ORB

The Mister informed me that there is a saying--something about a man who has a hammer thinks that everything he sees is a nail...

I've never actually heard that saying before, and I'm sure I just did it a terrible injustice...  But, whatever...

The Mister proceeded to tell me that I have my very own version of a hammer.  And I have to admit that he may be right!

I've recently become acquainted with the merits of Oil Rubbed Bronze spray paint.  I can't believe the transformation that a little ORB can achieve!  It can update, improve, camouflage, transform and create...  Truly miraculous!  But I do concede that maybe I am finding a little too much love in a bottle.  I actually told my dad not to stand in my entryway too long unless he wanted to be bronzed...  He thought I was kidding!

So, here are some examples of what I can do (have done) with my little bit of magic in a can.

First off, our new home came with brushed nickle everything.  And, while it's fine for some styles, it's not my style.  So--I bronzed all my light fixtures.

That went so well that I moved onto the bathroom.  Did you know you can create your own ORB Dixie Cup dispenser?  Yep, you can!  Here's proof!

I've also bronzed some ugly, old, wooden candle sticks, and I made a beautiful ORB lamp out of a really grungy brass lamp.  Oh, the possibilities!  ORB, I love you!

Darth Vader is a Backseat Driver

Remember when I had a goblin under my seat in the car? Actually, I think it turned out to be Chucky... Anyway, yesterday I was driving down the street and heard woozsh-vvvwmmm...

For those of you less versed in Star Wars, that is sound of a Lightsaber. So I drove 50 miles (at least) accompanied by woozsh-vvvwmmm, and then the fun really began! Darth Vader started speaking from the back seat of the car!

Luckily, Darth seemed pretty distracted by the saber duel going on behind me. Because if he'd started shouting,

Hey, let's stop at McDonald's so I can get a Star Wars toy in my Happy Meal!

Well, then I'd have had to pull over right there to put an end to things.

Fall Cooking

It must actually be autumn. My drive to work is growing less green by the day, and it is rapidly increasing in orange foliage. I actually pulled off to the side of the road last week to snap a quick picture. I couldn't believe the change from one day to the next!

It's been so mild and nice... I almost forgot that fall was on its way in. But it's sprinkling tonight, and the temperature is supposed to drop. However, the true telltale sign that summer is over is that I've started cooking again.

There is something about the cool weather that brings out the chef and baker in me. I think my family was shocked that we didn't have to order pizza or pick up burgers. I hope it was a pleasant change for them. I know I enjoyed the afternoon at home preparing our dinner!

I only hope I can keep it up!  I'd love to do more baking this year, now that I'm not fighting altitude.  I just found a recipe for pumpkin cinnamon rolls...  I think that's going to be my very next effort!  

Sleep

Sleep is one of those things I usually take for granted.  Jammies, a good book, maybe a little Criminal Minds...  And then it's lights out!  But lately?  Not so much. 

My new schedule is something like this...  Jammies, read a book, flip through a magazine, watch Netflix, Skype with European friends, climb back in bed, stare at the ceiling, realize it's 3am...

Not the best schedule for an alarm clock setting of 7am!  Anyone who knows me knows that

Good Morning 

does not exist in my vocabulary.  So you can understand my new reluctance to crawl out of bed and face the world before the sun is even up!