If You Really Loved It Then It Wouldn’t Be on the Floor

If You Really Loved It Then It Wouldn’t Be on the Floor

I have apparently gotten some kind of bug.  Not the sneezing or stomach ache kind, but the kind that drives your family insane from your a constant need to organize and clean.

Today, unfortunately for my younger boys, I will be cracking the whip on the Lego situation.  I have had it up.to.here as we say in the south.  You don’t need to even show where “here” is.  It’s understood to be too high to even reach anyway.

Last week we emptied their loft bedroom of everything except the beds and gave the room a fresh coat of paint.  Then we built shelves to hold the Legos and I picked up some storage boxes at IKEA while I was in Houston.  The boys tried to convince me that it would take way too long to organize all of the Legos, but they are out of their league when it comes to convincing.  Once I get a notion in my brain to straighten something it can’t be unconvinced no matter how many car washes you offer me.  Resistance is futile; you will be assimilated.

I think they don’t want me in their room because they know that I can get a little aggressive with the trash bag.  I would never throw away a Lego (mainly because they cost more than all of my jewelry combined) but I wouldn’t think twice about tossing the cereal boxes they like to save to build tiny forts with or any craft projects.  One of my boys has a thing for using pencils that no one else wants because they are too short to go in the sharpener.  So he sharpens it with his pocket knife and does his schoolwork with these nubs.

But my motto is, “If you really loved it then it wouldn’t be on the floor.”  #TRASH

Cleaning the Lego room -- The Pennington Point

After I get that done I plan to keep the momentum going by cleaning out what used to be a study room for the kids and making it into an office for myself.  I’m not trying to hog the space, but they really never study in there. Instead they sprawl across the couch or front porch to do their work.  I can’t let a perfectly good 6’x10′ space go to waste.  Especially when I am working from a recliner in my bedroom with no desk or flat surface of any kind.  I just balance my computer on my knees while typing.  It works OK, but a desk and real chair are appealing.

Plus, if I had an office I might actually get something done besides sitting down to work then instead Googling everything that pops into my head.  I wonder about things….like the age of various celebrities or where to buy baby chicks.  I am hoping that being in a big-girl space will encourage me to focus like a real business woman.  Or at least enough to get over this cleaning bug.  Before my family has had it up.to.here with me.

Well, back to work.  Have a great weekend!

My New N

My New N

I’m still messing around with some of the things I got at Round Top a couple of weeks ago.  Jars and springs and other useless junk sits waiting for me to get inspired, which may take a while.

I immediately knew, however, what I would do with this baby.  I found an old, metal letter for Noah’s room.  Since everything but the walls is black and white, I KNEW this would be perfect.

So cool!  But wait, I’m looking at that picture and wondering, did I hang it upside down?!  Do y’all think that N is upside down?  Good grief.  I promise you, before I had kids I was as sharp as a tack.

Honestly, the chances are slim that I will actually go in there with a hammer and re-hang it.  I am sure I will be sorry someday when Noah can’t get a job because he writes all of his capitol letters upside down, so he never leaves home and ends up developing a passion for Ramen. Or should I say Яamen? All because of my laziness to turn the N the right direction.

The Lego wall behind his bed has been a huge help in keeping the Legos organized and off the floor.  The boys are great about sorting their Legos into the containers, although I need to get a few more buckets.  Sounds like I need a trip to IKEA.

And the Giant Legos are one of my favorite useless things I ever made.  And that’s saying something.  I’ve made a lot of useless things.


It’s time!!!

I need for you to go on over to One Project Closer and vote for my Noah’s Room project!

I hope you don’t mind if I remind you every day.  I don’t know if there’s a limit to how many times you can vote, but I’m counting on you all to sit by your computers for the next 144 hours and vote for me every minute or two.  OK, OK, you can take a break to go to the bathroom, but that’s IT!


That’s my campaign slogan.  Clever, huh?

I really would appreciate your vote.  I know I don’t have a chance in H-E-double toothpicks to win.

My main goal here is not to be embarrassed by the fact that I only got three votes: mine, James’ and my aunt Jo Gail.

And I’m not even sure James will vote for me.  Some of those other projects are pretty great.


Before & After Winner!

We are this week’s winner in the Before & After contest.  I’m so excited!

After a hard week with my dad, this was such a boost.  Thank you to the One Project Closer crew for choosing Noah’s room.

You can see our entry here, but I’ve got to show you the highlights….

We enclosed part of the front porch to make a room for Noah to sleep and keep his Legos.  Those two things are pretty much his top priorities.

The front porch before:

and after:

The before pictures of the inside are the same….because it used to be the front porch.  Does that sentence makes sense?  I can’t seem to figure out how to word it.

Oh well, I’ll just show you the finished room inside:

If you want to read the whole series on how we built this room in 8 days, go here.

And be prepared for me to shamelessly promote myself at the end of the summer when they put all of the weekly winners up for votes.  I will need for you to set aside a day or two to vote for me over and over and over.

For progress on my dad go to Dad’s Caring Bridge site.



The Girl Creative


How to Make Useless Giant Legos

How to Make Useless Giant Legos

For those of you that are interested in making extra-large, paper covered, useless Legos….here you go.

If you’re not interested in making these, keep reading.  My goal is to inspire you to dare to try to make your imagination come to life.

I needed something to soften the look of our Lego storage shelves.  I had cute containers and the vinyl shapes, but it needed a little something else.  Usually I would use one of three things….plants, books or candles.  But this is a room for an 11 year old boy.  None of those would really work.  So I got the idea, since it is a space for Legos, of making giant Legos and covering them with book pages.  That adds the element of books and a touch of whimsy.

I started with leftover 2×4’s and a 1″ dowel rod.

I cut the 2×4’s to different lengths.  I just had to be sure that there were two the same of each length. Then I cut the dowel into 3/4″ pieces.

I know this is hard to understand.  That’s why I was never hired a a writer for instruction manuals.  And let’s be honest….no one else is ever going to make these anyway.

I used wood glue and brad nails to attach the 2×4’s together and the dowel pieces to the top.

I dug out a pad of old math papers to use to cover the blocks.

Often people give me stuff out of their closets.  They think that because I homeschool that surely I want any old children’s books or Sunday school materials.  Usually I toss the stuff out, but in this case someone brought us two gallons of Elmer’s glue.  SCORE!  We use it for everything….including this project.  We just watered it down 50-50.

Look how cute they are on the shelf.

I made three different sizes.  I made blocks with six, four and two studs.  Yes, they’re called studs.  I had to look on the Lego website to find out what those bumps were called.  Also, they’re called bricks and not blocks.  My bad.

As long as we’re using the proper terms……I think my homemade Legos are super studs.

And best of all….Noah loves them.


Try these linky parties…..

Metamorphasis Monday

Sunday Showcase Party

Sundae Scoop

The Mess

The Mess

So many of you have been concerned about the pressure I am putting on myself to get the room finished.

I appreciate your concern. I am going to give myself a break. I listen to my advisors.

But there’s something you should see.

Brace yourself.

You must promise me that you will still come to visit if I show you.

Here’s why I’m in such a rush to finish…..

Welcome to the entrance to our lovely home.

Don’t step on the electrical cords on your way in.

Believe it or not, I have been trying to keep it neat.

I’m so glad I took the time to hang my Easter wreath on the door.

My beautiful front door decor.

So now you know. It’s a mess. We’ve already had company several times and they had to walk through that disaster.

I can’t put any of it away until we’re completely finished.

THAT’s why I’m so ready to get this job done.

Day Seven

Details, details, details! I’m ready to be finished with the details!

The new room seems soooooo cloooose to being finished.

I didn’t work on it yesterday. I needed a break.

Today when I woke up I just KNEW that with a little elbow grease and some bribery for my 18 year old son I could get it finished.

But NOOOOO. There are so many teeny-tiny, miniscule, seems-like-they-don’t-matter-but-they-do type of things that I didn’t make it. I am STILL not finished.

Before you start to throw tomatoes at me and boo and hiss and declare me a failure, never to read my blog again….let me remind you:

This is an 85 year old house and there is nothing straight, even or level about it. Every miter cut is different. You can’t nail or screw into the walls. I have so much liquid nail residue stuck to the tips of my fingers that I may never be able to do needlework again.

My sweet husband and son must have started to feel sorry for me. The crying may have helped. It’s sad, but a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.

The two of them offered to finish putting up the exterior siding (don’t forget, we have to finish the exterior porch section as well as the inside) for me. So today they finished that and tomorrow the girls and I will paint it. Then we’ll trim the new window and paint the trim.

I am so close I can taste it.

But I can’t lick the taste of victory off of my fingers or I just might liquid nail my tongue to the roof of my mouth.

Pictures by Saturday….I promise!

Building a Bed

Building a Bed

I sat on the living room floor putting the new bed frame together.

“I’ll help you Mommy!” says a little voice.

Eight years old and eager to use the tools.

I was in a rush. I had a lot to do and I needed to keep the pace going.

But he gave me the look. The you’ve-been-working-on-the-room-for-a-week-and-ignoring-me-too-much look.

“Here, you hold this part still while I screw these pieces together.”

“Mommy, I can screw those screws in for you.”

I’ll admit it. I wanted to get this job done. I didn’t want to wait for an eight year old to turn a dozen screws. I was about the task of getting this job done.

But, I thought, HE is about the task of becoming a man. And I need to stop and let him.

So I waited while he intently screwed in each and every screw.

I bragged on what a great job he did.

I thanked him for being such a big help.

He showed his accomplishment to each person that walked through the room.

I have to work hard every day to keep it all in perspective.

Day Six

Day Six

I didn’t make my own personal deadline of finishing the new room in a week.

It was just too much. Today I felt like I was possibly losing my mind and nothing was going right.

I was the only person that could measure with reasonable accuracy and the only person that could use a saw. That meant I was in-out-in-out-in-out over and over and over. And, well, a cold front came through and I just got tired of the whole thing.

I am down to details now. I ran out of trim, even though I really thought I measured carefully. Isn’t that always how it goes?

So another run to the hardwork store tomorrow. Plus I have a little more sewing and embroidery to do. I can’t have a new room without monogramming something for it.

Here are a few teasers to make you want to come back in a couple of days and see the finished room.

Finished or not, the boy WILL be sleeping in a bed tonight.

No more girly light.

I can’t wait to show you what I’m doing with the shelves!

If you decide to come see it in person, bring a Diet Dr Pepper with extra ice and some Tylenol.

I’m gonna need it!

Day Five

Day Five

Another long day of working on the new room. It’s going to be great!

I’m glad there’ll be a bed in there so I can fall upon it and sleep for three days after this is all over.

We got it primed (pe-yew!) and then started painting.

I decided to paint stripes on the short wall. I saw the idea here and I knew it was just what our tiny room needed.

Then my floor crew took over while I stayed outside with the power tools.

They’d hand me floor boards through the window and I’d cut ’em. Between cutting their boards I worked on the shelves for the striped wall.

All I had to do was cut the boards to fit the space and attach the brackets where the studs are. I can build a whole room….but I tell you, building those shelves was a mess. I kept making mistakes. It got really frustrating.

I did finally manage.

And we got the floor done.

Tomorrow I have a lot of details to finish. Trim around the floor, ceiling, shelves and the opening between the rooms, touch up paint.

Plus I’ve been instructed that the light is too “girly” for a boys’ room. So I need to change that. Can’t have a girly-light.

Then it’s one more day after that. We still have the exterior to finish.

Next week I need to think about decor. That’s the best part.

It’s like the icing on the cake.