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Cajun word of the night

Cajun word & definition:

psych-eaux- someone you don’t want to mess with.


Plastic hurricanes

Some unattended astral cord of mine keeps getting tossed around like a used plastic bottle tied to a buoy in a hurricane. ~Beth~



Quote of the night

“Times are tough but they ain’t got nothing on me.”
Chris Knight

Emma’s sign

Dear Emma
I’m your cousin. I don’t know you but I love you. I dreamed about you before we knew you were coming and I know your special and amazing. I grew up with your grandma Jamie and even though you don’t know him your great grandfather Gary Soileau. He was an amazing man. His dad and my dad traveled all over the United States with Jamie and Jason and me. So I already know your amazing because I know where you come from. Here are my steps in making your sign. It took much longer than I wanted because I had to end up planning a wedding around the time I got started.

* I used a recycled pallet for this project and just cut right through the nails.


Pain any color you want. I used pink.

Next I printed out the letters for “Emma” centered them on the board and traced them really hard with a capped sharpie so it made and indention in the wood of the letters
Then I removed the paper letters and filled them in with a black paint pen.

I used a little sandpaper and dulled it out in places by rubbing on it lightly. The next step took the longest.
Picking out the door pulls I wanted. I wanted to put drawer pulls on it so they could hang clothes. I ended up getting some from hobby lobby that I though went pretty well but the selection was a little overwhelming and made or hard to decide. Since they are supposed to be drawer pulls you will have to drill a hole where you want them, but after that you just thread a screw on the back to make it secure.


I put two at the top to use to tie ribbon on and hang it.

And finally it’s done!

Hope you enjoy it Emma!

Outlines of tattoos

Im going to trace all the parts of you I remember with the finger of my mind until I have an outline. Until I have a figure I recognize. And then I’ll cry and pick up my shovel and my plastic castle and bury you in some sandy corner of my mind. And I’ll draw some imaginary line that I’ll never let myself cross in the sunshine. I’ll probably say I forgot all about it but have the map tattooed on my forearm. I’m crazy about you like that.

I believe in people

I believe in love, I believe in people, and I believe you can set the world on fire if you believe in those two things.

A wedding picture of mine that I love

I’m supposed to wait till after my wedding to post my portraits but I loved this one so much I just had to do ahead and do it!

Tiny House Adventures

simple living leads to grand adventures

Poems and Petals

Because poetry. And petals.

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