Meet Belle in Country Grey by Annie Sloan Chalk Paint

Belle, my pretty little square table.
Pictures do you no justice.
I have painted your legs with Country Gray by Annie Sloan Chalk Paint.
Rubbed you until you are soft and smooth with the clear wax.
Your bare top with the natural wood really makes the edges stand out.


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You are perfectly square little table that stands tall,
Taking your place in my foyer.

But do you need your top painted too?
Will it make you more complete?

What do you suggest?
What should I do?


She is not perfect.
She has a few flaws.

Please give me your suggestions.

I would really like to hear.

Getting Braces at 43 Years of Age….I must be crazy.

I did it.
I finally got up the nerve to get braces.
Well that is not exactly the best way to put it. I finally got up the nerve to spend that kind of money of myself.
My teeth were never really bad. I was lucky to go 43 years with fairly straight teeth. Unfortunately, like everything else when you hit the 40’s things started going a little wonky…how is that for a word. Wonky.
Everything started to get really crowded and when I smile I am all teeth and gums. I started to see crooked teeth, especially on the bottom and that bothered me.

Lovely picture huh?
I took these with my cell phone. I am sure Kim thought I was losing my mind taking pictures of myself looking so “interesting”. I have to say it is quite impressive just how much stuff they can cram into your mouth. And they tell you all about it as they are doing it……
These to pads go into your cheeks to absorb all the moisture in your mouth.
Then we are going to place the barrier between your lips and your teeth so that  you resemble a  golden retriever that is hanging it’s head out a moving car window.

Yup, that is what it feels like.
 That is what it looks like!
In go the cotton  tubes under your tongue to absorb more slobber.
Then the suction tube with its cotton bladder over it to suction up anything that could possibly be moisture in your mouth.
Apparently I must produce copious amounts of saliva, drool etc. because they put ANOTHER cotton tube under my tongue.
Think you used to have cotton mouth after a night of drinking? PFFT! At least there was no hangover to go along with it.


 
Getting braces is definitely something that I could have easily elected not to do for myself. Something that I could have come up with a dozen reasons for not doing it.
They are not crooked enough. It is money that should be spent somewhere else. It is going to be inconvenient.  yada yada yada
Because I have been bringing Sam to see Dr. Keith Black it kept being pushed into the fore front of my mind.
Because when I bring Sam to his orthodontist appointments I have seen first hand what an amazing place Dr. Blacks office is.
Because of Sam’s appointments and the atmosphere of the office and the amazing family he has put together you cannot help but feel like your are being well taken care of.
They go out of their way to make you feel comfortable, to make sure you are at ease with what is going on.
Even for a wimp like me.
Somoething tells me I will get no sympathy from Sam.
 

Fishing for Rocks

We went to the lake today and it was incredibly beautiful outside. The kind of day where you wear a sweatshirt and shorts in the morning and then a t-shirt in the afternoon.
A few of the leaves have started to change, but not many.
The pool was still open so the boys went swimming.
We have a few new neighbors that have moved in  and only a couple more needed until we get the new swimming pool.
We  brought the  chairs down to the lake to sit and read the newspaper and let Martha swim.
This dog lives for swimming in the lake.
She lives for ‘fishin for rocks’
Most dogs fetch sticks.
Martha dives for rocks.
Not little rocks, BIG rocks.
Rocks she can barely get her mouth around.

She pulls them out of the lake and drops them at your fee.
If you are lucky she misses your toes.

Luckily there were three children at the lake that were more that willing to enterain her.
She is very persistant.

We had to remind them to be careful not to throw the rock on her head.
She get pretty excited about rocks and tends to run under  them as you are throwing them.

They asked silly questions like why doesn’t she chase sticks?

I wonder if they caught any fish with us throwing such big rocks into the lake?

They loved how she would pull them to shore with her front paws.

When it was in deeper water she would go under.
Cracks me up how she blows bubbles.

She is determined.

Kind of like a bear.

What?

I am looking for rocks.

Did you call me?

What? Mud is my new color.

You called me.
You must want me to come and shake right next to you.

This line is in my way….must chew on it.

Yes we fussed at her and told her to stop.

Throw the rock!
What are you waiting for?

Such a rough life.

Carter’s First Flag Football Game

Carter is playing flag football this fall. Talk about a sport that I know NOTHING about. Nada. Nil. Not a clue as to what is going on.

I do know that they are to pull the flags on their opponent who has the ball and they are to run to the other end of the field to score a touchdown.

But to know where they are supposed to be? Forget it.
Off sides? What the heck is that?

I know that I love watching these kids run their butts off getting exercise.

And that they play with their mouth guards during the entire game.
Chewing on them and generally messing with them. I don’t think they really stay in their mouth protecting the teeth like they are made for.

Another thing I also know is the two girls on his team can RUN!

Mouth guard out of the mouth …AGAIN.

Yes, his hair is blue.
 It was pink yesterday.

Hey dude, your missing a flag.

Mom STOP TAKING MY PICTURE!
Nope, get use to it kid.

She gets another flag.

Contemplating BALL.

Still has his hand to his mouth while tossing the ball?

He is thinking…Where did this girl come from?

A pretty impressive leap, unfortunately he didn’t catch this one.

I love how they are all looking at their feet except for the girl, she has the ball in her sights.

They won.  Something like 7890 to 456.
I have no idea.
But they had fun.

Gentleman’s Dresser Painted in Annie Sloan’s Emperor’s Silk

This guy hung out in my garage this summer, I walked by him numerous time a day looking at him trying to decide what look he was going to get.
I thought about Florence, by Annie Sloan but that seemed to frilly.
Antoinette was too girly girl and since he had become Henry in my mind he needed something masculine.

I decided on the Emperor’s Silk with the dark wax, it seemed very fitting for Henry.

I love how the drawers have this pretty curve.

And the little cuff link holders.

I don’t know how old Henry is, maybe born in the 1940’s. If you are familiar with him I would love to know what your thought is on his age.

Henry’s detailing is not perfect but I like to think it gives him character.

He is a handsome fella, very solid and reliable.

Tons of character and style.

Henry received new drawer pulls, the originals were long gone.

Henry needs a new home, wouldn’t you love to give him the forever home he deserves?

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Family visits Asheville

My sister in saw Susan and her family came to visit Labor Day weekend so of course we had to go downtown to experience the Asheville vibe. Friday night was spent going to the drum circle and walking around to people watch. The “statue” above was pretty cool, she remained completely still and when someone made a donation she played the snare drum.

My boys had not been to the circle yet, not quite sure what they thought about it.

 

Giggling Susan…finding that she had to be a little creative when sitting down on the rocks in a skirt.

Susan and her husband Mike. She has just passed the half way point of her chemo therapy for breast cancer and really seems to be doing amazingly well. Her positive approach is impressive. I watch and listen to her and wonder if I could have the same approach.

On so many of the streets of Asheville there will be groups of people playing instruments, singing, juggling etc. The little girl above was belting out the music and was so cute.

Asheville is known as Beer City. We decided to go to Pack Place and have a barley pop. The kids played a game that I cannot remember the name to save my soul. Driving me crazy trying to think of it. Anyhoo.. Susan and the kids had Root Beer Floats and the rest indulged in fare of the local breweries.

Carter and I have a game we play by saying I love you….wonder if he remembers my reading this book to him when he was little?

And the Biltmore. Asheville is not a visit without a visit to Americas largest private owned home.  We are watching Downton Abby and the similarities are kind of cool. Can you imagine growing up in this home? There would be some seriouse hide-n-seek going on.

Chad and Sam have the same smile going on, must be the braces.

Susan sporting the blond today.

The grounds of the Biltmore are so beautiful but it is a lot of walking. we really should have gone early in the day so it would not have been so warm.

We then went over to Antler Hill Village and Winery.  Carter was enjoying Cedric who was George Vanderbilts St. Bernard.

There was music on the lawn at Antler Hill



Really enjoyed having them at our home for the weekend. It was fun hanging out, talking and eating. Lots of eating.

Asheville Drum Circle with Friends

My childhood friend Shawn and his wife Georgine came to visit two weekends ago. They were in Charlotte for the weekend and made the drive to Asheville to see me. (at least that is what I am telling myself)
Shawn and I grew up as next door neighbors from the age of 6 until we graduated from high school.
Well he graduated a year ahead of me. He’s OLDER than me. Much older than I am.
We grew up in a community of about 300 people, if that many. It was the rockin town of Knife River, MN.
We did Luther League together and went on retreats to Camp Vermillion in the Nisswandt’s decrepit VW bug. Confirmation together with Pastor Reppe. Had bonfires on the beach of Lake Superior. Played spin the bottle behind the church. Played kickball at the Rec Center. Played cartoon tag in my cousins back yard. Swam in the river at the Chup pond. Basically ran amok and had a blast doing it.
But we had not seen each other in 26 years.
When you don’t see someone for a long time like that you wonder “How is this going to go?”
It was so wonderful to see him again and to finally meet his wife and hear about his FIVE kids, four of which are girls!
For them to make the effort to come to Asheville meant a lot to me.

While they were here we went to see the Asheville Drum Circle. Every Friday during the warmer months they meet in a park in the downtown. Anyone is welcome to join in.
It’s eclectic.
It’s a little bazaar.
It’s wonderful for people watching.
Very relaxed and a great way to get a feel for the Asheville vibe.

If you make it to Asheville for a visit it is worth doing.