The process of growing out a Maltese puppy’s hair is fraught with peril. Upon hearing this some of you may think I am exaggerating. If only I were a number of things would be different around the EE. I would spend a lot less time wrangling an energetic critter with doggie brushes, combs and grooming products. Ryan would not have needed to work a new line item into the family budget: Hedwig’s Grooming Expenses.
The easy out would be to shave most of Hedwig’s hair in a modified puppy cut for the rest of his life. We did that a few months ago because his first coat, as is often the case, was an absolute nightmare of matted, kinky hair. It was the right thing to do as now he is growing in thick, long hair destined to be a beautiful floor length coat. Today’s grooming session marked a first that is a big deal to approximately 3 people on this planet: enough hair to make 2 topknots! They aren’t long enough to fold over and paper, but he is getting there!
Those are the chocolate chip eyes that melt our souls!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Rylee & the Tale of Patient Remodeling
Eight year old boys are rarely known for their patience. Thirty-three year old mothers aren’t either. In the case of his bathroom here at the EE, Rylee has shown quite a bit of that much sought after character trait. I’ve learned a bit more about perseverance. Ravenclaw’s Quidditch team isn’t exactly a theme that lends itself to buying décor off the shelf. We still have details to attend to, however it’s actually becoming recognizable at this point!
To begin with, the walls are a matte navy blue and the trim is off white. The bathroom is roughly 5’ x 9’ and painting it such a dark color seemed to fly in the face of conventional wisdom. In fact, the space feels bigger and more, well, for lack of a better term, lush. The contrast between the navy and the off white trim/ceiling is high impact. Then we get to the floor, which seals the deal. Rylee picked out the gorgeous glass tiles which sparkle with tones ranging from pale gold to copper to bronze. The lighting stunk for a good picture and the above photo does not do it justice! Ryan did an awesome job laying the tiles. I painted and made a mess as usual. So, the stage is set. Now on to the décor!
The clear shower curtain liner was a fortunate find at Old Time Pottery. The gold circles being reminiscent of Quidditch hoops. The bronze panels and navy valance were sewn from heavy satin and are stationary. Lanterns are a must to get from the Quidditch Pitch to your common room after a long evening of practice, so the first of 2 is pictured here. It is actually hiding the bathroom spray. One of the players has left behind a jar of sweets from Honeydukes (gummy vitamins in a decorated Ball jar). Madam Pomfrey has sent along a tray of Pepperup Potion complete with doily and glass (mouthwash). The broom floating near the towel rack is soon to be christened with a name brand via Ryan's elegant script and a paint pen. The painting visible in the mirror is a close up of a Quaffle set to score on goal. Perhaps the painting moves?
To the left of the sink features a reproduction clock I’ve had for ages. Someone has flung their Hogwarts crest hat onto the top of the second lantern. A golden snitch that failed to be put away is resting behind the soap dispenser. The glass cylinder holds jewels designating Rylee's house points ($1 Store vase, clear and sapphire floral arranging stones). Another as yet unnamed broom is flying overhead. The painting visible in the mirror is of the famous Golden Snitch.
Still to come are a jersey, a shadowbox filled with memorabilia from the Quidditch World Cup, and assorted whimsies!
P.S. Does anyone know where I can find a frugal eagle door knocker?
I love a theme…
even when it is just cleaning products!
Lavender is the flavor of the moment. I particularly like the lavender vanilla blend which mellows it out a bit. You see, this type of cleaning binge happens when your house has been undergoing a major purge for the last few weeks. It is amazing to be able to close closet doors without resorting to prayers of protection. Come on, be honest, you know the ones I’m talking about. Those moments where your shoulder is against the door and your are praying nothing heavy falls off a shelf and onto your head. It can’t be just us. Right?
*chirp*chirp*chirp*
I really despise those crickets sometimes.
Any-who, wish us fair fortune as we find the fun in passing on goodies with some life left in them and tossing the rest!
P.S. Yes, I did in fact coordinate my purchase of $1 microfiber cleaning cloths to the scent/color of the cleaning products. Told you I like themes! Poor Ryan lives with this every day, y’all.
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