If there is one thing I have learned in my 24 years on this earth other than to never start a land war in Asia, and that somethings do not taste better the next day,it is that you should never overlook something just because someone else has thrown it out.
Take this chair for instance
This chair was relegated to someone’s curb for pick up because it is obviously trash right? I mean real wood, sturdy construction, but obviously too ugly to be made nice again, but I saw something in it that I just had to take home and explore. So home with me the ugly chair went. Now obviously the paint job was bad. I mean what is with that drab grey color. I see it a lot. Who actually paints anything this color thinking it will be a good idea. The other problem was that it was positively filthy. You could barely see the ugly paint for all the grime and spill residue.
A good two hours of cleaning and sanding and I was ready to paint. I’ve pretty much decided that all my furniture should be bright and happy and fun looking.
I ended up with a gray and blue. I wanted to distress the chair once I had it painted so the two colors are for a purpose. I painted on two layers of gray and it looked like a completely different chair. I almost didn’t continue with the blue, but after two layers of blue I was glad that I did. After some sanding, and glossing I think this chair looks like a completely different piece of furniture.
Now for the costs. I had to buy the paint because I didn’t have the colors I wanted at home, but it took very little of the paint to paint these chairs so I have plenty to work on the shelf I am painting this week.
Paint – Approximately $4.00
Sandpaper – $2.00
Chair – Free
All in all I got this awesome chair for $6.00 and some elbow grease.
One person’s trash is indeed another person’s treasure.
I am a child of the 1990’s. I actually take a lot of pride in this fact.I grew up watching Dragon Ball Z, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Power Rangers, and all the other awesome shows that were insanely popular at the time.My brother was Michelangelo for Halloween, and I was the Pink Power Ranger. We played with turtle action figures and the TMNT van. We watched the turtles movies over and over again. I can still tell the difference between each turtle. I’m a fan. When I saw that they were rebooting the series I was pretty excited,Then I saw the actors, which was a pretty good list (other than Megan Fox), but it is a Michael Bay film so I was a little skeptical.
My brother called me up last night and offered to take me to the movies with him and I have learned to never pass up a free ticket and so off we went. It was billed as a kid friendly film, which is fine. I love all kinds of movies and the original turtles were kid friendly, but still hilarious. Pretty much from the very beginning of the movie my skepticism steadily turned into full on dismay. Where were my beloved Turtles? Were was the broody Raph, the comical Mikey, the geeky Don and the way too serious Leo? Honestly there was very little of the new turtles that could even be connected to the characters I know and love. Bay got the stereotypes, but not the soul. I wanted to love this movie, but it wasn’t looking like a possibility.
Then there was April O’Neil. I was a bigger fan of the turtles than April O’Neil as a little girl but as I grew older I came to really admire the spunk and tenacity of the lovely reporter. She was fearless, and stylish, and a mess at times, but she had a great heart. She also went after the story. Megan Fox as April O’Neil was not something I looked forward to but nothing could have prepared me for the terrible characterization that was brought into this movie. She snapped pictures with her Iphone and skyped her interviews and wined and was a little crazy. It was really painful to watch. This movie was not particularly funny or entertaining. Perhaps if you haven’t seen the original films you might be able to enjoy it but my advice is to go and buy the originals on Amazon. They are currently cheaper than the movie ticket.
I don’t write a lot of religiously charged pieces. Its just not my thing. I tend to keep my views on all things spiritual or religious to myself but last week I stepped out of my self imposed box a little bit. I gathered with a group of other youngish people to talk about a theological question. This week’s question just happened to “What is church?” and “What should it be?” Two very good questions which we did not actually answer. I hope my priest will forgive me for stealing her question. We ended up going down some other related rabbit holes, such as the fundamentalist rabbit hole (lets talk about what church shouldn’t be) and the how did we get the modern church rabbit hole. Both are good topics. Both are worth exploring. Neither left me feeling satisfied that we had explored the question. I’ve been turning it over in my head for a couple of days, and honestly I knew what the question would be beforehand so I have had time to really think it over.
What is church? Some say it is the building that we meet in on Sundays and throughout the week for the purpose of a religious service. I tend to disagree with that. Church is not a building. That is probably the CoC in me that feels strongly about that, but I do firmly believe that calling a building the church does the Church a disservice. Some think of church as a massive gathering of people all in one place to listen to a sermon, and socialize, and maybe as an after thought take communion. I tend to disagree with this as well. I think church is a community of believers. Where two or three are gathered and all that. This community of believers gather on the first day of the week for communion and form a sort of family. They help the poor, care for the sick and follow the teachings of Jesus. This group of people will put aside petty differences in the light of greater good. They will openly and wholeheartedly care for their fellow man. The church be something wonderful, something inspirational even. The church should be a place for spiritual renewal. When the world beats you down, as it so often does, the church is where you should be able to go to find the strength to get up and keep on fighting.
I sometimes forget that the church also has to be fun, but the young ones quickly remind me of that. When I asked a few kids last night what church was I got the best answers.
It’s God’s house.
Church is the place where Jesus lives.
The church is a place where people love one another.
The last answer is my favorite. So what is church to you? What is it supposed to be?
When I moved I had very little idea of what to unpack or work on first, except that I knew I needed a coffee station. I only have one counter in my kitchen but it was perfect for this purpose. Thus was born the idea that I wanted a mug tree. I got this plain thing from Consumer Craft because it was on Clearance. I wasn’t actually sure what to do with it at the time.
You will need:
A wooden mug tree
Two colors of contrasting paint
Sandpaper (fine and coarse)
Steel wool, grade 0 or 1
It was just simple unfinished wood. I decided to paint and distress it as sort of a trial run for the other pieces of furniture I want to repaint. I decided to go with brown and turquoise.
After much research and trial and error I painted the base coat (Brown) twice and the top coat (turquoise) twice. I let it sit and completely dry for 24 hours.
After it was dry and no longer tacky to the touch I started the distressing process. I started with 80grain sandpaper. I used this lightly until the brown started to show. I was going for lightly distressed. Then I broke out some finer sandpaper until I got a little bit of smooth texture. Finally I used coarse steel wool. I cleaned up the mug tree and sprayed it with a sealant, but I wasn’t quite finished. I have these cute mushroom canisters so that is sort of my kitchen theme.
I printed some pictures of mushrooms off of the Internet and carefully cut them out then modge podged them to the base. After that dried I added a final coat of sealant! And done!
Picture this: You are sitting with a group of friends eating lunch or dinner on an outdoor patio at a restaurant and you are having a great time. You don’t eat out a lot, but can whenever you feel like. While you are enjoying good food and good company a stranger is maybe walking down the street or sitting on a bench on the sidewalk, or just sitting in an alley way. This stranger is a little dirty, not particularly well dressed and holding the stereotypical cardboard sign. The sign could say anything. From “Wounded Veteran looking for work” to “Will work for food” and the list goes on.
If you notice them at all I guarantee that they at first make you a tiny bit uncomfortable. Some people are made very uncomfortable. Why? Well I suppose that I myself am uncomfortable eating a nice meal and having a few drinks with friends while someone else is right down the block starving. I’m not saying it is wrong to enjoy yourself. I ordered cheese dip for lunch just because I could and ran up a hefty bar tab last night when I went out with friends. However I do think we too often lump all seemingly homeless people into the same group and forget that they each have an individual story. They probably have families, they have loved and are loved by someone. I firmly believe that everyone in this world has something to contribute to the greater good. What I fear most about the rising homeless population is that we are so wrapped up in our own lives, in our tech devices, IPhones and immediate gratification culture that we don’t even see those that are struggling.
Homelessness is hard to measure. I know homeless people with jobs and those without them. Generally people that are homeless do not stay that way or they cycle between having a home and not having one. All of this makes a solid statistic about the number of homeless people in any given place hard to pin down. In my town we have seen a sharp increase in the number of people seeking shelter. There is a video circulating right now called Rethink Homelessness. The video features several homeless people who were asked to write down one fact about themselves and some of the facts are astounding. One homeless person was a figure skater, one has a degree, another gave up her children to save them from a life on the street. Its truly thought provoking. Perhaps the first step to figuring out a solution to rampant homelessness is remembering that a homeless person is still a person.
Photo credits to Rethink Homelessness
Rarely do I watch a trailer and automatically know that I am going to pay the full admission price to go see that movie in theaters rather than waiting for it to come to Netflix. Guardians of the Galaxy had me with the familiar lyrics of Hooked on A Feeling. Marvel has made great movies. This one is no different. I knew nothing about the movie or the comic book series it was based of off when I first saw the trailer. However anything that rocks that many classic tunes has got to be doing something right, so off to the theater I went. In fact, the soundtrack is climbing the charts. With songs like Fooled Around and Fell in Love and Cherry Bomb this film is a trip down the lane of nostalgia. Instead of the dramatic action flicks that we are so used to seeing with a comic turned film, this rag tag group of heroes displays more humor and ingenuity than action scenes.
There are so many good things to talk about in this movie. Some have compared it to playing Dungeons and Dragons, which is sort of a fitting analogy. This group of friends, centered around the loveable, trouble making Peter Quill come together much like the group of heroes beginning a D&D adventure. Zoe Saldana does a great job as the tough and haunted Gamora. Chris Pratt, who I was not previously familiar with absolutely nailed the fun loving, but a little bit broken, Peter Quill. Though Groot is not a smooth talker like many of Vin Diesel’s other characters, he is still pretty awesome. Bradley Cooper voices the Rocket the Raccoon who has a penchant for blowing things up. Much like a D&D game where someone is added after the fact we get Drax the Destroyer played by David Bautista..
Much like the intense and complicated relationship between Thor and Loki, so is the relationship between Gamora and her adopted sister Nebula. Both are taken from their homes, both are trained assassins, and both are the adopted daughters of Thanos. I really hope that they explore the relationship further in future films. While Gamora is tired of all of the destruction, Nebula seems to be jaded against it. They have an intense relationship, but the sisterly love is still there. There are many complicated relationships in the film and we get to see different sides of all of our heroes and how they become Guardians. While it can be emotionally intense, it will also make you laugh and surprise you with the unexpected. I thoroughly enjoyed it and I hope you do as well.
A Whole New Crowd
Taryn grew up in a different world. Her boyfriend was a criminal. His older brother was part of a gang. They weren’t great people, but they were her family. Then everything changes when she’s sent to a new family in the neighboring town. New family. New friends. A new world. She’s elated. This is her chance for a new beginning, but secrets start being revealed and Taryn learns her new life has some ties to her old one, ties that she’s not happy about. Her new family might not have been the lucky break she thought she had.
Then he nodded. “Congratulations.”
“You earned their respect.”
I snorted. “I don’t care.”
“I know.” A smile teased at the corners of his lips. “They saw that too and because of that, they fear you now.”
Tijan started writing later in life, after she had already graduated college with a different direction in mind and a different degree under her belt. Hitting the brakes on that path, she taught herself how to write a good book and began posting at sites such as Fictionpress, along with Wattpad. After receiving such encouraging messages from readers, she self-published Fallen Crest High and has continued throughout the year. She continues to keep writing NA books!
Connect with the author:
HOSTED BY CRAZIES R US BOOK BLOG
It h as been another slightly weird week. I worked on several projects and even finished a few. Today, my friend Abbe and I are headed to Huntsville for Flying Monkey Arts. I’m kind of excited. The space is small but I have heard good things.
I got to deliver this piece to its owner!
I love making things and having them find a happy home.
I also finished working on this shelf this week
Its all purple and cute!
I managed to finish both of these pieces to take to Flying Monkey. The mountain piece came out a lot better than I expected. The “Shine on” piece is a slightly different take on a piece I actually sold a few months ago. This time I put more sun in the piece, and I painted the hoop yellow.
I also took a piece of fabric from the Salvation Army and made 4 curtain panel for my kitchen. It looks rather cheery. If my kitchen is ever super clean I will show you what they all look like together.
What are you working on?
I’ve got a few new habits. Probably primarily because I’m at sea with the changes of life. This feeling of chaos that ensues when all of life is different than it was two weeks ago. I’ve started spending 6-7am drinking coffee on my front porch and writing, or planning, or reading the news. I do this everyday that I’m home, which is most days. I wash my dishes before bed which is usually one coffee mug, one plate, one spoon, and one fork. I drink one glass of wine about every other night.
Probably the strangest habit I have developed is that I sand or paint furniture every night. I’ve developed an obsession with repainting everything. Plus I got some furniture that had seen better days and is now being repainted and therefore sanded down. I think it will make for awesome blog tutorials.
I went to Jack O Lantern Farms last weekend, and while we got rained out it was still fun. I’m doing a booth this weekend in a 6ft space which I’ve never done before. Today I’ve got to get all the wrinkles ironed out of the display. Number one life lesson, its better to sell with friends.
And ever thing moves slowly, but you can only eat an elephant one bite at a time.