United We Stand

impossibilities    noun   pl.

1.  the quality or state of being impossible

2.  something impossible 

But then again, everyone has their own definition of “impossibilities.” 

For example, some might consider turning this:

into this….

…..an “Impossibility.”

Others might define….

….turning this….

…into this as an “Impossibility.”

Still others might define it as….

….turning this…..….into this.

But not me.

Nope

No way.

You see my fine blogging friend…..

I define “Impossibility” as….

photo credit:  cooking for seven

….turning this….

photo credit:  cooking for seven

….into this.

Okay….maybe not grinding the wheat (I got a little carried away)….

….but you get the general idea.

Baking homemade bread…..that is my definition of “Impossibility.”

You see….I have never baked bread before. 

Full disclosure:  And I have never made pork chops or lasagna or chicken and dumplings or coleslaw or ….you get the idea.  I’ll stop while I gather up the few shreds of dignity I have left.

I can paint in my sleep, glitter until the cows come home and build and create with my eyes closed…..

….but the thought of baking or cooking or chopping or dicing or frying usually overwhelms me.

But not today.

Not here.

Not now.

Today…..

             ….today I scoff at impossibility.

I am really to go forth into this great big wide world of ours and conquer the fear of the unknown.

Why?

Because of you.  Because we are all in this together.  United we stand and all that good stuff. 

Oh….and I have a 100% guaranteed successful no-fail bread recipe from Revisionary Life.  It’s actually called “No Fail Bread” recipe.

It’s going to be good.  I’m thinking positively.

I’ve made a little progress…..I mean….I got the recipe, didn’t I.

For a little more progress and inspiration here’s what the blogger support group has been up to:

Karah is making great strides (check out her speck)!

Kelly is in the process of conquering her basement (check out her AWESOME before pictures)!

Linda is choosing her paint color (check out the other updates she posted)!

Stacey has some great fabric selections for her purse!

and Andrea is building her shelves!

Now in the spirit of “united we stand,” here are a few incredible bloggers who have taken the challenge:

Oakview Cottage

Three Sweet Peas

Buffalo Roam

Common Ground

Maxwell House Interiors

Take a moment to stop by and encourage them as they work on their own definition of “Impossibility.”

PS  If this is your first visit and you want to know more about this exciting, scintillating, thrilling challenge click here.

PSS  If you are not sure what scintillating means click here.

PSSS  If you are worn out from hearing about the impossibilities challenge and you just need a good laugh click here.


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Call Me

The president of my fan club lives at my house.

Actually, I think she is the president, vice president, secretary and treasurer all rolled into one.

She is a fashionista, an artist, a cheerleader and could give advertising executive, Donny Deutsch a run for his money.

She never misses a post.

The other day she came running into the laundry room, bursting with excitement.  I guess she and the other members of the fan club had been in negotiations.

“Mom….what if a celebrity looks at your blog?”

Now, before we proceed….I feel it is imperative to let you know that my current readership consists of my mom, my sister and a few people who have googled “tiny little pantry.” 

But, hey, who am I to dampen the hefty expectations of my fan club?

So I replied, “Wow!  What if they did?”

It didn’t stop there. 

She continued, “Mom.  What if more and more and more people saw your blog….and then a celebrity saw it and wanted you to go decorate their house?  I mean mom, what if they saw…..and what if….

(now at this point her face is a study in concentration….furrowed brow….the works….thinking so hard about the most famous celebrity she could dream up).

“…..what if……..Christina Aguilara called you?”

Really?

REALLY?

Christina Aguilara?

Did anyone see booty shorts and red satin in that bathroom make-over?

I’m not really sure that Christina would go for vintage, chippy, shabby chalkboards made from windows, that I found in the trash.

But I can’t disappoint the fan club.

I can’t let them down.

So, Christina if you are reading this…..

I love red satin…

 ….call me. 

PS  Don’t forget about our impossibility challenge.  We would love for you to join us.  Please note that while I do paint and sand and sew…..baking overwhelms me.  See my attempts at homemade bread with all the other “impossibles” at our linky party on January 31.


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Farmhouse Bathroom

Farmhouse Bathroom

bathroom-remodel-before

I should have taken more before pictures of this farmhouse bathroom.

You see, a marketing genius and I were talking recently and she told me I need “before pictures”.

Why oh why…..didn’t I take more?

Before I lifted a paint brush or a roller or a sander, I should have lifted my camera.Continue reading


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Imagine the Impossibilites

Imagine the Impossibilites

Goals in 2012.

They are all over the blogworld.

All the goal talk started me thinking.

Should I have a goal in 2012?

Looking for general goal inspiration, I came across this quote by Doug Larson:

“Some of the world’s greatest feats were accomplished by people not smart enough to know they were impossible.”

Now I don’t know who Doug Larson is, but he is brilliant.  How many time have I said, “I can’t.”  “There’s no way.”  “That’s impossible.”

Why?

I mean….there might be some impossible things….world peace looks a little impossible right now.  And I don’t think anyone is going to create an SUV that gets 75 miles to the gallon…

….but the rest.  All of those impossibles just might be possible.

So in 2012 I decided, along with five of my best blogfriends, to take the “Imagine the Impossiblities” challenge.

We are challenging each other to do something we thought we couldn’t do.  Something we thought was impossible.  Something that we needed help and advice and encouragement….lots of encouragement.

This is the year….. this is the time…..this is it!

                         I am going to accomplish my “Impossible.”

(insert audible clapping and cheers)

That’s great you say.

So what is it?

What is your impossible?

I am almost embarrassed to say it.  For many of you it is so easy.  You have done this many, many times.

Not me.  No way.  No how.

You see, I am a terrible cook.  Not just an ordinary cook, not just an under-average cook…..but a truly terrible, terrible cook.

If we had time and I had a really good cup of coffee….oh the stories I could tell you.  Stories about “hotdog pot pie” and pancakes that I made like chocolate chip cookies with blue dough goo centers.  Stories about the time I tried to make white beans (yikes) and overly chewable potato soup.  Stories about the time I made roast and took it to gardening club to see if it was done and they told me it was gardening club, not cooking club.

These are necessary facts.  Important to the task at hand because….

 

…..my “Impossible” is:  Making Homemade Bread.

Now probably not like these rolls made by the incomparable Reeni of Cinnamon Spice & Everything Nice….

….but I commit here and now, in front of those who I hold near and dear, that I will produce one loaf of homemade bread complete with family testimonials by the end of January.

It’s at this point I can tell those of you who know me to pick your jaw up off the floor.

I’m serious.

Please don’t laugh.

You heard me.

Homemade bread.  The kind you make with yeast (I think).

And I state here on this day, January 9, 2012, I take a solemn vow that

I will do it.

 

Now here’s the part where you come in…..you knew I would eventually get around to you :)

We want you to be a part of this.

Join us.

Take the “Imagine the Impossibilities” challenge.

(1)  Post your “Impossible” in the comments section.

For example:

* Take on a new project

* Organize a closet

* Use a new type of finish

* Paint stripes or stencil or crackle or silver leaf or a new paint color

* Cook a new recipe

* Sew a pillow or curtain or table cloth or runner

* Start a new nutirition plan

* Visit a new place

Whatever your “impossible” you can do it!

(2)  Grab an “Impossible” button from the sidebar.

(3) Follow along each week as we all post about our progress and feature some “impossible projects.”

(4) Join us on January 31, for a giant linky party at all six blogs so we can all share our “impossibles.”

I will be posting my “Impossible” along with my blog support group:

Kelly from Eclectically Vintage– purging and organizing 16 years worth of “stuff”
 
Linda from It All Started With Paint– painting a vaulted ceiling
 
Stacey from A Sort of Fairytale– sewing a purse
 
Andrea from The Cottage Market — organizing a craft room
 
Karah – The Space Between– making a gallery wall using only one screw in the wall

Together we can do it.  We can accomplish what we have only dreamed of before.

So start thinking!

It’s 2012.

What’s your “Impossible”?


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Where All the Tiny Pieces of Paper Go

Where All the Tiny Pieces of Paper Go

Welcome to Thistlewood Farm.

Our farmhouse.

Our slice of joy in the country.

Full to the brim with projects and Captain Crunch and chalkboards and dust bunnies and plenty of befores that will one day become beautiful afters and a kitchen that specializes in macaroni and cheese.

And in the very back of the back yard (turn right at the turtle….go past two bunnies and a wild turkey….and then turn down a winding path) …..you will find a little house.

A house built just for creativity and the joy of glitter glue and stickers and foam letters and the unrivaled exultation that comes with a new package of construction paper.

Because you see…..this is the house….

….this the house where all the tiny pieces of paper go.

You know what I’m talking about.

You’ve seen them.

 

 

The pieces of paper that show up when tiny hands wielding scissors cut and cut (and cut) to create masterpieces of all shapes and sizes..

At first there were just a few pieces of tiny paper.

Then they called their neighbors and they all came to visit.

 

 

Soon the pieces of paper were organizing supper clubs and PTO meetings and bridal showers and whatever else they do when they all get together.

It was too much.

They needed their own house.

 

The house wasn’t always theirs, you know.

The house started out as a beauty shop for the previous owner.

 

But the only thing we are cutting around here is paper.

So it became an art house.

 

I love the creativity and incredible genius that little hands can create.

I love the excitement that is produced from a $2.00 bag of stickers from the dollar store.

I love freshly-sharpened crayons and a blank slate.

I love that pipe cleaners become people and glitter makes even the humble construction paper into something special and that playdough comes in 31 flavors.

 

 

But most of all….

I am happy that it all has its own residence :)

 

If you would like to read more stories about the adventures of the tiny pieces of paper….please follow along at www.thistlewoodfarms.com.

Thanks, Cassie for letting me tell my stories on the pages of your incredible blog.

You are a rock star :)

 


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A Standing Ovation

If I were a wooden tray….

…..this is what I would want to be when I grew up.

Nothing too fancy for me.

Just paint me white….

                                 ….distress me a little….

….and when I was dry….

….drill tiny little holes in the shape of letters….

…..then finish my make-over by weaving grey embroidery through the holes to spell out words.

I guess that makes my sister a tray mind-reader because she knew…..

…..somehow she knew what every neglected, over-looked, under appreciated wooden tray found in thrift stores everywhere truly wanted to be.

You’ve seen them before…..

……sitting over by the plastic fruit and the unfinished paint by numbers.

Waiting.

Waiting for greatness.

Seriously.

Hand-stichery on wood.

Who would have thought?

So my wonderful, creative, genius of a sister, Whitney, take the stage for your standing ovation….

…..this is your hour of greatness.

And on behalf of wooden trays everywhere.

We salute you.


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