Craft Room Before and After Part.1

FINALLY! I am BACK!

I took a bit of a vacation from here with the passing of my Great Grandma last month, and then Dru had his vacation the last few weeks, so we've been traveling a lot to see family. We needed to reconnect with our loved ones and make some memories because you really don't know how long you have with them....It was relaxing, and hectic all at the same time. I'm happy to be home though!


Not to mention the fact that the past six months that we've lived here, I have been keeping all my craft supplies in the kitchen, and it was a mess. I was completely unmotivated to make any thing because I had stuff EVERYWHERE!



This was the hutch in our kitchen dedicated to craft supplies. I had a room waiting to be turned into a craft room, but we kind of just used it to store boxes and other random things that we didn't know what to do with...

Scary right?!?! HORRIFYING!

BUT....Dru surprised me.

My birthday was last week, and when I went to visit family, Dru cleaned the craft/storage/disaster room, and bought me everything I needed! then he sent me a text saying "Happy Birthday!"

It was the best surprise I could hope for, and I am so lucky to have a husband who puts so much effort into something just for me. I couldn't be more thankful for him!

I actually screamed! and couldn't wait to come home to decorate!

So here is a little tour of half of the room! The other half needs work still...ENJOY!

Those are not pills...those bottles contain GLITTER!

I tape up some craft paper so the kids could have something to keep them busy!

Stay tuned for a DIY dress up closet tutorial/tour in the works!

Grandma Inga

Yesterday, our family lost the most amazing woman you have ever met.
She was my Great Grandma Inga.

She loved and took everyone in under her wing, and if she had an opinion, you heard it!
She was wild, going wherever the wind blew. Traveling the world every year to visit family and friends. She always sent a birthday card to you-whether it was her children, her grand children, great grand children-she remembered you. Her cards were usually hand made to boot. She was an amazing artist, tarot reader, A wonderful cook, and was always down for a good party.

 She always took her vitamins, and one thing I remember her telling me when I was a teenager, was that "you can't cook dinner without a glass of wine in your hand". Everything about Inga was unique. Her style was amazing. flowy skirts and shirts, funky hats, beautiful jewelry.Her attitude towards life was simple, positive, and no matter who you were to her, friend, son, daughter,grandchild, she radiated that positivity to you, and it was contagious. I always felt like I could run away and be a gypsy too when I was around her.

The shock is still in effect, and to me, it still feels like she is in Costa Rica, dancing with her friends, and digging her toes into the sand. I have moments where I am fine, and then moments where I am crying, then moments where I'm laughing and joking . I guess it's how I deal.
One thing that breaks my heart, is that my own kids are too young, and they won't get the chance to remember her the way I will remember her. I guess it's my job to make sure they know. To tell them stories about their free as a bird great great grandma who followed her own path, and lived a life full of colour and beauty.

Rest in Peace Grandma