I'm very excited to have been invited to a special event later this month! My hosts have treated me like royalty throughout the process, and I keep having to pinch myself. It really is ME that is participating!
Isn't it great when things you enjoy can turn into more than a hobby?
Last month the Millionaire family was filmed for a cool new web series on EBAY'sYouTube channel! We had such fun, and the kids got to have a once in a lifetime educational experience. I'm so happy that our personalities came across and that we got to tell our REAL story! We had a wonderful crew that made the whole process so easy.
Last week I was filmed as part of a new EBAY web series, highlighting families that use EBAY for extra money. I can honestly say that EBAY has saved my bacon more than once with the cushion that it provides.
We had a blast with the crew, who made the whole process seamless. Ebay has a YouTube channel where they will be posting the series. I will update with more details of my family's segment as I have them, but for now, here's the first one!
I love my lovely lady Octopus! The chicken babies were seamlessly incorporated into the new tattoo. i showed Dan the tattoo Pinterest board I put together and he did a marvelous job of executing the concept I had in mind.
Last summer my chicken baby girl and I brought home, Beverly Hillbilly style, a set of vintage rattan furniture. It was listed on craigslist as a curb alert (two words that make my heart go pitter patter!) Turns out some college aged kids were cleaning out grandma's house and thought the set was trash. We piled it high in and atop the car, and drove home at fever pitch.
I set off to rescue it and restore as best I could with my nonexistent knowledge of restoring anything. It was scary to think about messing with a vintage set, but I thought it would look great on the back deck.
First we pulled off the crumbling plastic "twine" that wrapped the joints. Then we pulled about a million tiny tacks out of the rattan. The longest, and by far the most tedious and hard part was the sanding. And the sanding, and then more sanding. School started back up and I got a job, so the project was put on hold all winter. Every day my husband bitched and moaned about the pile of ugly old furniture I had stacked up in the garage. I'm happy to say that it can finally be put on the deck once and for all. (y'know after I finish up those last little tweaks)
Fast forward to this week, nearly a full year later and it is done save for a few coats of spar urethane on a piece or three. My chicken babies and I had some wonderful hard work together, which has translated into some great memories and closer relationship than ever! Thankfully the weather finally got nice. My mom is coming for a visit and my biggest goal has been to wrap up the projects I have in the works before she gets here.
On this project we used 60, 80 and 120 grit sandpaper to remove the graying, old finish and to get down to the fresh wood. I stained it with minwax natural stain because I wanted to only enhance the natural color of the rattan, and the weather coating is done with spar urethane found in a spray can, which has made covering the nooks and crannies WAY easier than I could have hoped for.
So, the kids finally realized their dream of meeting Mr. Shakes-a-lot. None other than Greg O. Cartwright. Greg did a solo show at Record Graveyard, all ages! We beat a path there, where we ran into some awesome folks and gave the kids an earful. Actually, they gave themselves an earful, since they requested most of the set list.
All my life I've wanted a red door. Not a pansy shade of red, a vibrant, firetruck, lipstick RED. Red that can't be mistaken for anything else. You know the kind of red I'm talking about.
From the first time we drove up to our house, I knew it would look fantastic with my kind of red door. I took a while, but I finally noticed the decorative gable shingles that were all but blending in with the siding.
Today I took matters into my own hands! Two quarts of paint, a wasps' nest, burned feet and a lot of sweat later, I have my red door! (Yes, I did do a coat on the roof but the millionaire took over for me despite his dislike of heights.)
I've been thinking about getting a tattoo for many years. Until now, I never had an idea that appealed to me enough to want it permanently etched into my skin. Also, I wasn't sure if I would puss out when it came right down to it.
Yesterday was my second wedding anniversary with the Millionaire and we decided to start an anniversary tradition: tattoos. I've been imagining the one I want, in the spot I wanted it for a month or so, and felt pretty good about. I even went so far as to buy a pair of shoes specifically to accommodate my tattoo. Today, I sucked it up and my babe and I got matching tattoos (same image, different color/spot)
Some photos by the Millionaire, while I was writhing (but not crying!) on the table. Some photos by yours truly
I've expanded my Etsy empire! After receiving the estimate for all the dental work I will need over the next year, I felt pretty damn bad that my babe would have to foot the bill for my lifetime lack of dental insurance and regular care. So I've opened a second Etsy shop. It's called (what else?!) WindyLou Vintage.
I hope to keep my house relatively free of all the lovely vintage pieces that don't quite make it into the regular rotation of decor. You know, all those irresistible finds that I just can't bear to leave the store without…