotta be honest. I still want a new kitchen floor, but much more than that, I want a heart that breaks for the things that break God's. I'm going to try to look around and find the beautiful ones that are mopping dirt in their own lives and love them. I love you Chumps and can't wait to journey through another year of 'Changes' with you!!  xoxo 

Christy

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