My Dad Rox!

Yes, I know it's right after Mother's Day so one would assume that I would be blogging about my Mom, and although she is pretty much the greatest ever, I decided to blog about the ole' pops tonight.

Let me just explain a bit about what your are about to see and how it came about....
While cruising around the Crate & Barrel website I came across this driftwood table. Yes I know, it's awesome right?! But needless to say I don't have $400 to spend on an end table, so of course my creative wheels start turning contemplating how I can make my own version of this. I researched driftwood and go figure, it's all too expensive or way too small and we don't have an ocean, river, or a lake anywhere around Lubbock where I could go look for some, and the chance of finding any is pretty much slim to none. So instead of trying to re-create the same table I figured I would create my own version.

The next time I went home to Big Spring, Mom, Dad and I headed out to the farm, where Dad dumps all of our branches, with chainsaw in tow. We found the few branches that weren't mesquite trees, were the right texture and right width I had in mind, and we started sawing away. Ok, so I measured and Dad cut, and Mom helped load the logs into the car (we all played a part). I've decided my parents are pretty much amazing because what parents would give up their Sunday afternoon nap to help their daughter fulfill her crazy end table antics? That's right, mine would!

Basically I wanted to create an end table that was rustic modern with the warmth of wood. Aaaand I did!

Dad sat out in the hot hot hot garage for hours with me sawing, sanding, and screwing this table together. Ok, I'll admit, Dad did all the hard work, I just held the wood in place, but that's what makes him the best dad ever. Seriously, there's no argument.
And here's the finished product!!

I'm so proud!
It turned out exactly how I wanted! * Please ignore the excessive amount of cords running behind it.
**Shout out to the hubs who got me the glass to go on top for $1!

Zee Easter holiday.

Happy couple of days after Easter!

My Easter was awesome! For one, my Jesus rocks. Secondly, my whole fam, I mean literally the Whole fam, went to the big D town for the weekend to see my brother and sis in law.

This was Shelby's first real road trip with the Adams family and I'm sure it was quite an experience for him, because let's get real, it's always interesting with our family. It started with Dad, like always, they had some issue at work they needed him to fix so the whole loading of the car process and the first little bit of car time consisted of us all tip toeing around, whispering with a series of hand gestures in order to communicate with one another.

-Dad gets a little crazy when he's talking on the phone, in fact I'm pretty sure he got on to mom at one point because she was texting too loud. It's ok though, we gave him a hard time about it later, like always-

The rest of the trip consisted of a lot of chatting and a Really Really long, ridiculous, hilarious game of 'Go through the alphabet and think of a song title or main lyric for every letter'. This game lead to numerous mini duets, and Kendal making up a song for almost every letter due to her lack of song knowledge. Needless to say, Shelby dominated (he is like the music guru).

Aside from our interesting car ride (which could easily be an embarrassing Youtube video) we had a really fun time meeting up with my brother, sis-in-law, grandma, aunt, Christi and her kiddos.

We spent hours at Ikea, where I spent too much money, went to Bass Pro where Dad scouted out boats and we did some 'target' shooting. Then we all went to Austin and Ashley's new rent house where the kids and boys chased down river monsters and ghosts.

-It got a little crazy-

But the next morning we got to spend a lovely Sunday morning at Lakepoint, the church Austin works.

On a different note here are 2 of my latest projects...

I've really been in to black and white lately. Ok, I've been into black and white my whole life but I went through a denial stage with our living room and decided to do it in brown and greens (that was a mistake) but I have come back to reality though and I think I have finally figured out what I want, so I'm slowly making changes here and there.

This is a teesy taste of the direction our living room is going in...

I present to your our latest plant addition....The pony tail palm.

 Aaaand with an updated pot....

Apparently you can't kill this plant... which is why we chose it. We can kill anything.

One more black and white thing.
This doesn't go in our living room but will be our bedroom holding some of my jewelry. I found it at my father-in-laws auction house holding all kinds of nails and screws. It was super dirty, rusty, and a horrible cream and green.

I didn't get a picture of it before I painted but believe me, it looks way better.....I mean really, look how cute it is!

And this will become...

 somewhat of a DIY blog, per the request of a few of my best gals. Ok, it won't really be so much DIY, but more less a good place for me to brag about all my little projects I do around the apartment, aaaand give me something to look back on and be proud of myself all over again. I have a LOT of projects that I will have to catch up on but you will get just a taste of it today. Besides, if I posted them all at once I would no longer have anything to blog about.....except for my really random thoughts I periodically post about. Don't worry, there will be no lack of sarcasm. I know you were worried.  

This project is actually super super old and I'm no longer excited about it (I still like but the 'new' phase has worn off) but I suppose I must start somewhere.

My inspiration for this whole map thing came from the globe we have in our living room that belonged to my great (or great great) grandmother. I'm not sure how old it is but regardless of the details, its an antique. Anyways, I wanted to incorporate the blue into other areas of our room.

Side Note: So I seriously thought they just handed out free maps at gas stations or that I could find some old map just anywhere for super cheap. Little did I know, that wasn't the case. It cost me like $6! I know, that isn't that much but when your super poor you tend to think about it more.

Anyhoo here's the finished product.

You know you have a good husband when....

You know you have a good husband when....

I came home from work to supper all ready and waiting for me yesterday evening. Pigs in a blanket and macaroni...one of our favorite things (yes, we are in 3rd grade). Granted he lost a bet to me, which is why he cooked for me but I give him mega props since we made the bet several weeks ago and he still remembered, AND he even made a special wal-mart yesterday afternoon to get the stuff to make it. Wandering what the bet was? A clip from Pirates of the Caribbean came on where Jack and Elizabeth are stuck on the island and she burns all the rum and trees....Anyways, he tried to say that scene was from the 2nd movie and I knew it wasn't so we bet on it aaaand he lost. Poor guy, he was set up for failure!

You know you have a good husband when....

We went running that same night and before we started he said something smart-alecky (yeah, no clue how that's spelled) to me so I decided to leave him in the dust and run without him.

** Side note**
If you know Shelby and I, you know our relationship is based on sarcasm and a constant making fun of one another, which is where the smart-alec comment comes from and me jokingly deciding to leave him in the dust...just so there's no confusion on how our relationship is going.

Back to my story...
Of course he eventually caught up to me despite my head start. During that time while Shelby was behind me, I realized this was exactly the motivation I needed to keep going. I ran quite a bit further than normal, and when I say further I mean like 100yds, and when I say normal I mean over a week ago when I ran around the block. Whatever, that's beside the point, I ran further than usual and that's all that matters. So once Shelby caught up to me, which didn't take long, we ran a smidge further and then took a break and walked. Once we got to the end of the street we were on, we ran again but this time I told him my startling discovery of motivation, so the great husband that he is ran just a few feet behind me the whole way home.
Now don't tell me that's not great!?
He completely sacrificed his man-hood to let me think I'm winning!

It's 3am and.....

So it's around 3:20 in the morning and I've been laying in bed for close to an hour trying to sleep but apparently that's not going to happen. I even prayed that the Lord would calm me down and help me sleep but clearly His will says otherwise...whatever, I'm not bitter.


Anyways, here's a little re-cap of how my night has gone...
I went into work at 8pm (yes I said pm) and didn't get off until around 2:15am (really, I'm not kidding). The reason for all this madness is my jobs glorious set changes.

Let me explain a little more about it... basically I spent the last 6 hours moving furniture, pedestal's, dishes, setting shelves, etc. But let me tell you this is no easy task (the whole setting shelves part to be exact), in fact the man (I'm assuming it's a man because no woman would be this idiotic) who designed these shelves should do all of us a favor and put a bullet through his leg (notice I said leg instead of head to make it sound a tad bit nicer) because the pain he should feel would be somewhat equivalent to the stress and pain we went through tonight trying to get them in place.

Set changes are NO easy task, in fact they are pretty stressful and extremely tiring. (Ok, it wasn't all bad, I love my co-workers and I might have thrown in a few dance parties throughout the night, jammed out to some Ashley Simpson, Shania Twain, Eminem....whatever) Which brings me to my next thought (I know, your jumping with joy to read the next sarcastic comment I'm about to write).....

How is it that after 6 hours straight of ridiculous hard work do I not run into my apartment, jump into my comfy bed and immediately fall asleep with such relief??

Yeah, I don't know the answer to that question either. Apparently I'm supposed to be here at what is now 3:41am, blogging, so my whole 7 followers (and my mom) can read about my night. But my incredibly intelligent mind just can't shut off. Here's a little re-cap of my thoughts....because I know you want to know (you probably don't want to know):

"I wonder who such and such (insert name here) would have as bridesmaids whenever she gets married? I know she would have me as a bridesmaid....she better have me as a bridesmaid! I wonder where I would stand in line? I know her sister would be MOH, and then ______would definitely come next, and then I bet it would be me. Wait.....CRAP! I forgot she is really good friends with _______! I wonder if I would come before or after her.....surely before!" ...side note....we ALL know you stand in order of importance....and even if you don't, we all assume that's how you did it. Me, on the other hand, stood my girls up in order of how long I'd known each one (with the exception of Kendal and Christi because, in fact, they have both known me since birth, so it was kind of a tie). ....end of side note....  I know this all seems strange, but I want to be a bridesmaid SO bad! Yeah, I know, who Really wants to be a bridesmaid? I do. I've never been one and the whole planning of showers, bachelorette parties, etc seems Really fun to me! I know how awesome all of my girls were (holla) and all the amazing ladies who threw my shower and I want to be part of that for someone else (other than just my sister, I mean that's a given because I'm awesome and she loves me so much).

Now don't ask me why I was thinking about all this at 3am because I couldn't tell you. In fact, I'm feeling pretty brave just admitting it to you.

It's embarrassing.