Couple nights ago,
the fire alarms went off at about 2 a.m. Again. I was out of bed in an instant. Like a ninja. I was ready to put two kids in each arm and haul them outside to safety.
Jeffro checked the basement. He fell down the stairs. Again. (The last time he took the stairs like he wanted to ski down them was when the fire alarm went off in the middle of the night. So, it's a pattern.)
I told him later, when he wasn't pissed, that next time, I'd check the basement for fire.
There is absolutely no point to this story. I just really wanted to share it with someone. Thanks for listening.
Do you know what I want? An old school Polaroid. But besides, that. . .
I really want a rustic beam shelf. Let me 'splain.
Here was my hallway.
(Do you remember all the crap I did to my hallway?)
ze hallway looked like zees for a while.
Took down the pictures and put them here:
I'm making an effort to have the post with the most pictures and links today. I'm almost there.
So, I waited on inspiration. . . and this brings us full circle.
Ta da. I wanted a rustic beam shelf. Another mantle, people! Something to switch around and decorate to my heart's content!
So, guess what? Ya can't just, like, go to Lowe's and pick up a rustic beam. And the ones you can get online take a lot of presidential flashcards.
And in my supreme impatience, and the fact that I wanted this beam-shelf-mantle thingy, now now NOW, I turned to the easy way.
(psst: this cedar beam is left over from the swings.)
(Another linky/picture. I win.)
Gave it my normal staining of Dark Walnut and shellacked the heck out of it,
and then I wanted to cuss and punch someone while I tried to hold this beam up and get it into the wall all by myself. Ya probably can't tell, but this is nearly 5 feet long.
(just in case you wanna know how I put in this floating beam: I countersunk 4" screws way, waaaay into the cedar, and into the studs in the wall. Just in case you wanted to know. You probably didn't, but you know, just in case.)
And then? I had no idea what to put on this shelf of mine. Zero. Nada.
I feel like, for once in my life, I'm at a loss for words.
But, OH! The possibilities!! The endless opportunities to switch around little tchotchkes! And the potential to sit my butt on this beam and play hall monitor to my kids every night at bedtime! ("Do you have a hallpass?")