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Call Me Martha.

In the over 28 years she has parented me, my mother has “generously” passed down a few of her traits for me to adopt as my own.  These include things like a biting wit, an eagerness to people please, and perfectionist tendencies or ‘an all or nothing’ like attitude.

What she chose to keep all to herself were things like her ability in the kitchen, her bright green thumb, and most importantly…her incredible creativity.

I’ve long come to accept the fact that I DID NOT inherit my mothers aptitude for making and creating things.  I realize fully that I am not a ‘do it yourself’ creative type and when it comes to crafts it needs to basically be dummy proof before I’ll even think about attempting it.  Lucky for me I found such a craft on Pinterest and decided to be brave and set out on an adventure to the foreign lands of Michael’s craft store.

The craft that I chose I found on the Martha Steward Pinterest board.  Usually I avoid all things Martha because her projects always seems to involve investing a small fortune in obscure craft tools and ‘craft necessities’ to make them look like her staff she does.  It’s a bunch of bullshit if you ask me.  It might be brilliantly marketed bullshit that has made her filthy rich, but bullshit nonetheless.

Anyway, this little project appeared different.  This one appeared dummy proof AND pretty reasonable.  So I ventured out to the suburbs and the local Michaels craft superstore extravaganza to gather my supplies.

They include:

-Spray Paint (your choice of color, but the metallic is much prettier than matte finish)

-Matching Glitter (if you choose, which let’s face it, one always should choose glitter)

-A Paintbrush

-Glue (a crafting necessity apparently)

-Pumpkins

Yep.  That’s right.  This is a Halloween craft.  The tackiest of all crafty holidays besides every other tacky crafty holiday.

Except this craft is not only dummy proof but sort of elegant and pretty too.

Now…this involves spray paint so you’re going to want to secure a spacious area with good ventilation.  I recommend the great outdoors.

Arm yourself with rubber gloves because spray paint DOES NOT simply wash off your hands. I know this because of trial and error.  And because I had to get my rings professionally cleaned after one pumpkin attempt.

I told you I wasn’t a crafter.

Now here comes the only part tricky part.  You spray paint the pumpkins.

All the way around, every visible surface, even the stem, then let them dry.

I know…it’s a lot to ask…but don’t give up now though because we’re almost done!

After you’ve finished the grueling task of spray painting tiny pumpkins, you’re going to take your paintbrush and with the touch that only Martha could teach you, apply a layer of glue to several of the pumpkins.  Now you will lightly dust the glue coated pumpkins with an ethereal amount of delicate glitter.

You just glitter the pumpkins…ok?  This isn’t rocket science.  Although from the outside looking in my process was probably NOT the one of least resistance.  I did use a makeup brush after all.

TADA!

They’re gorgeous.  Especially when they get hit by a little candlelight.

I chose to only glitter 2 of the 8 pumpkins I painted.  A little glitter goes a long way.  My mom didn’t gift me her creative crafting skill, but at least she taught me that much.

The remainder I kept only painted with two coats of spray paint.  They really are super easy to make and quite pretty.  I’ve got them staggered throughout the house and they make it ‘holiday festive’ without having orange everywhere.

This concludes my craft lesson for the year.  I hope you all learned something new here, even if it’s that I’m pretty creatively challenged.

In spirit of the season, here are some additional holiday decor views from around our house.  Happy Halloween!!

Weekend Recap Part Deux

*Updated after a spell check.  Amateur hour around here.

I just booked two flights in two days…both to Minnesota.  I just got back from Minne two days ago.   If that doesn’t explain my love affair with that state than I don’t know what will.

Continuing on with recapping our crazy fun 4th of July week this post will consist of mostly photos.

All week we were hesitant to allow anyone on the boat that refused to do some sort of wake trickery including but not limited to skiing, wake surfing, wake boarding or tubing.  Several people got away with simply jumping off the back of the boat into the lake (mom) but most of us strapped on a life jacket and gave it the old college try.

Long story short, here are a bunch of pics of us doing insanely athletic and olympian caliber tricks behind the boat.

Here’s my truest example:

Olympian if I’ve ever seen one.

Here are some more stellar performances.Gifted and talented, every single one of us.  : )

I kid because I love.  Actually, everyone that tried did pretty well.  However, the only reason I was allowed to maniacally photograph everyone putting themselves on the line was because I promised them I would make them look cool.

Here’s me making good on my promise.

You can trust it was pretty difficult to turn the above talent level into bad asses like this:

I used some cheesy filters on me to make me look EXTRA awesome…didn’t really work as it turns out.

I did my best Ty : )
See ya tomorrow!

Weekend Recap (the best kind)

Memorial Day weekend at Pelican Lake 2012!

Several weeks ago when Jon and I realized we hadn’t been home in almost six months, we looked for and found some perfect flights for the weekend over Memorial Day.  We don’t typically go home to the lake that early in the year (brrrrr) but he was beginning to see how homesick I was getting and we had high hopes for the weather.

Minnesota, like Colorado, had an incredibly mild winter so we decided we would take the risk.  He told me we would wait and see what the weather did and if it looked nasty we’d cancel our flights and re-use the fares at a later time.  I told him he could enjoy a nice weekend alone in Denver because I was going even if I had to walk.

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out who won that battle and last Thursday we packed all of our winter/spring/summer clothes as we prepared to visit Minnesota, no matter the weather.

What I realized about Memorial weekend is that there are many things that need to get done with it being the ‘first’ main weekend at the lakes.  Luckily for us we got there early on Friday and the weather was average so we didn’t feel so bad dedicating our time to getting everything all set up!

One of the main things to be done was to move the boat lifts out further from shore due to the water being so low this spring.  Have to have lifts in order to have boats!  All the boys were thrilled to jump into the lake for some manual labor.

A shot and a beer to numb the pain : )

Slingin’ some boulders before moving the lift.  You know, normal stuff.

Nice job looking on the bright side!

Way to use team work!

Excellent use of the ‘if looks could kill’ face!

Great delegating!

Way to try and look busy!

Nice job looking warm, dry and happy!

They eventually got it moved, grabbed the rest of the Jameson and hit the sauna.

When the weather is sunny and beautiful at the cabin, life is simple.  Boats, beer, sand bar, tubing and skiing.  On. The. Lake.  At all times.

When it’s significantly chillier, cloudy, rainy and windy – it’s time to get creative.  Apparently our version of creativity is competing with one another.

Heidi and I had a ‘who can find the largest stick’ contest.

Livi and I raced everywhere we went.

Chad and Megan whooped our butts and took all our money at a dice game.

There was a shooting contest, dirt bike races, a beer pong contest, and a Zorbaz dance off.

I don’t have photo’s of all of them (lucky you) but here are a few (50).Larson for the win!

And now…onto the MAIN EVENT!

Jon, read us the rules…

“All ages can play, 21 and up can/must drink beer, may the best man win.”

Due to the delicate nature of having minors playing, we had only water in the cups and those of us legal held our own beers separately.  This game was more for sport than it was drinking.  I can’t say the same of the other more ‘late night’ games.

Yes, I realize he doesn’t look legal.  Sadly, that just means we’re old and don’t know what 21 looks like anymore.

Jon and I made it a couple rounds…nothing to sneeze at.

A Brandt, Kinkade and Hendrickson.  Family : )

Ty’s got a lot at stake for at this point he’s on the verge of losing to his 13 year old little brother!

The eventual 2nd place team!The 13 year old “Beer Pong Champ” aka “Juice Box Champ”  Beginners luck some say but I credit it to his wicked victory dance skills — the T-rex.

It was a rainy Saturday, but we made the most of it.  I was so happy ‘my side’ of the family came out.  My parents were actually celebrating their 28th wedding anniversary that day!Please pardon the lovely garage decor.

Two of my brothers had to work : (  Luckily Greyson still made it out!

Along with my family came Miss Livi of course and she LOVES all the action at that lake.  She was certainly a busy girl this weekend.

Let’s play ‘Two Words’ for these upcoming random shots shall we?

Tooth Less

Crystal ClearEvery NightAirplane Ride

Airplane Ride?Sisterly LoveSisterly love?

Tiny Babies
Doing WorkVery ScientificMama BearParty StartersDock ViewGood Boy
No ThanksSpeed DemonGathering PlaceJungle Gym?Manly MenCousin CooporationLake CeilingOnly ColePure HappinessNew BabyPelican Lake

Goof BallSir SamuelLittle RascalBush BudsBest InventionFamily Overload?Lake FoodQuietly ContentThe following are some photo’s I took of Livi in the most beautiful evening light imaginable.

This was Jon and my first trip back to the cabin as ‘married people’.

I guess I hadn’t really thought about it beforehand.

I didn’t really think about it right when we got there either.

But slowly, throughout the weekend, I began to realize that this is my family.  All the people in all the photos above.

I started spending time at the Hendrickson cabin when I was 19.  Afraid to get out of the car and see this boy who I had met and meet his family.  T.J. was around 7 years old.  Livi hadn’t even been born yet.

I’ve been coming to the cabin every year for almost 10 years (yikes!).

Now I’m family.  It does feel different.  It feels really good actually.  Jon and I met and fell in love there and I feel very fortunate that we get to return at least once a year and be reminded of that and of those feelings.  It’s the best part of being there…being there with him.  It’s like a recharge for us and our relationship and now marriage.  I love it there, I always have, and just like every time before it was a weekend and time very very well spent.

Green House

Spring is in full swing around here and I want to buy every flower/plant I see.  Since that would make me a crazy person, I settled for three (unintentional rhyme).

-from the perfect petal in the highlands-

-tiny terrarium from a french boutique in boulder-

-fake/made with love by crate and barrel-

Tricky Combinations.

Holy blogging hiatus.

I’m not sure what to blame it on other than I’ve been working a lot lately and we’ve just been incredibly busy with things too boring for public knowledge.  Most of these boring things revolve around being newly married i.e. joint taxes, joint savings etc.  Our lives have been changing a lot in the last couple of months and depending on the day I’m either incredibly grateful and excited about it or a little bit scared and nervous.  Marriage is pretty amazing but be warned that it will absolutely catapult you into lots of little changes – ready or not.  Luckily I’m a believer that change is usually good…but that doesn’t mean it’s always easy.

In a new marriage the ‘combining’ of two lives can be tricky and a little uncomfortable here and there.  I like to think that the uncomfortableness means we’re doing something right.  It means we’re putting everything out there and dealing with it rather than ignoring the tough stuff and keeping to our more comfortable and separate ways.  Thankfully it’s not all been tough stuff.  As a matter of fact some of it’s been pretty fun.

One of the more fun and exciting changes keeping us busy lately that will eventually become worthy of public viewing has been the purchase of new bedroom furniture.  ‘Grown up’ furniture as I’ve been calling it.  Remember this?  Well the embarrassment FINALLY took it’s toll and we snapped into action.  This past weekend Room & Board delivered our beautiful new bed, dresser and side table to compliment our new mattress and bedding.  The room is still completely empty aside from those three pieces but it’s already such a transformation.  I’m working on choosing some art, another (hopefully antique-esque) side table and adding the finishing touches.  Photos will come at that time.

You might be thinking: “Ali, let’s be real.  Two lovely young men from the furniture store delivered, hauled up and assembled your furniture for you.  How exactly does this make you busy?”

Fair question.  I’ll explain in a long winded rant.

The delivery of the large dresser has created a lot of flexibility in terms of storage.  Jon and I live in a condo in the city, and while fairly spacious for two people, storage is hard to come by.  Our guest bedroom has up to this point served as my closet with everything getting shoved into random spaces when people stay with us.  When people are here, I have to get ‘my stuff’ out of ‘their room’ every morning and I always feel like i’m intruding.  Plus there’s really no place for them to put their things since I’m occupying the closet and dresser for myself.  So rude, right?

What I’ve been trying to accomplish is the combining of Jon’s and my things into one room, one closet, and one bathroom.  This in turn will open the second room, closet and bathroom for our guests to enjoy..with no interruptions.  Along with being my closet, the guest room has also housed random pieces of furniture that we have no other space for like a chest from Jon’s childhood, an old target bought dresser, and a ‘from college free if you want to come get it’ papasan chair.  This room has been almost as big of a disaster as our room was.  Almost.  I’ve been working on rectifying that situation since Saturday and was totally unprepared for what an undertaking it’s turned out to be.

It actually felt like a mathematical equation that took a bit of time to figure out.  There has been a lot of frustration, starting over and extreme organization.  It’s taken some letting go of things, routines, and ‘the way things were’ by both of us.  It’s also been comical at times, particularly early in the morning when Jon is wandering around in just his socks and underwear complaining that he ‘can’t find anything in here’.

As of this morning, all of our things have successfully been combined into our room, our closet, and our bathroom.  I’ve labeled drawers with post it notes until we adjust.  It’ll be interesting to see how long the meticulous organization lasts (thank goodness for the container store) but for now it feels and looks pretty good.  We’ve created a new system that we share equally, which in turn will create a better space for our many guests.

It’s been cathartic to see the light at the end of the tunnel in setting up and combining our rooms in our home like this.  Granted we’ve still got a little ways to go, but progress has definitely been made.  It helped tremendously that Jon put all his trust in me and let me do my thing.  He knows that I’m better at things like this than he is and not only does he support me doing it on my own, but he’s relieved that I can.  It’s been a surprisingly good lesson for me.  To give up some of the control in areas that you aren’t very good at, let the other person flourish at the things they’re better at, and then enjoy the benefits together.

Jon and I have always been very different…held different things at different levels of importance.  I’ve always thought that was what made us work.  I was telling my friend Ashley the other day that sometimes he annoys the shit outta me with his nonsense and then the next minute, when I pull the stick out of my ass, I find myself curled up in non stop laughter with my best friend.  We challenge each other, make each other laugh like nobody else can (except maybe Ashley) and truly respect and love each other.  At the end of the day I would always bet on us.

Who knew that redecorating a bedroom would have such enlightening effects on me?  It’s shown me that even though it can be frustrating and confusing, combining lives…changing to accommodate the other person…even if it feels scary at times, can work, can make life better, and in the end can be 100% rewarding.