I DIY-ed: Leather Strap Wall Clock

DIY Leather Strap Wall Clock

I’ve had a sudden pop of super-strength energy in the last week, which I’m assuming is the nesting phase kicking in. I hate the word nesting- I don’t know why. It just grosses me out. I prefer to call it “home preparing.” But whatever, I’ve just got a ton of energy and the strongest desire to get my house as clean and decorated as possible before Emery arrives.

We haven’t had much money to spare this summer for house projects, which is probably for the best. I’ve had a lot of purging to do, and it’s better that I get that out of the way before I spend money on adding new stuff into our space. It’s crazy to me that last October, we had a massive yard sale before we moved, and it felt like we got rid of an entire house full of stuff. However, since we’ve moved, we can certainly stand to have yet another yard sale. It’s embarrassing how much stuff I’m capable of collecting without realizing it. More stuff -> The need for more control -> More Stress. I want to have more balance in that area.

I’ve seen tutorials online for this particular wall clock that I’ve wanted to make for a while, but have just set aside mentally for when I go to ikea, because it required an ikea clock. We have no clocks in our house, other than the digital one on our stove and the ones on our phones, but I always manage to talk myself out of buying a clock. The clocks I end up liking are way too expensive and I can never justify the purchase. The other day I was at Big Lots looking for all-metal bull dog clips (it was the fifth store in Lake City that didn’t have them), and I found this clock that I got really excited about. It was only $15 and perfect to use for that tutorial I found, so I grabbed it. The tut calls for a leather belt, but I found this really cool leather strap thing at goodwill for $3. Judging by the clasps at both ends, it was probably for a purse. I didn’t even bother to look and see how they attached the leather to the clock, and went ahead and just bought a pack of super glue at Harbor Freight for $1.99.

Leather Strap Wall Clock

DIY Leather Strap Wall Clock

DIY Leather Strap Wall Clock

In total, this project cost me $20. Not bad! Especially since the elements are to my liking. At first I wasn’t sure about the white on white, so I tried painting the numbers black. But, since I have the steady hand and coordination of a T-Rex, I washed the paint off and just went with how it came. I think it looks great up on our wall! The super glue worked immediately, but I let it sit for a few minutes just to be careful. I glued the belt up to the 10 and the 2, which seems to be about right.

What house projects have you been into lately?

My Simplicity: (Mostly) Bare Face

Honey Bee Natural MakeupDisclaimer: No where in this post do I imply that makeup is bad, that women who wear it are dumb, that I’m somehow superior because I’ve downsized, or anything else that might be perceived by me saying I got rid of all of my makeup.

Makeup is so much fun. I started wearing it when I was in 6th grade, when my parents stopped at a Bath and Body Works on our way to visit family and bought me the essentials. Remember when B&B Works used to carry makeup?!

In high school I wore it because I was terribly insecure. In college I wore it because I wanted to, and because it was fun to experiment/get all hott looking to go out dancing with ma ladies. In my twenties, I’ve worn it because I’d been wearing it for so long that there was no reason to stop. But the for last year and a half or so, I’ve found myself wearing it less and less. I think it’s been a combination of being a mom to a very energetic boy + starting to appreciate what my skin looks like bare that has contributed to my decline in makeup-wearing. I think the only thing that kept me hanging on was my hereditary raccoon eyes. Even as I’ve grown more satisfied with how I look, that’s the one thing that was still hard to accept as an imperfection, so I’d put makeup around my eyes to lighten them up. Well when you do that, you might as well put makeup on your whole face.

About two months ago, I woke up and looked at myself in the mirror. I have no idea how or why this happened, but I was just completely and 100% happy with what I saw looking back at me, raccoon eyes and all. The one small freckle I have on my nose, the kind-of-flushed cheeks and my blonde eyebrows make up the canvas of my face, and they are just fine. It became clear to me that morning that the countertop organizer and vintage traveling case full of makeup… it was time to go. At that point, I rarely put the stuff on anyway, and when I did, I used maybe a fifth of my massive collection. I had started to notice that the few times I would put makeup on, my skin would break out. It wasn’t used to wearing anymore, and I guess couldn’t breathe.

I chucked most of the stuff, and pulled out the newer palettes/expensive products to give to my friends who love makeup. I had one brief momentary panic attack as I placed all of it in a bag to give away; “what happens if I change my mind?” I asked myself. I walked back into the bathroom and looked in the mirror again and reminded myself that I was happy with what I was seeing. It was going to be ok!

I decided not to be a complete granola bar, and looked up some natural alternatives. I wanted to be able to use a little for certain occasions, like dates with Daniel or church on Sunday. Just enough to give me a smooth, natural look without making me break out. I found some great DIY recipes for making my own, but felt too lazy to figure that crap out, so I just drove up to my local health food store to see what options they had available. They carry this line called Honey Bee Gardens, an organic/natural alternative to regular cosmetics. I left with a pressed powder foundation, a black mascara and a bronze eye shadow as seen above.

So far, I’m really into my choices! I use the foundation and mascara if I’d like to look a little more refined, and I break out the bronze eye shadow for REAL SPECIAL occasions, like date nights. I think I might eventually pick up a few more eye shadows, but for now I love having two options: no makeup, or a very minimal amount of makeup. I genuinely HATE getting up really early to get ready, so this new almost-free makeup life works for me.

Granola jokes aside, I think that it’s important to be okay with what you look like, whether you wear lots of makeup, a little bit or none at all. You were created by a Creator who treasures you and thinks you’re beautiful. Can you doll that face up? You sure can. I follow some makeup artists on Instagram who do incredible work with makeup, and I love it! But do you have to wear makeup to be the best version of you? Nah.

Ladies, you’re lovely. Freckles, blemishes, uneven skin, raccoon eyes and all… you’re all lovely!

 

We <3 Orange Juice

We <3 Orange JuiceThis is turning out to be citrus week on my blog, I guess.

If there’s anything that this family is, it’s an orange juice family. It just so happens that all 3 of us would much rather drink orange juice than eat an orange. I feel like when you eat an orange, you end up being so sticky, and it always seems like more work than it’s worth. The only time in my life when I ate oranges more than I drank orange juice was when I went to North Greenville University, where there were an abundance of oranges and fake orange juice to drink. I like the real deal, but that’s just me.

I grew up a city girl, so doing things like squeezing fresh orange juice wasn’t something I even thought you could do until I was a late teenager. I discovered an old citrus juicer way in the back of a cabinet, and decided to use it. The magical contraption made the best tasting orange juice I’d had so far at that point in my life.

During my first trimester this year, I went through an extreme orange juice phase. It just so happened to be around the time oranges were at their peak this year, back in February. Our local produce market had citrus busting out of the building, and I found this one particular orange (that I of course cannot remember the name of) that was insanely juicy, tart and cheap. 10 oranges for a dollar is basically stealing. So I would buy them by the twenties and squeeze two every morning and afternoon into a glass to drink. It was one of the only things I could keep down during that time.

Last week, while Abe and I were out doing our grocery shopping rounds, he asked if we could make orange juice. It turns out, summer time is not the most cost efficient season to make your own, as Daniel went to pick some up for me, and it was 10 for five dollars, and they only had the sunkist ones. But whatever, we bought them anyway, and the ten oranges ended up making a whole pitcher of juice.

We <3 Orange JuiceWe had a little juicer that just wasn’t cutting it, plus it was lost for a while. We inherited this one from a late family friend, and so far it works great. Thanks Mr. Fellner!

We <3 Orange JuiceHe wanted to do it all, and he actually did a really great job. I thought he’d be tired after a couple, but he kept juicing away.

We <3 Orange JuiceThis kid is a hot mess. Bug bites, markers… he lives his life.

Fresh Orange JuiceI like my orange juice really cold and with the most pulp possible. I know I’m mostly alone on that one, as almost everyone I’ve asked likes theirs pulp free.

Here’s how I feel about it: when it comes to orange juice, IMA DO ME.