Well hello there, friend! It has been a while since we’ve talked, hasn’t it?
(like two months kind of a while…sheesh)
I’ve written eleventy billion blogs to you in my head (while I should be sleeping because that’s when everything brilliant comes to me), but those don’t count, so let’s catch up, shall we?
Our New House
The 80’s beauty queen house is coming right along and we are so happy in our smaller place. Sure she needs love (and a whole bunch of it), but the layout has been fantastic for us and not once have I wished for that extra 1200 square feet from our old house. In fact, I do a happy dance every time I clean, because seriously, it is a pure joy to clean a smaller house.
So far we’ve redone the back porch, which is a whole thang that I am currently unwilling to re-live, but I will tell you it turned out great.
We started with this:
(Please note that the back of our house was a different color than the front. Somehow this is something we failed to notice until after she belonged to us, because obviously we are good with details.)
This floor…oh friend, this floor.
If you follow me on Instagram you will know a teensy bit about the floor saga. Let’s just say it was long and drawn out and I am not yet able to really talk about it because, yeah. That machine was the devil.
The previous owners pulled up the indoor outdoor carpet (could we please start a petition against further manufacturing of this horrendous product?!) and so graciously left us with carpet backing and glue that baked in the sun for, oh I don’t know, WAY TOO LONG.
Long story short, I ended up putting pavers over the whole mess and it looks great now (thanks Dad for talking me into this and off of the bullet train to Crazytown).
Like I said, I am currently unable to fill you in on the details because of my floor trauma is severe, but we now love our porch. Big fat puffy heart love. So, it was all worth it…maybe.
Craft Show Season
Craft show season is upon us again and having a smaller house is making things a bit more interesting. It currently looks like I have some sort wreath farm going because we have 17 wreaths lined up on our fireplace hearth (yes we have a fireplace and yes I am so incredibly excited about that!). Thank goodness I have a very understanding family, because craft show season asks a lot of them.
All of this burlapy fun is putting a lot of house stuff on hold, but that’s fine. She’s been looking like this for 36 years, a few more weeks isn’t going to hurt her. She knows we love her anyway.
I am sorry, is it fall? It’s still 88 degrees here. Boo.
I did open our french doors (yes we have those too and yes I am so excited about them and no the paper shades and torn up mini blinds are not staying) this morning because it was lovely and cool. That lasted about 10 minutes. Welcome to Florida.
I am making Corn and Butternut Squash Soup next week. I do not care. We will turn the air down and pretend. A Florida girl has to get her fall in anyway she can.
(By the way, that link up there is our favorite recipe ever. I like to add an acorn squash in as well, because I am crazy like that. I guarantee much fall happiness if you eat this soup with a delicious crusty bread. I am totally serious.)
Oh yes, yes we are. Because we are nine kinds of crazy and four weeks in Europe just wasn’t enough together for this family.
Actually, after much difficulty, we seem to have found our footing (praise Jesus because Mama was loosing it quickly). The boys are enjoying the freedom of working at their own pace and we are settling into our schedule, which is really less of a schedule and more of boys running around my house without shirts and constantly shooting Nerf darts everywhere. Just like regular school, only different.
So that’s what’s up around here. How are things at your homestead? Are you doing lovely fall things whilst we are still dangerously circling spontaneous combustion due to heat here in Florida?
It’s been so nice to talk again! I’ve missed you. I hope you have a fantastic weekend, friend!