I'm so excited for the weekend. For one, it's Easter, which means tonight we will be coloring Easter Eggs. I will have a vision of a fabulous egg that I've designed free-hand without any fancy stencils or decals. I'll just use a crayon and old fashioned food coloring and vinegar, just like my mama taught me when I was a kid.
In my head, my egg is going to be fabulous, like one of Martha Stewart's creations:
Instead of my fabulous piece of art on an egg, I'll end up with a big melted mess from the crayon (I'm always too impatient to wait for the eggs to cool), dipped in a color. Then, I will become jealous because Jason's egg will look like something that belongs in an art gallery. I will take this opporunity to remind everyone that Jason originally went to school on scholarship for illustration before switching his major to Art History.
I am inspired by these coffee-dyed eggs from 504 Main though, so maybe there is hope for me this year.
Other than coloring Easter eggs, we will be looking at a new house! I'm not getting too excited because I have become quite picky in selecting a new home. For one, this house is NOT out in the country with a lot of land, so the whole idea of getting chickens is out of the question. However, this house is for sale by owner, and is coming HIGHLY recommended by Kelby. If you've been following my blog, you know how we feel about Kelby around here. He is never wrong, so when he suggested we look at it, we jumped at the opportunity.
The other reason we're not getting too excited is because this house is located in a pretty fancy schmancy area around here. Most of the homes are big and ornate, rich with intricate detail, old wood and brick. I am sure this is probably one of the smaller homes on the block and I'm sure we probably won't be able to afford it anyway! But, I am still super psyched about going to look at it.
My mother was a real estate agent when I was a kid and I always liked when she let me tag along so I could look at all the homes that were for sale. I am always thrilled to look at other people's houses, so the fact that this is on the agenda this weekend makes me happy.
Finally, we have come to a road block with the guest room renovation. The problem is that this room also serves as an office and I hate the way the computer and all of its accessories look. I considered getting an armoir of sorts to hide it, but have been unsuccessful in my search. Plus, the room is pretty small and I think adding any more large furniture would make it look crowded. We already have that crowded look going on in our bedroom, so I don't want to make the same mistake in the guest room.
My solution is one that Jason has been resisting, but honey . . . if you're reading this . . . it is happening this weekend. I want to turn the closet that is under the stairs of our Cape Cod home into a tiny little office. It already has a light and electricity in it and it's certainly big enough to fit a computer and printer. It would solve my dilemma about electronics and I am confident we can make it look nice.
I would take a picture of the closet, but it's really crowded with stuff and I'd be embarrassed for you, dear reader, to see my hoarding problem. I will post it on my before and after photos, I promise.
In the meantime, here are some closet-turned office pictures that will hopefully inspire!
Finally, I hope there might be time to go check out a store I just discovered here in town that sells recycled building materials, like claw-foot bathtubs, antique lighting etc. We didn't get to go treasure hunting last weekend, so I hope we can squeeze it in between looking at the house and taking Imani to a rock and mineral store that she's super excited about.
Sunday, we'll wake up to the happiness that the Easter bunny brings and head off to church. Imani asked last night how the Easter bunny is connected to the resurrection of Jesus Christ. Jason had some interesting answers, but I just smiled and asked her what she thought.
She said she wasn't sure but that the Easter bunny has to be real, right, even though it seems ridiculous?!