Once upon a time, we bought a house and loved the brick chimney, but didn’t love the duct work and chaseway that ran alongside. We ran through our options, and decided on the most difficult (of course)! We sourced old yellow (Chicago-style) brick for about two years off Craigslist at cheap or free prices. Then came the hard part – the cutting out of the old brick and tooth-ing in the salvaged brick to expand the chimney. Not for only one chimney – but for four different areas in the house! We had four areas to add brick:
the duct work in the dining room we wanted to cover
the plumbing (toilet) pipe on the opposite side of the dining room we wanted to cover
the chimney in the upstairs master that ran alongside a heating supply run duct
It turned out amazing and we are really happy with the results. The salvaged brick and new mortar isn’t a one-to-one match with the old stuff, but there is no way it would ever be…that chimney is over 100 years old! The expanded chimneys are such a unique architectural feature and really make the room unique, versus just cutting up some drywall to cover whatever pipes and duct work need covering. It makes the house look like there are more chimneys and although they’re not functional, they add texture, age and color to the rooms. I LOVE THEM! In the next house we fix up, it would be awesome to somehow include some old brick in every room. I wonder how Ross feels about that idea….
Taking out the corner pieces of the kitchen chimney so we could make it longer/wider
Longer/wider brick to cover the chaseway
Slow-going piecing one brick in at a time
Almost finished – just the top brick remaining, to reconcile with the ceiling
The finished kitchen chimney – looks like it was meant to be!
Before and after! I would never cook anything in the kitchen on the left…gross
We threw a baby shower for a gal in our book club and she loves the Minnesota Vikings so we chose a football slash Vikings theme. Everything was purple pride! It was more fun and creative than any other shower we’ve done, including a robot-theme baby shower which was super cute too. At first, it was tough to find football theme stuff, but after a few google searches and some trips around town, everyone found what they were looking for. Personally, I was frustrated trying to find Vikings-theme stuff for decor and food. I thought it would be relatively easy to find Vikings food flags but I looked everywhere and couldn’t find anything! Eventually, I just bought purple and gold glitter tape from Target and made my own. What a pain in the ass. But everything turned out beautifully. Have a look!
We set up a concession table with food and drinks…we had non-alcoholic (and alcohol) mimosas
We had a watermelon football helmet full of fruit (I got all the fruit at Aldi!)
I cut up my cinnamon coffee cake and used cupcake holders so they were easy to grab. These were my Vikings food flags that took way too long.
Glitter tape food flags…in theory, a great idea. Until you start cutting and assembling.
Football-shaped Chinese paper lanterns
Football vase centerpieces made out of beer bottles
Game prize bags made with craft paper – aren’t these the cutest?
The gift table. I made a diaper cake too, in record time (the night before!)
Diaper cake making in progress
Diaper cake almost complete
The guest of honor. We all wore Vikings jerseys or purple, of course!
I’ve been wanting to share this video because it is probably my favorite video of Julius to date. At his 18 month appointment, his pediatrician thought he wasn’t saying as many words as she would expect, and she suggested we might have him evaluated by a speech therapist. We were totally on board because neither of us even remember how many words George was saying at 18 months or how clear his speech was…turns out, Julius was speaking at about a one year-old level. His cognition is very high, above average for his age, actually, but he has expressive disorder or trouble expressing himself verbally.
I’m extremely happy with the results of speech therapy so far. I bring him twice per week for half hour sessions with a speech therapist. We are hoping he is caught up by my delivery date – he has made great progress so far. One of the things I didn’t realize was children who have trouble communicating have more tantrums. This was certainly the case with Julius…but we just thought that was his personality. He has given himself bloody noses from throwing himself around his crib, for example. Kind of a nutball, he is. But now that he can use his words, he does less flailing around and physical outbursts and whenever he is upset, instead of falling back on crying and screaming, we push him to use his words to explain what is wrong.
We’ve also had a few laughs as he’s learning. He’s starting to add ending sounds onto his words when before it was just one syllable. This week it was him learning the word “spider” but the best he can do is “spy-spy,” which is still better than previously, when he wouldn’t have even attempted the second syllable. Our favorite is his pronunciation of the phrase “blue fish,” which refers to Dori, of course.
So now whenever Ross and I are annoyed by something we say it’s a bunch of blue fish. This is why I love my kids…for bringing this kind of blue fish into our lives!
The weather has been so weird….umm climate change anyone? We had like 50 mph wind gusts the other night. I kept thinking of the deer hiding out in the woods for some reason! Also praying there were no humans out in that wind, of course.
I did a video tour back in November, which was very warm with temps almost to 70 degrees! Everyone was all “Yay, it’s summer again!” but I was just plain freaked out. Still am…how does it go from 70 to below freezing that quickly? Anyway, the video tour is bright and sunny (balmy) so that explains that. I’ve been meaning to post it for awhile!
Ross installing our fire detectors in the dining room
Walking into the downstairs bedroom which is right off the dining room
View from the downstairs bedroom into the dining room
Entry staircase we need to refinish and under-stair storage -we are storing brick there temporarily!
Kitchen – we have appliances and that’s about it!
The downstairs bathroom – can’t believe it is the same room as before…INCREDIBLE!
Downstairs living room (those are brand-new toilets in the boxes, ha!)
The upstairs bathroom is such a gem! I LOVE how it turned out…even better than in my head.
The sink-side of the upstairs bathroom with new frosted window
The upstairs hallway with refinished floors and new staircase window to let light in
The upstairs master is both my and Ross’ favorite room…it’s super cozy and we love the chimney
We stole some space from the bedroom for a large walk-in closet (not original to these old homes!)
We haven’t painted the second upstairs bedroom but I’m going to stage it like a nursery
This closet is original! And small! Perfect for a nursery.
As of today, I’m no longer stacking laundry baskets in the hallway. It’s one of those little things that piss off your spouse and you never really knew it. It’s good to figure out those little things about your spouse so you can change your quirks or habits early. Well, typically people find out about those things when they’re dating or newly married. Seven years in, we’re still finding out about each other. I love it though, because we make a huge joke out of it.
On our honeymoon in Fiji, I told Ross I was pretty sure the tide came in and out at the same time every day. Knowing I was wrong, he said “Oh, you know a lot about the tide?” So now, whenever I’m talking out of my ass he says, “You know a lot about the tide?” and it makes us both laugh. Or sometimes, we just get all grumbly mumbly when we disagree…like on where laundry baskets should be kept!
Ross:”Why do you always put the laundry baskets in the hallway? There’s plenty of room in the laundry room.”
Me:”I don’t really know. I guess I just got in the habit of stacking them in the hallway.”
Ross.”What? Oh, I just said I love you.” –lands a big kiss on me–
This was our flight to Fiji (yep my hair was almost black here). This was the newlywed aisle and we all got free champagne! I heart Southwest.
Don’t eat Spanish mackerel. No matter what the locals tell you. Just don’t.
Poolside at our house in Savusavu…dreamy!
For a few years there, my dermatologist scared me away from the sun. I’ve since recovered, with a normal level of caution regarding overexposure, but was slathered in sunscreen the first few years of our marriage. 😉
I’m way overdue posting about George’s 4th Birthday, but it was great weather and we went to the greenhouse again like last year. The greenhouse is quickly becoming a tradition because they have so many fun things for kids to do and it’s a beautiful time of year to be outside.
George and his girlfriends in the gazebo at the greenhouse
I love the boy George is becoming. He loves being around other kids – boys and girls equally. When we were trick-or-treating, he ran up to a little girl dressed like a princess and said “Wow – I really love your costume; it’s so pretty!” My heart just melted because of the sweetness…!
George and his friends riding on the train (Julius didn’t want to go!)
We bought a PJ Masks birthday cake edible frosting top on Amazon for like $9 but it ended up being kind of a fail because it needed to chill overnight even though the directions said 3 hours. It was still kind of sticky and tacky so I was pissed. I’d totally try it again but it’s going in the freezer for an entire day and night before the party next time. I managed to salvage the characters off it and the cake still looked decent – just not as nice as if the entire cake top was intact. Ross laughs at me because I always try crazy shit to save money and it usually bites me in the ass. It either takes more time than is worth the savings or it’s just a total fail. It makes for good stories though. One time we bought a shower curtain at a dollar store and put it up and it was as thin as saran wrap…no lie. It wrapped around your legs instead of actually staying put because it was so thin!
We invited George’s friends from preschool
I know George enjoyed his party, and that’s all that matters. He didn’t know the difference with the cake and I think as parents we put too much pressure on ourselves. All he cared about was the fact everyone was there to celebrate with him. ♥
When the kids went stir-crazy they could go on the playground equipment
We had a blast last night carving pumpkins. To put Ross in a chipper mood, I turned on Pandora “Hello I Love You (Doors)” Mix – that’s actually our song ♥ and it brought back a lot of memories! It got me feeling pretty good too. George picked out a pumpkin bigger than himself (of course) and Dad agreed to carve it, so we went with it, and even carved a spooky face on it.
We had a little more fun with Julius’ pumpkin because we got to decide the design for him, so we did Lady Liberty! Because #landofthefreehomeofthebrave. We even showed George pictures of the Statue of Liberty and did a brief history lesson because he wasn’t sure what it was. We had way more fun than previous years – George still doesn’t like to get his hands gooey but we hope that will change soon. Julius is all about the goo – but he was absolutely terrified of George’s spooky pumpkin – mommy had to hold him to calm him down because he was not sure what we were up to exactly. Also, the pics are really dark but it was actually dark when we took the photos, so yeah. Happy Halloween from our fam….!
Daddy and Georgie carving his monster pumpkin
Gooey hands and silly faces!
George and Daddy with the masterpiece
Calming down baby Julius (yes, I’m wearing Ross’s boxers because ‘dat baby belly)
Every once in awhile we let George play “Go Go Thomas” on our iphones (it’s a racing game) if we need to distract him to clip his toenails or something. I love how he tries to repeat and understand what we’re saying even if he’s not really sure what we’re talking about:
I hardly ever question anything Ross is doing over at the house, but I did poke a few inquiries his way about his plans for outside. It was pretty innocent questioning because one time I tried to talk to him about when we should lay grass seed and his answer was pretty much “Don’t ask me about GRASS SEED right now.” So I just asked him…”Now that the inside is so nice…have you thought about the outside of the house at all?” And we honestly didn’t discuss it much, outside of the obvious fact that the garage needed a floor, and Ross insisted the front steps needed to be straighter and the front driveway should be redone due to bad cracking.
Of course, being a chick, I pinned a bunch of cool walkways and outdoor patios that I liked on Pinterest, and when we were in bed he would glance over at the iPad and ask if that was the look that I liked. It worked out great, because that is exactly the look we achieved with the walkways at the house and I didn’t even have to stick my nose in it! The driveways are kind of boring to me personally but those are worth a post too. Have a look!
Our new front driveway spans all the way to the back patio so you can park on the side of the house and go in the back door
New garage driveway
Future walking path from the house to the garage
Making the pattern on the concrete walkway with a stencil
The epitome of my relationship with my mother is her trying to make me just like her. Maybe this is what all moms do to their daughters (cringe!). Sons seem to want to be just like their dads, while it seems like daughters usually do the opposite of whatever their mom wants.
She always wanted me to become a librarian, so I’ve always done just about anything I had to do never to become a librarian. Bah. Joke’s on her. One of our recent conversations sticks out and made me laugh today (as it does many days) so I had to share:
My mom: “I can’t believe you wear those ridiculous tennis shoes. Those provide absolutely no support for your feet.”
Me:”Mom, these are Vans, which are unisex, so they have a wider toe box which are typically only found in men’s shoes, and they don’t cramp your toes like women’s shoes. Plus, I can wear my insoles with these.”
My mom:”Oh, I’m so thankful that you wear insoles. They are the absolute best thing for your feet. You don’t even know how happy I am to hear that you wear insoles.”
She’s hilariously bipolar. And has no idea about shoes.