Spring cleaning, clown wigs, and jars

I'm taking a quick break from spring cleaning the laundry room. I have way too much going on in that small space and not enough organized stations to make it work.

-over flowing recycling bins

- unusable changing table piled with outgrown baby things

-paper goods (paper towels, tissue, kleenex)

- arts and crafts, easels

-board games, play dough, microscopes, moon sand, lite bright, etc..

- vacuum, broom and shampooer

- things I need to garage sale

- huge pink ironing board that we never use, yet Honey won't part with it. (Only he could have an ironing board with sentimental value lol)

- Tattoo supplies

-light bulbs, extension cords, batteries

-bubbles, dart guns and other various toys that have been confiscated

-laundry stuff (duh), but get this, no hampers! Just a couple of baskets that are currently holding unfolded clean laundry.

So far I've sorted laundry into colorful piles, washed a couple of loads, crushed some boxes to recycle, and started a button jar. I have a whole 2 buttons, but it's a start and I always wanted to do one, so yeah, my priorities in there are totally straight.

Fun fun fun.

Speaking of fun, I was checking my e-mail a minute ago and thought I was seeing the Iranian President in a clown wig.

I was hysterically wrong. Ok, not hysterically, but I've been in a tiny room that smells like feet for most of the morning. I'm easily amused at the moment.

Oh, and while I'm thinking of it, I have a bunch of empty glass jars that are virtually impossible to recycle in this sad, non-recycle-friendly town (new word alert, write it down) and I'm trying to repurpose them. I've found a few neat ideas online that I'll let you in on later, but if you have any creative ideas please share!

I'm off to the dungeon again. If you don't hear from me in a few days, send the dogs.

About Me

My name is Angel, and I'm 33 years old. I'm a wife to a wonderful husband, and mother to 3 equally (if not more) wonderful children. In my spare time you'll find me elbow-deep in thrift shop "treasures", or with a paint brush and glue gun, ready to bring out the hidden beauty in a Goodwill purchase. This blog is not dedicated to my hobbies or my family, but I write what I know, and as a SAHM, those two topics take up a good 90% of the content here.

My home is my office and my backyard is our playground. I spend a LOT of time at home and have slowly, over the years, become a bit of a hermit and am currently working in (tiny)baby steps to remedy that.

Hang around! I hope to inspire you to create, laugh when you relate, and to make a new friend.

Ah hail... (teehee)

Yeah, I know. It's been awhile. I wish I could say I've been busy, but lazy seems more appropriate. I've been on Webkinz. I need to make a post showing off all my rooms. Maybe tomorrow (<--my latest favorite phrase). It's an old one but a good one lol.

Lets recap Easter weekend. It hailed! And boy did it ever. It sounded like a machine gun. We all stood in front of the glass door (we ARE rednecks) with jaws hanging open watching in horror and awe.

Honey: "Wow."

Scientist: "Can I go outside?"

Miss Thang: "I want one!"

Me: "MY VAAANNN!!!!"

Luckily I just have a few little dents that really are not that noticeable, and Honey assures me they will pop out with dry ice. I'm sure they will in 2015 when he finally gets around to doing that. Our plastic gutter is shot to hail (sorry I can't help myself). Ugh, the joys of home ownership. Here are a few pictures:

Really that is about golf ball size. My honey has big hands.

It all happened in about 2 minutes or less.

It caused quite a bit of damage around town and to many vehicles. The drivers mirror is shattered on Honey's work truck and my exhusband had his windshield shattered like a lot of others in town. We got pretty lucky.


That was Saturday, so the Easter bunny had to hide eggs inside this year. Did you know it is hard to hide a bunch of eggs in your living room? We had to get creative and many were left in obvious places, which made the kids like sharks at the scent of blood! They eyed their baskets with slight interest as they drooled over eggs in their peripheral vision, then eyeing each other in that sibling challenge squint. lol
It was fun loading the plastic ones up late at night with my Honey, making the baskets and hiding eggs. Those are some of my favorite times together. :)

Speaking of baskets, remember my "no bunnies or baskets" rule? Well, I did end up getting Cutecumber a pink bucket (for like 50 cents I couldn't say no) but I got a little creative with the other two. Miss Thang got the movie "Marley and Me" so I put hers in a popcorn bucket, and The Scientist got his stuff in (you ready for this) a trash can! He wanted it and loved it so shut up! lol

Here are a few pics of the house in all its post-bunny/pre-kids glory:

(an arrow for the dense)

And here is the table in my best "Martha Stewart" impression and some cookies in my best "Walmart Easter aisle" impression. They taste like crap but they look so pretty! There were more eggs, but these were a few of my favorites. The kids got really creative this year. I loved it.

And a few bonus pictures that are on the cam cause everybody loves a baby!

My Cutecumber

Peek-a-boo!

"One more ok, I've got things to do"

That last one really shows off my new floors, but I love her little pose there (close up to the left). We still need to christen that floor Risky Business style. Maybe tomorrow.... har har.