From the monthly archives: April 2011
Tulips. Is there another flower more beautiful and graceful? I think not. For awhile they have been my very favorite flower, and I’m thinking they may be one of God’s favorites also. Tulips are the flowers that mark the coming of spring. Spring just feels like a time of new life and new hope. It’s like the world is waking up from a deep, dreary sleep. And tulips are the happy little things that pop up everywhere, shouting “spring is here!!!”
Okay, enough rambling on the glories of tulips. Timothy bought me some the other day because he is the best husband in the world. I wanted to arrange them in a way that really showcased their beauty, and a regular vase just wouldn’t do. So here’s what I came up with.
I got the silver container at a thrift store. Maybe you remember it from this post? It was full of drinking glasses. I considered just putting the flowers in those, but it kind of grossed me out. I don’t want to drink out of something that once had flower moldy scum in it. As I was pondering this plight, I grabbed one of those tasty Frappuccinos out of the fridge. Mom had surprised me with a whole pack of them – yum.
And suddenly I knew they would be perfect! I cleaned them out, took the labels off, and plopped the gorgeous tulips inside. Man, it was a task cleaning out those Frappuccino bottles. If you buy any of them and need me to drink them and clean them out for you, I would be willing to make that sacrifice. Ha!
This is my favorite stage of tulips – right when they’re beginning to open up.
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Hello, gorgeous!
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I was going to cut the stems a bit shorter once they opened up, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Floppy tulips just pull at my heartstrings. Did you know that they grow towards the sun? You can tell in the above picture that my window is to the right of the table.
Well, that one little guy is flopping over to the left. He’s a rebel.
I want to buy another pack of Frappuccinos so I can fill in the remaining four slots of the metal container. And then fill them with more flowers (hint, hint, husband!).
In my blog perusing, I found another cool use for Frappuccino bottles.
You Are My Fave (an adorable blog!) used them as party favors. Isn’t this a sweet idea?! You can check out her post on them to get the specifics.
The uses for these cute bottles are countless! Have any of you used them for anything? Or have an idea of what they could be used for? Do tell!
~Whitney
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And I’m happier than a Converse-wearing granny!
Yesterday I was talking to my boss (which also happens to be my dad) about work. I get one day off a week and I can choose whatever day I want. I was really wanting today off so I checked with him to make sure it was okay. And he said no.
Yikes! Then he went on to say that today is a holiday – Administrative Assistant’s Day – and since I’m an Administrative Assistant I would have the day off. So I’d need to pick another day as my personal day off. Say what?!?!
Like I said, happier than a Converse-wearing granny! This is the best surprise holiday EVER! I may just stay in my pajamas all day and eat things covered in sugar.
To all of you Administrative Assistants/Secretaries/Phone-Answering Heroes of the World – have an amazing day. To everyone else – you too! Make this Wednesday wonderful.
~Whitney
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This is what I’m dreaming about today.
I’ve started making coffee at work, and while it makes me a lot peppier, it doesn’t compare to my favorite Starbucks. In college I lived off that stuff. I would try to get cheap food for lunch so I could get a Starbucks to drink with it. A cold drink to go with lunch and then a hot drink afterwards for dessert.
Obsessed? No, *happy.* Happier than a bird with a french fry.
Now the closest Starbucks is a whole 30 minutes away. With gas prices and my debilitating new-found love for sewing which keeps me attached to my machine, I can’t get Starbucks very often.
So I’m just going to look at this picture as I drink my homemade mediocre coffee. Yum.
~Whitney
I hope you all had a lovely weekend! Easter is one of my very favorite holidays. The event we celebrate on Easter is pretty much the single most amazing event that has ever taken place. I mean, we’re not only celebrating Jesus’ resurrection from the dead, but we are celebrating the effects of that. Because Jesus gave His life for us, we can be saved. Our sins can be wiped clean. We can have joy and freedom for all of our days.
How cool is that?!
I also love Easter because of all the clothes, I’m not going to lie. I was raised that we couldn’t wear white (unless it was winter white – whatever that means!), sandals, and other summery stuff until Easter day. And my mom also got me a new Easter dress every year. Sometimes she made it, sometimes we bought it. So Easter meant new clothes, plus all the lovely summer clothes from last year. It was awesome.
This year I decided to make my Easter dress, and oh boy. It was an adventure. I became very acquainted with my seam ripper. The first dress I made was so horrendous that I can’t adequately describe it with words from the English language. But my second one worked!
And here it is. My very first handmade by my very own hands dress! Ha! There are still a few things that need to be fixed/changed, but I’m pretty happy with it.
Timothy graciously took all these pictures for me to share with you guys. And I think he has a personal issue with subjects in pictures being centered. So I’m off to the side in every picture. Just go with it. Haha!
This dress was an adventure because the pattern was made for a model, I’m pretty sure. I ended up having to shorten the waist a whole two inches. So that messed with my darts. Darts are my frenemies! They look so cool and I’m like “yeah! I can do this!” Then I try and just want to stick my finger in a light socket instead.
The collar is one of my favorite things about the dress. Aaaand – check out that zipper! It was an entire 22 inches long. Almost 2 feet! It was an invisible zipper, so I’m just going to blame its difficulty on its invisibility. That huge zipper was pretty intimidating. And after I sewed it up, it basically came undone. So I had to sew up one side of it by hand. Those are some pretty stitches, let me tell ya.
Here’s a detail shot of the collar. This picture makes me crack up every time I see it because Timothy was in my face with his iPhone telling me not to smile. And apparently this is the best I could do in the no smiling department.
So, that would be my very first dress! Sewing has sucked me in immediately. I mean, I learned on Monday and made two skirts and two dresses by Saturday. Yes, only one thing is currently wearable, but that’s beside the point. Sewing is seriously fun. If you haven’t tried it, then by all means, try it as soon as possible. I’m sure you could find someone with a sewing machine you could borrow. And if you already have the sewing skills but they’re a little rusty, what are you waiting on? Show us newbies how it’s done. (Yes, Teresa W, I’m talking to you! Ha!)
~Whitney
I linked my project up here! :)
I just got off work and I’m about to do one of my most despised household chores … clean out the refrigerator. [Cue dramatic horrer-film like music here.]
I just think it’s a gross job. Sometimes containers of leftovers get lost in there and when I find them I just want to die of sheer disgust. How do they get lost? Well, the light in our refrigerator is broken. And there isn’t a light in the freezer. So you open up the refrigerator and are greeted with a black hole of groceries. Plus it leaks in the bottom drawer. So you can’t put stuff down there.
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But Whitney, you may be asking, why is this post called “Oh, Happy Day!”?!?! Well, dear reader, I’m so glad you asked.
I’M GETTING A NEW REFRIGERATOR!!!!!!! [Cue angels singing here.]
Yes, it’s true. A lovely, wonderful, blessing of a lady in our church is getting a new refrigerator and asked if we would be interested in her old one. I’m pretty sure that was the first time I wanted to cry about a refrigerator. Pure joy filled my entire being … joy that could only be compared to the type of joy you get when you find the *perfect* pointy toe black high heels on sale. That’s some good joy.
Immediately I tried to think of a way to repay her kindness and all I could come up with was a knit scarf. Hmm. Wouldn’t she love that in May? Ha! So I’m going to have to kick my brain into gear. How can you adequately thank someone for a refrigerator? A working refrigerator? I haven’t seen it yet, but I’m pretty sure it will have a light inside. Oh my. My joy is bubbling!
I’m off to go bid my old refrigerator farewell. He won’t be missed!
Happy Friday!
~Whitney
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