Stepford.

Is it strange that I kind of want to live in Stepford, minus the whole creepy robot thing. To say that I love that movie would be an understatement, it's my most favorite of all time. The colors, the dresses, the houses, the tea parties, oh and the 4th of July festival. That movie just makes my heart smile and for some reason makes me all kinds of motivated to get my house in order and crafty projects done. 

On our long drive home from Washington I told Husby that if I had lots of money I would have my own town, and it would be like Stepford. That's about the time he told me that I couldn't pay him to live there. He doesn't even know what he'd be missing, because it would be amazing! 

When I have waaaay to much time on my hands these are the kinds of things I think about. 

Busy Bee.

This week has been super busy. I don't know where my time has gone. I have so many orders (I'm not complaining I am over the moon about this) but sometimes I get overwhelmed.

This is only two of the 70 stacks that are in my shop of orders waiting to be assembled.


I decided that I needed a break so I headed out to TJ Maxx and now I really really can't wait until I build this and put my new extra adorable flamingo salt and pepper shakers on it. 

Sorry about the iPhone pictures I still haven't decided what kind of camera I want to buy, but I promise I'm getting there. 

BIG shop news is coming soon and I'm so so excited to share it. I finally feel like my little dream is coming 

true and I'm pretty much on cloud 9.

Hello to all of my new followers and I hope we can be friends!

Have a lovely evening. 

Much Love. 

Country.

Husband and I were talking about buying our first home today. Where we wanted it to be, how much we wanted to spend, when we would be able to start looking (still seems forever away because we are saving up a HUGE down payment), and of course what we are looking for. I'm 98% positive I have been thinking about my dream house since I was 5. When I was younger I wanted to be in the middle of a big city, Portland, OR to be exact, but now all I can think about is being in the country. It's really strange to me because I grew up as a total city girl and you couldn't pay me to go to a farm, camp, or really anything outside. High heels and shopping, that was me every. single. day. Even if heels were incredibly inappropriate for the occasion, I was wearing them. My padre has so many stories of 'Danielle and her horrible shoe choice.' Beach, heels. College campus tour, heels. You get the idea, young me = high maintenance. Now when I think of my dream home, I think of land with a little house near a smaller town. Somewhere our future children and our animals don't have to be fenced in and there are no worries of busy streets. Somewhere I can have a ginormous garden with chickens and maybe a couple horses. Oh and you know what would be perfect.... a big red barn, but I'm pretty sure husband won't go for the horses, chickens or the barn. boo. Oh well I guess until that time comes I have my country music and my little garden to keep my thoughts company.

My super cute new apron, my wicked awesome bee slippers and I spent the afternoon together.
I LOVE being a stay at home wife. It's pretty much the best.

P.S. Please ignore horrendous floor, a) it's filthy, all 4 dogs were in most of the day and b) it will soon be leaving my life forever.