• Restoring Woodland,  The Wipe House

    Life on Woodland Ave

    It’s such a warm night. Sixty-something degrees. IN APRIL. Simon is taking his late nap, and Paul and Porter are at church for rehearsal. I have brownies in the oven, my guilty pleasure on the TV, and I’m sitting down to check in and say hello. Ahhh. Feels so nice to just… bask in the silence. Haha. We are FINALLY moved into the Wipe House. We moved in on Easter weekend, and it’s been amazing. So fun – the boys are finally getting comfortable with the layout, the stair creaks, and the lack of noise at night. Simon is confident barreling up the stairs, and my heart doesn’t plummet into…

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    Restoring Woodland: Gray & White Kitchen (BEFORE)

    I was dead-set on an all-white kitchen, but over the last couple of weeks, we’ve picked out our cabinets and countertops (which are a pristine white), and I’ve had a little bit of panic about our little home looking to much like a little medical clinic. I mean, is there a point where too much white looks – hospital like? Paul mentioned to me that maybe we go with a soft, true gray downstairs – in the kitchen for sure. At first I was like no, I want all the white, and then I thought… Hmm. Gray could be a nice, cozy accent to our gleaming white interior. So, then…

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    Walk In The (Laminate, Distressed, Grey-Undertoned) Park

    This past weekend was a fun weekend for all things #restoringwoodland. We got to look at floors, which, I thought was going to be a walk in the (laminate) park. It’s not. It’s brutal. Like the abundance of shades of white available for your frustration, did you know there are 450 variations of “hardwood” flooring? We’re going for laminate, but that didn’t do much to narrow it down. There are grey undertones, gold undertones, yellow undertones, green undertones. Texture or no texture. Wide or thin (or, for hair-pulling fun, multi-width!). Long or short. I think we stressed out over samples of Smoked Chestnut and Seared Chestnut for a good 45…

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    Shades of White

    I’m not the best decision maker. In fact, I’ll go out on a limb here and say that I might be the worst. The worst, as in, one of my husband’s least favorite things to do in the whole world is ask me what I want to do for dinner. It sparks a full-on mind-numbing mental meltdown on most days (for both of us).   “I mean… do I want sushi? Spicy tuna kinda sounds good. Do YOU want sushi? I mean, I guess I should have salad. But you know what sounds REALLY good, though? Mac and cheese… wait. We had mac and cheese yesterday for lunch and I feel…