We’ve got #Shiplap!

My little reading nook.

I’m such a crazy fan of Joanna Gaines and her shiplap! I had to have some.

Unfortunately, I really don’t have an old farmhouse with shiplap hidden under some dated 1973 wood paneling.

So I made my oooooooooown! [Picture me singing this last word!!!]

Nope! My house was built in this millennia. I’ve got #sheetrock!

And one day, I will probably need to sell the place…some time in history when shiplap is no longer voguish. Therefore, I don’t want to nail up tongue-and-groove boards to my wall. And Lefty certainly doesn’t have time to make my shiplap dreams a reality.

No worries, I took my roller, white paint, and painted the walls white. Then I drew lines over the paint to look like the grooves in the boards. Finally, I used acrylic paint to do highlights and shadows.


What do you think??

I think I’m going to do a tutorial blog, so stay tuned!

My fake shiplap!



The Reboot — How to get Up and Going after an Illness


My rainbow reboot!

I contracted my first poison ivy rash near the beginning of June. Miserable, I went to the doctor and got a shot that eventually cleared it up but somehow caught a tummy bug the next week. By the time I was feeling better, I found another horrific rash on my legs that itched and hurt like poison ivy but it was much, much worse. I experienced extreme swelling and fever at the site. My doc again told me that it was some type of contact dermatitis. After the pain and itching went away, my tonsils started swelling and my throat became inflamed with tonsilitis. By that time, I felt like a truck had hit me. When I was a little better, I went outside just to pick a couple of tomatoes from my garden. And, you got it…I got that same horrible rash on my hands this time and had to have a shot and antibiotics.



The culprit: Virginia Creeper!


As you can guess, I was beginning to feel “learned helplessness” like Seligman’s dogs in his classical conditioning experiment.


Point is, I had become very discouraged. The house needed cleaning, my family had been eating out a lot during my infirmary, and I was deplete of positive energy.

I needed a complete reboot!

Just shut the whole system down, and start over.


Here are some things I learned about rebooting after a major setback:

1. Be patient. Regaining energy takes time. Be sure to give your mind and body time to rest so that it can heal. You definitely don’t want a relapse!

2. Be patient. It takes time to get back into the swing of things–the housework, grocery shopping, prepping meals. Patience helps to keep you from being overwhelmed by it all.

3. Be patient. Ease back into an exercise routine. I found that tai chi was a good way to do this because I can do it inside, and the stretches and movements are slow and easy.

4. Be thankful. In my case, I’ve been thankful that I don’t have a long-term illness and am usually very healthy.

5. Go! I began to feel alive again after getting out, being around people again, and being creative.

The reboot isn’t fast, but I’m thankful that it’s happening.

I’ve just got to avoid the Virginia Creeper.

“Jesus said, ‘Rise, take up your bed, and walk John 5:8.’”


This beautiful field of flowers makes me happy.



Be Bold — What Painting a Wall Taught Me about Going for what I want.

coffee_nook1It’s not such a bad color. I have told myself over the past year.

I think I can live with it…it’s kinda trendy.

And so I hedged. I spent a year trying to convince myself that the interior colors of my “new” house was okay. After all, repainting the thing would run into the thousands.

But deep down inside I knew the truth: the color of the walls was driving me nuts. I’ve had enough color theory classes to know that the serene blue had subtle green undertones, which did not match the golds, navy, and sienna of my furniture. When the sun hit the walls just right, all I could see was–well, office green.


So Saturday, I went to Lowes and came back with black chalkboard paint. After about 2 hours, an entire wall of my “coffee/reading nook” was a deeply satisfying black. No longer did my thrift-store-find sofa clash against the wall in terrible disharmony. Even my husband and daughter bragged on it, a couple of sloppy edges not-with-standing.

We had a great time drawing all over the wall.

Why had I not just gone for that look all along?

Sometimes our lives can be like that. I don’t know about you, but I can be awfully timid at times. When I should be going bold!!!

The Bible says in I Timothy 1:7 — For God has not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. That reminds me of when Peter stepped out of the boat to follow Jesus, who was walking on the water. Peter was doing fine until he looked down at the big waves dashing about him. Then he started to sink.

I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to give my timidity to Jesus, and now I’m not just talking about painting my literal house.

What about you? Do you have fears holding you back?