Don’t mind the gigantic rip in our couch; let’s focus on our new rug. I wish I would have taken a before picture of this dandy, but when I get ideas in my head, seams start ripping before pictures get taken. This incredibly colorful and embroidered beauty used to be an elastic waist skirt. I paid $3 for it at the thrift store and debated briefly about making it into a curtain panel or some awesome pillows, but the new rug won out. I ended up stitching it onto a previously existing rug and we just love it!
Yesterday evening, in anticipation of the wine and cheese tasting party I’m hosting next week, I decided to do a faux set-up. I had so much fun at the class I took last week and I’m dying to share my newfound knowledge with friends. As long as nothing goes terribly wrong, I could see this becoming a trend. Especially since there are even more people I wanted to invite. Must get more chairs.
This verse has been posted on our chalkboard for about a month now, and I still find it hard to digest. It’s one of the most beautiful pictures of the gospel, one that reminds me that it’s not who I am, but who he is. And that he calls us by his name. It’s been a good reminder the last few days of our purpose here, even as I sit on the couch and twiddle my thumbs.
What has the snow done for you?