The past two weekends have been domestic bliss, I tell you. Without an ounce of sarcasm. We have stayed home, worked on the house, gone to church, caught up on movies, saw friends and enjoyed the glorious weekend sunshine-y weather. I literally couldn’t want anything more out of my weekends. Except a trip to Greece, I suppose.
Friday night, Scott and I went to one of our new local favorites, The Robinson Ale House. We followed it up, no lie, with a viewing of How to Train Your Dragon 2. If you ask me it was even better than the first one. And apparently, dragons are just big cats. Because Scott and I both kept laughing at the bizarre behavior similarities between the dragons and Prince.
Saturday was gloriously beautiful. We hit up an estate sale (two lamps for $1 a piece), drove to the ocean and came home and put our new (to us) weight set to use. Yes, that is right, I pumped some iron. First time since a brief, week-long stint in weight training class in high school. You know I promptly dropped that class in favor of aerobics. Do they still offer aerobics as a legitimate class these days? Anyways, I’m still sore. I would love to know why my elbows hurt.
And in the afternoon, Scott continued to build doorway headers as we slowly inch our way to a completed downstairs. I can’t wait to show pictures of the final product. Especially considering the amount of painstaking work that goes into making an old house level.
And I planted a vegetable garden! It’s success is doubtful, but I’m hoping to get some fresh veggies and a few gardening lessons out of it. Lesson 1: Stick to the list you go to the store with, which was informed by garden research. Don’t get fooled by the fact that they are selling brussels sprouts! Because you might come home to learn from Google that brussels are more of a fall crop and should not be planted in the heat. Well then. I planted spinach, mixed lettuce, cauliflower and the doomed brussels. And some marigolds, since they are apparently the garden equivalent of a bouncer and “keep pests away.”
At one point, Scott came outside to inform me that Prince had escaped the deck and was halfway under a bush. He pulled him out and then we saw a MOUSE run out from the bush! So basically, my fluff ball went hunting. Outside. Without any claws or real world know-how. And I lifted weights. Bizarre-o land for sure.
I also finished a small makeover/DIY project. Our house came with this massive (4′ x 5′) mirror.
So I used up some leftover Annie Sloan Antique White paint on the frame.
And voila – it’s hung in our entryway, bouncing around more light and filling the wall nicely. You can see that the sunny weather didn’t last past the weekend, but I’d rather have sunny weekends than work weeks anyways.