I Saw the Signs

One thing about me is that as an adult, I like Ace of Base.  What are you going to do about it?  I also like wooden signs.

Now, another thing about Eddy and I is that we've read more than our fair share of Victorian novels and we love when people name their houses, so we decided to do it too. We named our current house Maplebrook because of the Japanese maples growing here and because of the "brook" in "Westbrook." We've been going back and forth about how to declare to any weirdo walking by that we have named our house, and when we had a few planks of leftover pallet wood from the new pallet wall in our basement I figured I'd make a sign or two.

I did a pattern transfer using pencil lead and then hand painted the lettering.

Eddy hung it for me because even though I'm a lady who knows her way around a power tool, we wanted to pick the perfect spot on the porch together.

The second sign I made is more of a functional piece. As part of our ongoing basement renovation, we wanted a new and improved entryway organizer by the door leading to the garage. I also wanted a Tolkien thing.

I used the same transfer method as before.

Then I tested some paints we had around that match the new wallpaper we've chosen for the basement.

And I got busy painting!

Finally, I mounted it near our garage door and now we're ready to pile our stuff around in a more organized fashion.

Float Scam

We recently went to Lincoln City over a weekend mathematically calculated to have the highest probability of finding one of the hidden glass floats distributed along the beaches as part of the Finders Keepers art project.

We began the weekend all lovey and optimistic.

Let me spare you the suspense.  We did not find any floats despite the fact that we braved hours of inclement weather (IT HAILED ON US!) and spent many, many hours combing the beach.  This is why we now refer to Lincoln City simply as "Float Scam." But I digress.  Despite the fact that we were a bit too obsessive for our own good, we actually had a lovely weekend.

We soaked up some sunshine.  But, you know, through our clothes because it's cold at the coast this time of year.

We ended the weekend looking, well, not too much worse for the wear.

But still. Float scam.