A Middy Cut

I have had one, yes ONE, good haircut in the 4 yrs since my friend and hairdresser moved out of state. One hairdresser I tried was halfway through cutting my hair when she confided she was legally blind. For REAL! I could not make this stuff up!
I asked another stylist for a bob and walked away with a sterotypical short "mom" hair style. I instantly looked ten yrs older and much less-cuter for my husband.
After that, I just trimmed the ends myself, avoiding trying to find a new stylist.
Below is my hairs a few days ago when my in-laws were in town. (They gifted me a Ninja blender - the thing is awesome!)




Well, my friend (and hairdresser) moved back to little 'ol upstate NY and since my favorite way to wear my hair is in sort of 1940's styles I sent her a diagram of a long Middy cut from the era. It looked like gibberish to me but she is brilliant and deciphered it and modernized it a bit so I can wash and wear it.

I've found that longer hair is so easy to care for and keep nice (than short hair, having had both lengths). My husband also prefers the more feminine looking-ness of length. My hairdresser had curled my hair but this little half updo took about two minutes with just a few bobby pins and keeps it out of my face all day. On busy days I quickly braid the rest of it into a side or back braid or a bun at the nape of my neck. Youtube has been a huge source of hair style inspiration for me. I don't consider doing my hair as vanity but see taking time to learn how to do my hair as a way to glorify God by looking presentable and look cute for my husband (and it just takes a few minutes, like I said).

Tea

A warm afternoon, tidying and primping the yard and porch.

A cool evening.

Tea with Sean, home from work.

Black for me, cream for him.

Boy Decor or The Boy's Room

I've been asked before about our children's bedrooms and since this is the neatest our boy's room gets (and I'm okay with that) I'll share some photos. If you take liberty to imagine k'nex, legos and playmobil's scattered around the floor, you'll get a more accurate picture of life in the boy's room. As a rule, toys stay out in the toy closet, but you know how it goes, a few always wander.

(Boy treasures. Wooden sailors and an old typewriter.)
First, our boy's bedroom began life as two teeny bedrooms in an addition on the back of our 1791 home. The room below has a tin ceiling so perhaps that gives a date. This is also the same addition that Sean found carpenter ants in, causing him to replace a fifty foot sill-plate. It is also a part of the house that was unheated when we purchased our home. We took out a crumbling chimney, loads of lathe and plaster and layers of wall paper, the wall between the two small bedrooms and one closet and were left with a nice space for the boys. Sean used tinted venetian plaster on the walls, painted the floors and when we were quoted $3,000 for someone to drywall the ceiling I went into frugal mode and hung bead board paneling and I love the way it looks.

(beadboard paneled ceilings and schoolhouse style fixtures.

I am amazed, absolutely amazed, that these have survived the boys. :)

This corner makes me smile because it is all our son's treasures hung by the boys on hooks that made up the interior of the closet we took out. I spy a bb gun, fishing bag, a string drying some mint leaves, an acrylic by Andrew, kite, bow and arrow, cow skull among the boy decor.

Vintage paint by numbers make my heart sing. Lucky for me, my boys think they are pretty awesome too.

On vacation, Andrew found this fishing net washed up on a remote beach. We hung it from a beam and Chase is showing off how it gets daily use.


Their beds are twin mattresses and one and a half pallets for a base and reflect their individual tastes. I love this. And yes. Yes we need to hang moulding around the new windows Sean put in. This is real life, not a magazine.

The OCD part of me wants to straighten the blind and re-take the photo below. But who has time for that?

Love my boys. Love their boy-room.