The kitchen... I absolutely love it! It is not quite finished, one more dreadful cabinet door to paint, and the trim to finish and it will be done. How did I do it so fast? I will answer with another question? What do you do when you hate painting the doors? YOU REMOVE THEM!!! Ah, ah! That's what they call the "system D" in France. I sewed some curtains to create storage areas, and bought jars to store the goods in the shelves. Here are a few pictures, but please ignore the open electrical boxes, that's next on my list.
Now why the bread box picture? This morning as soon as my favorite little pixie walked in the kitchen to ask for her breakfast, she looked at the strange object, and said, pointing, " What's that, Mom?" I responded it was a breadbox, and slid the lid open to reveal the golden bread inside. She immediately said: "I want toast!" Her enthusiasm made me realize that bread in a plastic bag, or cereal in a cardboard box, does not do the food justice. It made such a difference in the kitchen. The grains, cereals, beans, cookies, spices and teas, all seem to sit proudly on their shelves, warming the kitchen with their golden tones. Food is as much a pleasure for the eyes as it is for the mouth. You know, when I think about it, I transformed the kitchen into a yarn store!

Am I Obsessed?

Yesterday, I told you I was painting the kitchen cabinets in a color called wedgewood gray. Each time I looked at the lovely color, I would exclaim, how new, and fresh for the house, I don't think I have ever picked a color like that. I was so proud to show how innovative I had been to my husband when he came home from work. He looked at the color, smiled, opened the dishwasher, and out of it came a lovely wedgewood gray cup! He then walked to my knitting basket, and pulled up two very wedgewood gray balls of yarn! He went upstairs, to our bedroom, and brought back a pillow case in wedgewood grey... What can I say, I did not even realize I was obsessed!

The Spring Makeover

The spring makeover is well under way. I decided to put the final touch on the kitchen first however. The kitchen is lovely as it is, my husband would probably say, but to me there is something dreary about the honey cabinetry and the brownish walls. Solution? Paint. It took three coats on the walls after primer, for the linen white to cover the brown. Lovely wedgewood grey paint was chosen for the cabinets, that is 2 coats of the lovely color, on top of primer, after sanding, and deep cleaning. It is my second day working on the cabinetry. The bottom half is almost done, and I now have one more door to paint, before I tackle the upper cabinets. If the weather stays as dry as it is, I should be done by the end of Saturday. By the way, that is the great thing about this area. Winter air is so dry, that paint dries in the blink of an eye. I hear summers are, shall we say, SLIGHTLY more humid here! I have chosen lovely knobs and handles for the cabinets, but they will have to come up last. Once that is done, I will give a fresh coat of paint to the window trims, and baseboards, and the kitchen will look wonderful, which will undoubtedly make the living room and dining room look terrible, since they still have that lovely shade of brown that the previous inhabitants of the house seemed to be very fond of. You have guessed what I will be doing starting Sunday.

I Know Spring is Coming

I know spring is coming... This morning I woke up, opened my eyes, and thought I am going to finish, or should I say start decorating and setting up my room. I decided I needed paint, yards of gros-grain ribbon for the curtains, fabric to dress up the doorless closet, I could put the bedside tables together, and maybe add a single painting on the wall, I could also try to finish the wood floor trim, and choose some plants. All this to say, that spring has to be coming. Decorating is somewhat like making a nest. I am a bird, excitedly preparing my home! And I know it has to be true. My next door neighbor has been adding curtains to her windows, plants in pots, the yarn harlot is redoing her bedroom floors... I always find it amazing that we all think of the same thing at the same time, that we even do the same things at the same time. So maybe this morning it was the light or the air, I don't know, but I am on a mission, and by George, I will get my bedroom ready, and I will finish setting up the rest of the house, and I will landscape the whole yard, and, and, and...!!! I feel like Napoleon, unstoppable! But of course first, I have to go get the paint, which means a long walk in the freezing weather... Somehow, the weather as not quite figured out that spring has come!

Another Day, Another Pair of Socks

All right, maybe another "day" is slightly extreme. It does take me a little more time than that to knit a pair of socks! My baby girl is modeling her new pair of simple stockinette socks. They were knit with Koigu Yarn, and they are a perfect shade of purple for my darling little pixie. I am working on another pair of socks for my husband, and that as we know will take me a little longer! I had to put the lace sock away temporarily, as I absolutely (uhm..) had to start designing a pair of socks with intricate color work.

It is not Fair...

No, it is really not fair. I was getting my daily dose of the yarn harlot, when what do I see on her site, that she will be visiting Petaluma's Copperfield's bookstore on June 7th. I JUST MOVED OUT OF PETALUMA!!!!!! I spent almost every free minute of my time at Copperfields... This is enough to make you wonder if the heavens are trying to send you a message. Should I move back to Petaluma? Well, I guess not, but I am disappointed that I will not get to hear her talk. I hope she comes to Boston soon though. In the mean time, my Petaluma friends I hope you all go see her, and have a great time.

This is Why Winter is so Beautiful

When I took the dogs out this morning, the air was so crisp, the sky so blue, and icy white was all around me, reflecting the sun with a million sparkles. I took a deep breath in, and I felt so alive. The children begged to go out a little before school to sled down our driveway. How could I refuse, knowing that soon enough winter would be gone...