Two Little Birds, Sitting on a Cake, K.I.S.S.I.N.G

When we first got engaged I was going to hand make everything. Then I came to my senses. Even Primrose was clearly unimpressed with my original idea. It was seriously going to cut into her play time. Not. Happening.

So when it came to the cake I was going to buy the topper. I really was, promise. Thanks to Mr. A’s awesome-super-spectacular sister and brother-in-law over at Mason Street, we are receiving a particularly delicious home made simple carrot and chocolate cake.  After perusing Etsy for the perfect cake topper, and a multitude of other sites, I re-evaluated and decided I had to make my own. Not only were the unique ones I loved incredibly expensive but my heart and head kept saying “but I can maaakkee that”.

When both your head and heart and everything in you agrees – listen to it.

I started sketching ideas out. For whatever reason I kept being drawn to birds. Simple, sweet &  little humorous birds. We live in a relatively country area and since we love hearing them in the spring it just seemed to fit. Okay, let’s keep it real. Birds are way easier to make than people and dogs and all that jazz, but if anyone asks it’s totally because we live in the country and love birds. Ahem.

With the plethora of reclaimed wood we have, paints, a simple scroll saw Mr. A got me for Christmas that I luh-hove, I knew this would work. I chose my sketch, transfered it freehand onto the wood and went to work. In about 5 minutes I had them cut out. Next I painted them. Finally, we were going to dowel them, but decided to rest them right on the cake instead. As our cake is going to be so perfectly basic, I didn’t even paint wings on this pair – I wanted to keep them super super whimsical and simple.

Check out these little cuties.

Poor Winnie, she was bred to be a hunting dog, and this is what she gets. I owe her one, big time.

Happy Trying Not To Craft,


The Earth Day Door Yard

Since today is Earth Day, I decided I should give you a tour of our door yard.

When we first bought our house it had a lot of potential. By potential I mean it wasn’t taken care of. There was stuff everywhere and the grass was approximately 6 feet high in spots – I wish I was exaggerating. So when we moved in, the first things we did were to clear up the junk, and bushhog the grass (and to find out there were a ton of rocks throughout our yard). 3 1/2 years later we still have eons of landscaping to go but things look drastically different. I promise the photos below are actually of the same yard.

If your facing the house, this is the back yard to the left from the side of the house. Story with the hole below (where the collapsed deck is): the previous owners had an above ground pool they sunk three feet into the ground. It was collapsed when we moved in. So once we pulled it out with the truck and a chain we were left with a giant hole. It will eventually be filled in, but for now it serves great as a bonfire pit for all the brush and wood we find and aren’t able to reuse. I also rolled my car down the hill one day into that hole. Not on purpose of course, and Mr.A couldn’t figure out why I was driving on the lawn…until it hit the hole and he realized I wasn’t in the car. Nope, I threw the e-brake on to put some bottles in my car into the recycling and away it rolled. Hilarious now – not so hilarious then. My neighbors immortalized the moment by putting it in the annual Christmas calendar they make us every year. I’ll never live it down.


When Burgers Don’t Help, Craft.

I had one of those headaches today. You know, the kind that sit there on the verge of migraine but never quite make it. They are the equivalent of a kid playing the “I’m not touching you” game. The one where they sit there and pretend not to touch you from like an inch away. The one that drives you absolutely nuts and you wish they would either just poke you already or go away.

That kind of headache. Only really, you always just wish it would go away.

So on the way home from work with Mr.A tonight, who also had a headache, I proclaimed I required a burger and fries from our favorite summer-time drive-in to fix a craving and a headache. He realized I was in my “this is going to happen” mode so we went home, picked up the dogs, and headed out in search of deliciousness.  As delicious and wonderful as it was for my craving – it did not fix my headache. Neither did exercise. Neither did laying in the dark. So I said “oh screw it”, got up and decided crafting a vintage suit-case bunting banner  for our wedding might do the trick.


Chorizo, Tomato, Arugula, Penne + Piave Vecchio Salad

Lately I’ve been craving meat, so when my friend Cait over at The Patriotic Baker recently posted her version of a Cooks Illustrated recipe for Penne with Arugula, Chorizo and Romano, I was sucked in. It looked delicious. Of course, in my own fashion – I couldn’t leave it alone. Romano? Nope. (more…)