I am in love with black. And white. Always thought I would love white kitchen cabinets but after seeing this...wow! I can't get over how beautiful it looks in black! (paint: onyx black by Benjamin Moore. countertops are granite.)
And speaking of black...how about all black walls! mmm...looks terrific. And that ceiling. Nice, very nice.
And this ceiling... more niceness.
How hard can this wall be? haha. Looks like it would be fairly simple, the hardest part would be convincing my honey this is a good idea. :)

images via mydesigndump



Christmasy pictures. What's with my infatuation with all the black?!? Beautiful, for sure.
Isn't this fantastic? I love this...looks like a good project the kiddos could help me with?! Now I need to go get my hands on some pipe cleaners. This would make a really cool window treatment, christmas tree ornament or any manner of things.
Jo

Drum roll, please. babababbum... "that house on main st." And don't you think that little screened in porch looks perfect for sipping/drinking/gulping a cup of coffee while watching everyone else on the street walk the dog/walk to work/get their daily exercise/peer in at me.

I like this idea...good way to make use of ornamnents year round. I could see a mobile of some kind, similar to this, hanging in Tori's room...but with some kind of lights.?

And I can't help myself...I think this light is so romantic! Mmmm
This shed is SO going to be in my very own yard someday. Since my husband is a master with backyard sheds, I didn't have any trouble at all convincing him that this one is PERFECT for our new yard. It actually already even looks like our yard, with the boxwoods and everything (well, minus the shed) so it doesn't take too much imagination to see this tucked away back in there. Jo.

Still Waiting...

I lo-o-ove these rooms. Too bad my black cabinet isn't that dainty. But I love mine just the same. Cannot wait to get my hands on a new house and rediscover my decorative magic. If it's still there, anymore. Which I'm sure it is...my mind has been whirling with fun ways to make a one-of-a-kind, Jo-kind of home.


Still waiting and waiting and waiting...and did I say waiting?!? The mountain of boxes is growing higher and the patience is growing thinner. The house on main st. in unoccupied now, and that makes this move feel even more like it should happen NOW. We were hoping for a closing on this old house sometime last week. nada. Or maybe this week? Hmm...maybe. We've pulled strings, begged, pleaded and made ourselves a nuisance to the attorney's poor secretary. If only our buyers' bank would think about how the poor little Glick children have no Christmas decor, no tree, and Christmas presents perhaps lost under the box mountain. bahahaha! :) Seriously, I thot I could handle this. You know, closings are like babies...they come when they're ready, and blah blah. But babies aren't usually overdue 3 weeks without someone wanting to do surgery or inject those hormones to make things move. Hmm...hormones...maybe I should add some to this situation? Nah. Bad idea.
A good thing about this week is that I've found some new freedom. Kind of a letting go, finally, of things in the past and reaching out to embrace my present( can't you tell this has nothing to do with the house, tho?). Who I am at this present stage of life, the spiritual growth God has led me through. We were back to visit our old church last Sunday and that brought me closure of a sort. And I find myself more comfortable with how I look to others, how I act, etc. For some odd reason, one of my little threads of human fear got disconnected and uprooted. I find myself more at peace with going out in public and not fearing who I might run into. 8 mos. is a long time, but some peoples opinions seem to hang over you for forever. Hopefully I can pack them away, in a box, and move them too. Far away....thrown into the ocean of God's grace. I'm working on that!

Aha! Now I think I finally found a way to upload pictures...but why do I have to do it online and not from my computer?!? Whatever.

The kiddos have been loving this gorgeous fall weather and we found this cute old truck a few weeks ago. There was a big, old "no trespassing" sign at the end of the driveway so we quickly parked and the kids ran over and we snapped some pictures. Bribed with the promise of the last ice cream of the season, of course. :) Now if I could just get them to show up larger!

Today...
I am impatient. I long for the waiting to be over...but life is about waiting. It's about learning patience and enjoying today. Not rushing on to tomorrow and wasting the time today has given me.
The main street house is still slowly creeping toward closing. Some days I feel that maybe we could just stay right here in our "own" cozy house and live life as we've known it. But then I wonder..."what would have been if..." So we're still moving into that "if" and praising God for His provision.

And today, again, I choose to offer a sacrifice of praise...thanking God for what is, and what will be.
"I will wait quietly before God, for my salvation comes from Him. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will never be shaken." "I think how much you have helped me; I sing for joy in the shadow of your protecting wings. I follow close behind you; your strong right hand holds me securely."
Jo

1 fully ripe circumstance

2 C. impossibility (no substitutes)

Drain natural resources

Add one grain of faith

Fold in prayer

Let praise rise until doubled

Punch down doubtful thoughts

Need

Let praise rise again

Punch down words of defeat

Leave in furnace of affliction until edges are golden

Chill and wait

(Faith Bogden)

*Don't you love it?! I think this friend has got a real revelation of the Resource we should be using to live life.

Ok, here goes. I've got this tremendous love/hate relationship with blogs. Love to read them (sometimes) but hate the time they steal from me. Love to write (again, sometimes!) but hate the pressure to keep it up. This is a period of time in our lives, tho, when I don't won't to forget the fun/crazy/frustrating/insane day-to-day events that are happening to us.

You see, God is working over-time at molding us into His image. Along with that, He's placing vision in our hearts/heads for His kingdom here on earth. In obedience to Him, we are about to embark on a radical change in our life. Ok, the last 3 years have been radical, but they've all been a road leading to this next crazy step.

For a few years we've been feeling this little tug to move right into the middle of town, into the sea of humanity. This is not a "normal" decision for my husband and here's why: he's loved being a farm boy all his life. He had dreams of owning at least a hobby farm and puttering to his heart's content. God's gotten ahold of Him and completely changed his view of life. Now he's more in love with working with people than working the ground, tilling hearts in preparation for the "seed" more than tilling the earth, and harvesting the fruit of the Spirit more than crops.

We've watched for a house in town for a while: had to be large enough to accomodate our "family"(i.e. anyone currently living under our roof) and had to have a large enough yard for a good game of wiffle ball ( got a dislike for raising kids on movies/video games). A few weeks ago the perfect house came up for sale. We put an offer on it, way below the asking price, and trusted God to work in the sellers heart to have favor on us. And He did! Next step: sell our current home. When God's in real estate, that's no problem either! We put our house up for sale privately, and within a week had a buyer! A week is insane! We live in the COUNTRY. Yay, God!!!

So that brings me to today, which is just a normal kind of day. The laundry's hung out and there are toys strewn around along with the packed boxes. Today is just another day of waiting, on attorneys and bankers, auction houses and sellers. But my Father's been so faithful this far into the process, I'm walking in faith that sometime in the next 6 weeks...we'll be moving to "That house on Main St."

I'm hoping that, here, I'll have the time (and courage) to type the process. So someday we can relive the before and afters. And laugh and cry at the mercy of God.

Now for a little fun...and because it's fall and fall is so gorgeous here in the East...some pictures of the little pumpkins:
Hmmm... or not. I'll have to mess with uploading, today it doesn't want to happen on this computer.
Jo