Why it's NOT new house closing day. :(

Today was supposed to have been an exciting day for us--we were scheduled to close on a new house! I haven't said anything on the ol' blog here or really much even to the people I know in real life because I just wanted to make sure everything was signed and stamped before I opened my mouth. Turns out, my instinct was right.

Let me back up. Back in September-ish, a friend of mine who knew that we have been wanting to buy a new house all year tipped me off to a great house in her neighborhood that she knew would be up for sale soon after. It just happened to be the same floor plan as her own house, which we already knew we liked. We called our realtor and told him about it to give him a heads up, so that as soon as the house went on the market we could get in there and have a look. We were the very first showing on a Friday afternoon, and by Monday or Tuesday, we had made an offer. We went back and forth with the seller for a few days with counters, and then finally agreed on a number--but it was contingent on the inspections. You see, there is a large crack in the ceiling of one of the rooms and we wanted to make sure that was not a huge foundation problem. In addition to the normal inspection, we also hired a separate structural engineer to come and take a look and make sure the problem was not critical.

It took some time going back and forth with the seller to get everything worked out, but we ended up very happy with our arrangement. The seller was very motivated to sell as quickly as possible and we got a great deal on the house. The house itself is really beautiful! The downstairs is big and open, just like I've wanted, so I can entertain and hopefully hold more craft classes and maybe even a little pop-up boutique a few times a year. The neighborhood is great and we already have friends who live literally across the street and down around the corner. We get to stay within our current church congregation (we are divided up geographically) with friends we've known for 9 years. It's only about a mile north of our current house. Everything about this house is just exactly what we had hoped to find.

So then you might imagine how I felt late last Wednesday afternoon when I got a call from my realtor saying that we'd hit 'a speed bump'. It's a long and ridiculous story, but there was a 2nd mortgage on the house that seller apparently thought had gone away in a bankruptcy filing--but it hadn't, and the house couldn't be sold because of it. Just that morning I had been on the phone with painters and the electrician and handyman to try to make appointments so we could get started on the house this week--and then it all fell completely apart.

Now the house is going up for short sale. We decided to keep our bid in--we are already approved for our loan, have shelled out $$$ for those multiple inspections, and we REALLY want the house. But we have no idea what the bank is going to decide to do, or how long they are going to take to do it. There is still a chance that we might get the house, but there is also still the very real chance that we won't and will have spent all of that time and money and hope only to be massively disappointed again. Plus the timing is really horrible--while moving the week before Christmas isn't ideal, moving right after you've given birth is probably worse. We had planned to buy a new, larger car after the house deal was done--something that will more easily fit 3 car seats--ahead of the baby's birth in January, but now that's on hold too because you we signed a paper saying we wouldn't incur any huge new debts while the mortgage was still pending.

So there you go. What I WON'T be doing today. 2013 continues to kick our behinds.

Oh honey, you made pie

Hello, friends!

I finally got the Halloween decor taken down on Saturday. Phew! It meant a million trips up and down the basement stairs, which for this 7-months-pregnant lady, meant that by the days' end I was absolutely knackered and even spent yesterday recovering. I'm just not used to being limited in the amount of physical work I can do in a day so I definitely overdid it. I'm going to try to be more careful from now on. The upside is that the house looks nice and empty again--even though I love my holiday decor, it's always nice when I take it all down.

The reason I worked so hard on Saturday was that I hosted a craft class at my home that night. We made this pretty box:

And I even got to meet Melissa from Andromeda Vintagehttp://andromedavintage.blogspot.com/2013/11/instagram-recap.html and her cute mom, Diane! They were so lovely and it was so much fun to turn an imaginary internet friend into a real, live person friend. :) I hope this isn't the last time we get to meet!

I cleaned and prepped all day on Saturday but simply ran out of time and energy to wash all of the dirty dishes in the sink. I had just run the dishwasher so it was full and I didn't have time to unload it and reload it with the dirties, and I didn't want my guests to have to look at (or smell) stinky dirty dishes in my sink since we would be working at my kitchen table. Of course I had the brilliant idea to stick all of the light plastic stuff in a big garbage sack and stash it in the oven. You can guess where this story is going, right? Yesterday afternoon we invited our neighbors over for pie after dinner. I forgot all about the dirty plasticware and turned on the oven to preheat while I made the pie.

And this was the lovely result: an oven full of melted dishes and a house completely full of toxic melted plastic fumes and smoke. At least there were no shooting flames--I did manage to catch it before that point! We opened all the doors and windows, turned on the fans, and decamped to the neighbor's house for a while so it could clear out. I came back long enough to finish putting together the pie, then we grabbed the dinner I had put in the slow cooker and headed back over to our friends' home. I'd made double the amount of dinner anyway and they hadn't made dinner yet, so it all worked out--I baked the pie there and we shared the food and the house was nicely aired out by the time we came home a few hours later.

Good dinner, yummy apple crumble pie, and fun company--not a bad way to spend a Sunday evening, it's just a pity that I had to melt my plastic bowls to make it happen! Today I get to find a way to chisel the melted plastic goo off the bottom of my oven. You can bet I won't be making this mistake again!

Vintage collection: Beaded multi-strand necklaces day 1

It's no secret to anyone who knows me in person that I'm a big fan of accessorizing when I get dressed every day. Even though I'm a stay-at-home mom, it's important for my mental health for me to look nice, even if nobody but the eight- and four-year-old are going to see it! Obviously, some of my very favorite accessories are vintage. I can't stand wearing scarves around my neck but I wear a necklace more days than I don't, and one of my favorite types to wear are from my collection of vintage beaded multi-strand necklaces. All of mine are thrifted--some from stores, some from garage or estate sales. One day last year I dragged them all downstairs along with my dress form and had a little photo shoot but I never blogged any of the photos. Today I want to share a few of them with you.

I don't have any orange clothing in my wardrobe--never have and I can say with almost all certainty that I never will! I just don't think I have the coloring to pull it off. I do, though, have a few orange necklaces, including this one. I wore this several times during October and on actual Halloween. It's a fun pop of color without being too much of an orange commitment and I like the texture on the beads.

I wore this necklace yesterday, which is actually what reminded me of these photos that I took last year! I love the combination of the turquoise blue and green. I have the matching beaded clip-back earrings for this set but that's taking it a little too far into grandma territory, IMO. I do love the oak leaf findings on this necklace--what a pretty little detail!

This gold necklace is a fun one to wear for dressier occasions, although I wear it for everyday too--I love bling! The crystal beads have an aurora borealis finish that adds just the right amount of sparkle.

I know statement necklaces are still very much en vogue right now but that trend is definitely nothing new--these necklaces have been around for probably 50 years and they still look great!

Life, through aqua-colored glasses

Last week the kids were out of school for Fall Break. That combined with The Mister staying late at work on two nights plus working the entire weekend meant that by the time Saturday night rolled around, I was anxious to get out of the house alone! After dinner I sneaked out for a quick hit of the local thrifts. I was really hoping to find a motherlode of vintage Christmas ornaments (not very likely, since the early Saturday shoppers would likely have snapped them up first) and I was rewarded with one (1) old plastic Santa ornament.

Boo.

Even though I wasn't swimming in Shiny Brites, I did find something I love:

What used to be my favorite thrift store underwent some big changes recently as part of being bought by Saver's. I'm not at all a fan of most of the changes, but one thing they do now is maybe not so bad. When someone donates a set of matching dishes or glassware, the workers pile it all in a basket, tape the heck out of it and charge one price for the lot, rather than each item individually. That's how I found this basket of turquoise glassware on Saturday night. The color caught my eye first, but when I noticed that it just happened to be 50% off that weekend I knew it was meant to be!

The next day I was able to untape the whole thing and figure out just what I'd bought. I was happy to find 6 of the coupes, 4 of the tallest glasses, 8 of the water goblets, and a full dozen of the smaller wine glasses on the right. That makes 30 glasses (plus a giant wicker basket) for just $15, which I think is a darn good deal, especially for something so pretty! Honestly, full price of $30 for 30 glasses still wouldn't have been too shabby, but cheaper is always better, amiright?

While I've been contemplating just where exactly to put 30 new glasses in my already-full cupboards, I've been admiring them all lined up on my kitchen island. I've come to the conclusion that part of the reason I love them so much is that they're just a hair darker than the antique blue glass canning jars that I love so much! My wedding china is a pretty but quiet bone/platinum neutral, and I think these beautiful aqua glasses will add a lovely shot of my favorite color to the table. I think tonight's meatloaf and mashed potatoes will look awfully nice with my fancy dishes and new glasses, don't you?

A Very Despicable Halloween

 

In July I was sitting in the movie theater with my family watching Despicable Me 2 and before the movie was even over, I knew that this would be the theme for our Halloween costumes this year!

Gru was an easy choice for Quin, as he already had most of the outfit in his closet! The gray pants, gray turtleneck sweater, black zip-up jacket and black shoes and belt. I found the striped scarf at Old Navy (bonus that it's something he can wear again) and we added a bald cap from the costume shop and a homemade paper nose.

I knew immediately that I wanted to be Dr. Nefario--I'm not afraid to dress up as a male character (see my Ferb costume from 2010) for the sake of the group! We already had the lab coat in our costume box and the hideous plaid pants were something I thrifted a few years ago to use for another project entirely. I thrifted the yellow t-shirt and wore my own black boots. I ordered the welding goggles and black gloves from Amazon, and added the yellow Gru logos on the gloves using sticky-backed yellow felt from the craft store. The bald cap was from the costume shop and I hot-glued a tuft of batting to the top to make Dr. Nefario's wispy white hair. My kids were completely freaked out at the vision of me in a bald cap and couldn't wait for me to take it off!

Porter was a shoo-in for a yellow Minion because he already owned the crocheted Minion cap. I get comments every time he wears it--I bought it from Etsy a few years back and it really is hilarious! I thrifted his overalls and yellow fleece jacket, bought the black stretchy gloves at the Dollar Tree and he wore his own snowboots. I made a Gru logo for his overalls out of black sticky-backed felt.

Maren wanted to be a purple Minion this year. Now, if I'd been smart I would have ordered her a matching crocheted purple Minion hat from Etsy, just like Porter's. That would have been SO much easier and I think it would have looked so much better. Unfortunately, I didn't have that light bulb until it was too late because all of the listings I could find on Etsy were for custom orders, nothing ready-to-ship. Rats! Her purple hoodie and overalls were thrifted, more Dollar Tree black gloves and her own snow boots just happened to match perfectly! Getting the purple Minion hair right was really tricky! I started out with feather boas but those didn't look right. I finally ended up buying a purple wig at Target and cutting it all apart, then hot-gluing the strips to the hood. It wasn't perfect but I think it gave the effect. I made an El Macho logo for her overalls out of gray felt.

Halloween night was cold and windy here, the coldest it has been in a few years, so our costumes had the bonus of being warm already! We layered long-sleeved shirts and leggings under the overalls, which really helped. Porter got cold and bailed on trick-or-treating pretty early anyway, but he did the same thing on a much warmer night last year so I wasn't too surprised. He was perfectly happy to sit near the neighbor's bonfire and eat his candy. Maren lasted a little longer and had plenty of candy to show for it.

We're already planning next year's costumes! Maren told me she wants to be "something scary" so I found a beautiful red and black princess-type dress at Marshall's. I think we'll turn her into a pretty vampire or spider queen. Maybe I can convince Porter to do something similar, and I'm already thinking ahead to having a 9-month-old baby--perhaps I can be a spider web and he can be a little spider in my arms. I have a whole year to plan!