Shocker alert…since we have moved into our house, it has not snowed.
We live in Georgia y’all (emphasis on the y’all’s third syllable). This past January we got to the point where Will was confused on what snow really was…he thought Santa was bringing it to our house, then he told us that snow is in books but it’s just pretend, and then one day he started praying for it. Talk about tugging at the heart strings!
That’s about when we decided that we would need to go rent a cabin for a night up in anywhere-it-had-snowville and let him and Weston play for a day to learn what it really was. But first we decided to try to create a snow-day here in the dirty south….Jeremy and I planned it all out, complete with snow donuts for breakfast (white powdered sugar!), spraying our living room windows with fake-snow-in-a-can (why I thought that this was a good idea, I have no clue), and making a snow craft (cotton ball snowman anyone?!). And then we hit up Winter Fest.
Our favorite little town of Monroe was hosting Winter Fest at the end of January and we had gone last year (Weston was wrapped up on me the entire time) and handed out marshmallows, played on the ice-slide, and had a really fun time. This year, the entire event was a little larger and they had to spread it out in different areas. I didn’t like it as much but probably because I am not a huge fan of walking in my current swollen state. My friend is Monroe’s Mainstreet Director…next year, I’m gonna beg for dog sleds for pregnant or nursing mothers at Winter Fest. I’m practicing saying “mush” as we speak.
Granted…it was super cheap…like $5 per kid and they got to play on all the jumpies and had hot chocolate and marshmallows…Weston was free so really it was like what we pay for parking at state parks. #nocomplaints
The snow area was totally new and for the bigger kids it probably was really fun…but Will had a little harder time. It was that fake doesn’t melt kinda snow that is really just tiny gel solution that gets mushy. It wasn’t even cold but the little gels stuck to EVERYTHING. Will immediately climbed in, fell down because the white tarp was so slippery, hopped back up when he saw big kids and wanted to join in on the ‘snow ball fight’. As a native of New Jersey, this whole fake snow experience kinda broke my heart a little. I think my grandparents would have cried. Or laughed. Or both.
When we got home, we had to strip them down completely because the gel had dried onto everything making their clothing super stiff. Seriously…the gloves stood up by themselves…as did the pants, jackets, everything.
All in all, they had fun…and that is what really matters. Jeremy and I both hopped on our computers that night and priced out last minute cabin rentals. We considered the Snow Mountain at Stone Mountain which is local but when we added it all up…it just was a little more to rent a place for a night and the boys are really too little for the big slide at Stone Mountain anyway. My mom took Cole one time and it was an epic fail.
Well, dontcha know that God must have heard those three-year-old prayers because it has snowed TWICE in the last month here. I have to go through my thousands of REAL snow pictures and post about that next so stay tuned (spoiler: Will loved it, Weston, um, notsomuch)…but the whole WinterFest thing got me thinking…did you ever think an event was gonna be outstanding and it turned into a nose-wrinkle? You know…the kinda thing where you tried really hard to enjoy it and built it up in your head, got excited, only for it to end up being something that you barely want to remember?
I think of a lot of my lipstick choices that way. and dark chocolate bacon. and the American Idol tour concert circa 2006. Yeah….I don’t think the eleven year old girls that were completely surrounding Jeremy and I even stopped to intake air between screams. It was like a miracle. I should have had it on video…it could have been a YouTube sensation :)
I think this title is deceiving. This might not be free for other people….but for a hoarder like me that has decades of stuff jammed into her house, this was free as free can be. In fact, I could probably make four of these without spending a dime. Yeah. I got junk problems. Both in the trunk and in storage.
So here’s my light fixture issue…
In our ‘mud room’ which is actually nothing like a mud room except it has a few hooks, we have a very traditional looking boob light. It’s got an ornate ring and some fancy glass….but a boob is still a boob…no matter how fancy. And this fancy boob wasn’t for me. I already have plenty of those
So I got to thinking about a new light and I figured that a bunch of scraps glued together would do the trick.
I started out with two large embroidery rings. You may remember that I have hoops out the wazoo.
So I laid out my first hoop and evenly spaced out some shims…
Okay…now here comes the fun part….how do you attach shims (which are basically just low grade wood) to an embroidery hoop (a craft supply)? Why hot glue of course
I would just apply a tiny bit to the fat end of the shim and then push it into the hoop in an upright position until the glue dried.
After a bit of time, it started looking more like a shade…
Then after they were all upright and in position, I attached the other embroidery hoop on the opposite side.
A couple of the shims were a tiny bit longer than others, so I would just trim them with an x-acto knife.
Then I took the whole thing outside and used a little spray primer. The primer really made the rough bits more obvious. A little sanding block took care of that.
Then I used a bit of leftover plywood (it was super thin) and jigsawed a top (also glued that on with hot glue). And drilled a hole in the very center. The entire thing got two coats of semi-gloss paint.
Now that the shade part is complete, it was time to wire it up. I had one of these old Ikea light kits (I also have a spare one in black) and I have no idea why I have them. I think I had them for something in the old house. I think.
Okay…so first we had to remove our fancy boob…the one with the fancy nipple…I just said nipple….you’re welcome…
Then Jeremy used wire clippers (I almost just typed nail clippers…which is not the appropriate tool) to slice off the plug-in part of the light kit.
We also had one of these canopy kits. Also storage find…
And Jeremy wired the thing up.
Will wrote out ‘structions’….they actually look more informative than Ikea’s directions.
There was quite a bit of wire trimming that had to be done but if you had extra tall ceilings, this would be a perfect cheap route for wiring a light.
And it worked! It’s definitely not our long term fix but for zero dollahs, it definitely works for now. I am thinking that maybe something like this would be awesome here…but it’s $349. That’s a big difference than $0.
My apologies on the cruddy iphone pics. The camera was still in the shop
The good news is…it actually sheds more light than the old boob. And both Jeremy and I agree that a pendant is really the way to go in this space. Since our ceilings are so tall, it’s nice to have something more substantial up there.
I would like to switch out the bulb for one of those Edison style bulbs…so in the end, this quick fix might cost us $7.
So if you were to try to make this at home, you would need two embroidery hoops, a package of shims, scrap plywood, some paint and primer, a lighting kit and hot glue. I wanna say that my mom has all of those things in her purse right now. She’s always prepared
Not to shabby for a quickie light update, right? I really need to have a yard sale so that I can get rid of the junk in my house…but then again, the hoarding makes for inexpensive crafts…so maybe not. Sorry Jer