Head Board

 

After much research, measuring, cutting, stapling, and a lot of trial and error, I'm glad to say that I'm finally done with my headboard.  It took a couple of weeks to complete.  It's funny because as I was researching on how to make one in all of the tutorials I found they made it seem so easy to make one.  Well it was a lot easier to make then to spend $600-1,000 on one.  I learned a lot about math, patience, and the importance of accurate measuring.  But here is a list of other tidbits I learned.

1. Math is the language of the Gods and without it, this headboard would have looked horrible.

2. The more simple the design, the easier.

3. Creating a very large compass came very handy when tracing the shape of the headboard.

4. The foam was more expensive then the fabric, plywood, hardware, and batting!

5. I spent $240 to make it

6. Befriend someone who has a lot of tools so you can borrow them, and smarts so you can have them help you do all the math involved with measuring, cutting, and mounting. 

If you want detail instructions on how to make one, let me know and I'll give you the 411!

Daddy, Auntie, and Daughter Date

 

My Dad and I work pretty close by each other.  We like to take advantage of this by going out to lunch.  My Dad is really likes Cafe Rio, especially on Wednesday's when they have their Chicken Tostada special.  We had the great pleasure of having my Auntie Caroline from Seattle join us.  Hooray for Wednesdays and family!  

An unexpected thump

The other day, McKay and I were getting ready for work in the morning.  Then all of a sudden we both hear this loud thud.  It scared the crap out of us.  I walked over to the window that looks out from the roof and there on the window I see a clump of feathers.  I put one and two together and figured out that a bird had flown into the window.  The funny thing was that the window really dirty, I thought birds had good eyes.  We went to find a dead bird on the grass or on the roof, but we couldn't find it.  R.I.P poor birdie.
  

Lounging

Some pictures of me in our backyard lounging around

A view from our hammock

A view into our neighbors ugly backyard

My first golf experience

My father is an avid golfer. I really never paid attention to the ancient game growing up. I would go with my Dad sometimes just so I could drive the golf cart. I had the opportunity to play my first round of golf in a tournament. Long story short, I was invited to play at an annual golf tournament organized by a company I do a lot of business with for work. It's a way to thank their clients and to get ideas for promotional items. I told my rep that I didn't golf, but he insisted I come and play. After many talks he convinced me to come. I didn't know what to expect and have never seriously tried to do well. Thank heaven I could bring a co-worker who had experience so I didn't end up looking like an idiot (thanks Angie!). We ended up playing a scramble (don't know what that means go to this link) with another team. I had a few good shots but most ended up in the bushes and trees.

I felt like I was on Oprah's Favorite Things (except there wasn't screaming, crying, and people peeing their pants kind of way) because every 4th hole they had a gift for you.


At the end I got: 3 golf shirts, stadium blanket/seat, a metal water mug, Callaway golf bag, a really nice pen, hat, golf balls, tees, and bunch of other stuff I can't remember. Overall, I had a fun time. I was no pro, but felt like I pleased the golf gods above. I wouldn't mind going again, if someone would pay for me :)