After what seemed like an interminable week at work last week, where I hurtled along at about 200 kilometres per hour, I was determined on the weekend to do only things that fit one of three criteria. Everything I did had to be either fun, exciting or it had to make me happy.
I started my weekend by leaving work 15 minutes early so I could get to the post office to get a parcel that was waiting.
You can call it ridiculous that a woman of my age gets excited about Hershey's syrup. I don't care. It's the simple things that make life worth living and Hershey's is one of them. That and the sweet and sour mix that also came in the same box so I can make cocktails...
This is a Fruity Toad and while it may look like watered down wee it was actually really good...I think Sweet and Sour mix has magical properties....
I made some red velvet cupcakes
I pottered around doing some sewing when I felt like it. These two blocks are destined to head off to Little Island Quilting to be made into quilts for Mexican street kids. It doesn't take long to whack a couple of blocks together. Check out the post here if you want to know more or you want to help out.
I dreamed of new projects and as soon as I finish the Seville Quilt I've decided I'm starting this one. I even raced out to buy the paper templates so I cant chicken out.
|This beautiful quilt was made by Hilda at Every Stitch. I was so inspired!|
We moved forward on the guest room re-do. I have officially vowed never to paint the walls dark colours ever again. It took 4 coats of white to cover up the previous colour. But it's done and while I'm freaking right out about having such pale walls I think it'll all come together and look fabulous in the end...
Before and After...
New (to me ) furniture has arrived, and re-painting and re-purposing has begun.
Vile stool before (this was seriously one of the worst upholstering jobs I've ever seen )
After shot of the same stool once I'd had my way with it.
And the piece de resistance - an antique dressing table which Mr. P has the pleasure of re-painting (in pretty much the same colour it is now- but it'll look fabulous with a new coat or two of paint)
I pottered about in the kitchen...or sent Mr. P out to forage for food, and dint fuss about calories.
And all in all I just did what made me happy. It was the perfect way to spend a long weekend. I think this is how weekends are meant to be.