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Once upon a time, there was a table… It was handmade for a family of seven, and it was the little table that could. It could seat at least ten when you squished together a little. It could hold a ton of schoolbooks, all spread out. It could handle the mess of play-doh and paint. (They both make me cringe a little. Ain’t gonna lie.) It was my sweet, farmhouse table. But then I played musical rooms, and decided the dining room should be a living room (again.) The table traveled around a bit (literally,) and…
You’ve seen my hutch before, in other posts, and maybe on instagram (riggstownroad), but you’ve never been formally introduced. So… let me introduce you to my favorite piece of furniture. Don’t tell the others. 😉 She was always beautiful, but she recently got a makeover, and now she just shines. ; Two things I loved about this girl, were the storage part and the display part. The display part had a downside though. It limited the storage. I could only store things on those shelves if they were styled to my liking and coordinated with…
Fall is unofficially here.! Leaves have already started to fall in my yard, and the weather is absolutely perfect. I enjoy all the seasons, but fall is my favorite. I kicked it off with my favorite kind of project…the quick & low-to-no-cost kind. I made some pumpkins from cans, so I just haaaad to call them pumpcans. 😉 Join me over at Busy Mom’s Helper for all the details…
When you choose to be a one income family, for the sake of your family, you learn a lot about being thrifty. Fortunately for me, I can truthfully say that has always been my nature anyway. Practical. Thrifty. Boring. It’s true. One year, when I was 12, I gave my mother rubber gardening shoes for Christmas because the price was right, and it was so very, well…practical. I thought she could use some shoes. Then I accidentally told her what her gift was. I said I needed a box to wrap the shoes in. Then I…
My husband has known forever that I love old things, so he brings me home *treasures* when he finds them. He loves them, too, because they have a story. Right after Christmas, he brought me home this rustic rocker. 🙂 For those of you who liked that, I thought I’d share these… A while back, my husband was walking around where he grew up, and he saw something in the dirt. He unearthed a bunch of these old bottles, which were old Clorox bottles his grandma had used in the 1950’s. He brought them home…
