Oh my. Twenty years ago today we were blessed with the birth of our son. What a wonderful blessing it's been.
This kiddo has brought us more joy, happiness, love, and laughter than we could have ever imagined. Of course we've also had some adventures, scares, and accidents. What parent hasn't though? It's been so worth it!
He wanted me to make him a cheesecake.
He's so smart and talented. Recently he learned the wood working method called Intarsia. He has made a lot of beautiful pieces so far.
I came home from work the other night and this beautiful raccoon was hanging on my living room wall. I love it.
Happy Birthday Matthew. Your dad and I love you so much and we are so thankful to God for you son.
Barn door headboards. You've seen them all over Pinterest. I've seen a lot of variations as far as design and height, stained or not. I told that sweet hubby Builder Man of mine what I wanted and showed him some of the pictures. That's all it took. He loved the idea and said that he'd make us a new headboard to look just like a couple of barn doors actually taken off a barn, size and all.
He attached a very old set of rusted hinges but we are still thinking about the rusted door pulls or handles. We're not sure what we want them to look like yet.
The cedar chest at the foot of our bed was also made by him years ago. I am so blessed that he is so talented. I've always been able to just draw something or tell him and he can build it.
We like them hung slightly slit in the middle instead of touching. That makes the two doors look imperfect to me and is probably the way they would look closed on a real barn.
Did I mention that he also gave our bedroom a fresh paint job? This is our new favorite color, it's the color we chose for our major bathroom remodel last year and it just seems to go so well with any stain finish of wood.
It is Glidden Olivewood but my Builder Man just gets any paint chip I bring home color matched by the computer at his favorite paint store.
Thanks for stopping by and looking at my headboard. This was my Valentine's gift, I really think he likes me.
And our beautiful Rufus Jack would like to wish everyone a very Happy Valentine's Day. He's already 1 1/2 years old, can you believe it! If he could reach each and every one of you, he'd lick kiss you and rub his little cold wet pink heart shaped nose on you. Then he'd even let you scratch his belly.
January, we've just let it happen around here. Using most of it's days to get undecorated from Christmas and start pre spring cleaning. Nothing exciting, nothing pressing. The Florida weather has been like all over the country, cold days followed by warm days then more cold. I've enjoyed it being like this. I've enjoyed being able to wear winter clothes and scarves, boots and gloves. It's really hard deciding what to wear on the warmer days that keep sneaking in.
This was my morning view this morning from my kitchen table. I stepped out on the porch to take the pictures and the cold felt so good. Sometimes we get too warm n cozy sitting inside and the cold is a welcomed shock. Just for a few minutes of course because my bacon was frying and my grits were cooking.
As a mom, can I just brag? Can I just yell to the Heavens above how much I love my handsome son and how proud I am of him?
Our son Matthew is almost 20 years old now. As parents, we've stayed on our knees for this young man and his life. He was dedicated back to God as an infant, we taught him to live a Godly life. We raised him in a Christian home and in church, not only teaching but also showing and living it. We have no doubt that he will make his mark in this world. We have no doubt that he will always keep his mind and heart opened to God's will for his life. Our flesh causes us to worry but what we see with our human eyes and what we have to deal with on this earth can't alter God's plan.
Yes it has. It's been a short while since I blogged, mid December. Life took over and filled my every hour and thought.
We had a wonderful December, a beautiful God filled family filled Christmas with way too many blessings than we can begin to count. And we've had some pretty cold weather for our little piece of earth here that we call home. Florida, always full of surprises.
But then January came. January 1 came and went like any other new good beginning. Then January 2 came. It didn't leave us in love with life. It left us sad and drifted into January 3 with no sleep, feeling even more sad and seeking God for every ounce of energy, understanding, peace, and normalcy. We lost a dear loved one suddenly in the evening hours of January 2. The phone calls came, we all hurried around, we all sunk into devastation. It all happened so fast. And it is really not real yet, but it is. We've gathered, prayed, hugged, prayed, talked, prayed, laughed a little, prayed, remembered, prayed, ate more food than we really wanted, prayed, and have truly felt the wisdom, peace, and understanding from our God. But we're still so sad. It's foggy. So here is the rest of January.
Transitioning from Christmas to New Years writer's block had already started setting in as it usually does this time of year. I like the cold weather outside, I do not love it. I can't think of anything interesting to take pictures of. I have so much that I really can blog about and show you, but spring will breath new life into this ole' soul and I'll grab the camera then with thoughts racing through my mind.
I'm in the middle of pre-spring cleaning which I do when I undecorate after Christmas and redecorate for our everyday comfort. It's going slow, it's really just started happening. It won't be to my satisfaction for a while yet.
Have a wonderful week and weekend. Stay warm n cozy wherever you are.