Before I blogged the term “Bee in my bonnet” was a term Ashleigh and I used when we had some crazy idea up our sleeves.
Like the time I was 7 months pregnant and decided I wanted to drive from California to Utah for one day for the sole purpose of shopping at Taipan. I knew fundamentally that it was not normal. But my hubby wasn’t about to mess with the crazy prego wife. Then, I talked my sister and my friend Katie into joining the insanity. While we were there I had a ‘bee in my bonnet” that I could fit a table in the back of my Honda Odyssey. You know those things have got some serious trunk space. I was insisting it would fit while Katie and Ashleigh looked at me shaking their heads and saying pregnancy hormones had addled my space perception.
Those of you close to Taipan cross your heart that you will never take it for granted again.
Anyway….. before I blogged, I decorated my kids’ rooms.
And only took one picture!
With my kids in the picture!
Wearing some questionable outfits.
Don’t worry, I’ve already sued myself multiple times about this. In my defense, do you remember film? My budget was to buy and develop one roll a month. That’s 24 pictures a month. The olden days were so sad.
Then I decorated my kid’ bedrooms and the only people that got to see them were my friends that I dragged into my house and my scrapbook layout.
Now the pressure is on. This is blog world baby. I have to think of some clever way to decorate or DIY if I want to even think about putting it on the blog.
First I thought it was cool enough to sand and paint something, like my hot pink headboard
But now, the blog world has stepped up their game and I have to think about taking pictures along the way for an in depth tutorial if it is to be deemed blog-worthy.
Then we were in Crafting With the Stars and Ashleigh and I tackled this Skateboarder insanity.
With the Denim and Flannel Quilt tutorial
Will you ever appreciate the paint fumes, hours at the sewing machine and trips to Michaels I have endured to make all of your dreams of a perfect bedroom come true?
If not, you will be redirected to the blog until you do appreciate it!
K thanks, Mom