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You may have seen my advertisement on Instagram or Facebook, or maybe I’ve enjoyed the privilege of styling your home already.  Either way, if you did NOT know it yet, Home Styling is something I do! Home Styling is rewarding in so many ways.  Even more fun than styling my own home!  I’ve recognized that connecting with clients in person rather than exclusively online is the desire of my heart (hello, two hour conversation in my garage with the wonderful lady who purchased my turquoise dresser!).  After hosting two Vintage Markets last summer and several workshops in my Studio, this desire only grew.  However, determining how to balance my teaching schedule with continued All Mimsy Home commitments continued to be a consideration. This summer, several loose pieces began falling into place in my heart and mind.  I listened to podcasts like Jenna Kutcher’s Goal Digger, Rachel Hollis’s Rise, Christy Wright’s…

I’ve learned a secret about goal-setting. I’ve learned that goal setting is not just about developing a list of systematic, time-driven accomplishments. Goal setting is not about pride, striving, or playing the comparison game. Goal setting is about personal growth.  It is the acknowledgement that we possess something of value – something worth offering this world – and that we are no longer content with being a lesser version of the person we were designed to be. Goal-setting is less about the accomplishment of goals and more about the internal transformation that occurs in the process. Take this faux brick backsplash, for instance. I set a goal in July to find a temporary solution for our kitchen backsplash that would : replace the southwestern-inspired travertine (beautiful but not our style) serve us well for a year or so until we tackled a more intensive remodel, and not involve Fireman’s assistance…

If you’ve been watching my Instagram stories (ha! ~ can you believe I jumped on that train?) you know I’ve been tackling big things in our kitchen these last couple weeks.  Big things as in attempting projects I’ve considered tackling for years but lacked the courage and the conviction to jump in and make happen. No more. Today I’ll share with you how I shiplapped our kitchen island, but a little background first. When we bought this house, the seller warned us, “This is a one-butt kitchen.”  Besides the fact I’ve never liked the B-word, it didn’t take us long to realize how right she was.  Our kitchen is pretty tight, particularly considering the house is a spacious 4000 sf. We’ve discussed remodeling the kitchen to change the island configuration, increase the work space between the cabinets and island, and to reconfigure the area more effectively for our family.  But…

Last October, three friends and I organized a mini, 3-session book club to read and discuss the book Pursue the Intentional Life by Jean Fleming.  The book is a meditative discussion of finishing well while intentionally embracing today’s opportunities for personal growth and gratefulness.  As you can imagine, the book’s topics fostered deep conversation among our middle-aged selves concerning how we see our lives at this stage, how each of our expectations has measured up to reality, and what self-discipline approaches we can instill to ensure we develop wisely in both character and stature ~ to grow intentionally closer to the elder women God designed us to be. It was, in many ways, a life-changing book.  But I have a small confession.  My biggest takeaway from these 3 mini-book club sessions was not about starting a gratefulness journal, nor was it about more effective Biblical note-taking during my devotional time. …

I’ve spent hours this summer going through old All Mimsy Home blog posts, editing and updating photos that did not transfer well from Blogspot to Wordpress, and learning new information about optimizing my presence in the blogosphere utilizing social media and other means.  I know, I know…I should have researched these particulars long ago but frankly, I was having such a good time painting furniture, styling our home, and doing all the other 101 things moms, wives and teachers do that building a framework for blogging more successfully ~ possibly even earning a small income doing so ~ has taken a seat in the waaayyy back. As I’ve gone back and forth about what All Mimsy Home will look like now that I’ve returned to teaching full-time, I’ve played around with several ideas to minimize both inventory and time consumption (furniture) and focus more on informational/inspirational lifestyle posts, home styling…

If you follow me on Instagram, you have seen glimpses of our newly wallpapered powder room. My goal last week was to finish styling this space so I could transition to other projects in good conscience. On any given day, my mind entertains a myriad of creative ideas and beckons me to numerous endeavors; it takes strength and discipline to finish one thing before moving on.  However, I am seeing progress in this area.  Every now and then I take my own chin in my hands and rotate my face back to the original project, not unlike my daughter used to when she longed for my full attention. First off, squeal!  This wallpaper is much more fun than I anticipated and has completely transformed our powder room.  For those of you still uncertain about embracing wallpaper (“Isn’t wallpaper outdated?” you ask.  Absolutely not.), I recommend testing wallpaper love in a…

After typing this post title, I googled the definition of “hack” and found everything from “an untalented professional” to “a cough” to “an unlicensed taxicab driver.”  And of course the more obvious: “A rough cut or blow.”  Finally, after scrolling way, way down (that’s for you Shelli :)) I found what I was looking for: “To change colour by painting or to make it do something other than its intended purpose. Normally with home decorations to suit your decor. Or to make things more useful.” So that’s what this happy post is about.  I hacked some bookshelves.  If you’re new here, you may not know hacking furniture is a thing with me. This particular hack involved a pair of cheap bookshelves, gray paint, peel-n-stick wallpaper, 1/4″ plywood backing, and a few nails. And a Fireman because he’s brave, kinda cute, and very handy. Haven’t we all, at one point or…

Two weeks ago I knew I needed to write this post.  For one, I’ve been wanting to show photos of our oldest son’s recent room refresh, and Two, I know I’m not the only one nurturing and training up a child who doesn’t quite fit “the mold.”  As our oldest son’s high school graduation draws near, I’m revisiting emotions and old assumptions which at times have fit uncomfortably like insecurity, ashamedly like comparison, enough so that I’m ripping open raw places once healed in an effort to re-establish a firm foundation of assurance, hope and trust.  I suspect there are other parents out there who wrestle with the same types of things, recognizing differences in their children, wondering at them, continually worrying while simultaneously celebrating unique skills and gifts not quite measurable, hoping beyond hope for bright futures while fearing they may look different from “success” we’ve seen before. I…

Today is my final post on my “Bad Attitude” series.  It’s been several days since I posted Part 3 and there are a few reasons for that.  It was REALLY hard to be so transparent about the methods I used to pull myself out of a moody pit.  And you know what?  It wasn’t so much because I doubted whether the methods were effective or legitimate ~ because for me they truly have been ~ but I was surprised and alarmed by the accusing voices inside my Christian head drilling me on why I didn’t dig further into God’s Word during my season of despair, or why I didn’t recite relevant Scripture, or why I didn’t kneel and pray upon consciousness in the morning instead of choosing to do the things I did. Which, by the way you guys, are all such powerful, life-changing spiritual disciplines which deserve volumes of…

Dear friend, I am so glad you are here reading this post today! I have so many things bubbling over in my heart to share that I pray will resonate and inspire you.  As we journey this path of life together, isn’t it often easier to share the happy things, the good days, the successes?  But what do we do in those hard times when we feel punched in the gut, when our grief threatens to choke us, when the fear of tomorrow dawning more difficult than today effectively robs us of the energy we desperately need to function at our best? Which is the pace I found myself last November as we prepared to embark on our family cruise (read Part 1 here and Part 2 here).  Two specific thought patterns alerted me to the depravity of my condition; however, I was not yet physically, spiritually, and emotionally prepared…