By order of the queen

Late at night, once everyone has gone to bed, I take some time for myself and it feels great.  Sometimes I have a glass of wine, sometimes not.  But I take that time to blog - read, write, comment and it's my time.  It's precious and it's not to be messed with.


Anyway, last night I was surfing around and came across this picture.

image courtesy Centsational Girl

I was like, hey!  I have those wallflowers!  And they're still in the box!  I should do something with them! And stop using so many exclamation marks!

After our walk this morning (I still haven't found my abs) I finally got to it.  Here's a tip:  finish your nursery before the baby comes, otherwise you may find yourself 'getting to it' almost three months later.

Of course, at this point anything I do must meet with approval from the Queen.

Her Majesty

I propped her up in bed so she could supervise my work.

I will oversee your work from my throne, thank you very much.

I shall require a slight adjustment to the left, if you please.

This project meets with my approval, you may proceed.

I'd wanted to balance the wall, but couldn't find anything that really spoke to me.  I briefly toyed with a collection of frames on the opposite side of the canvas, but I thought it might make things look a little busy.  When I found the wallflowers, I knew it would work.  And yes I know everyone and their cousin is doing wallflowers but I don't care.  Count me in, I like them.  Plus, they're easy - the whole thing took me less than fifteen minutes.

See how it's not balanced?

I took them out of the box with no rhyme or reason.

That's why they're great - you don't have to be precise with it.

It came with the nails and I haphazardly nailed them in and snapped the wallflowers in place.  I know that some people might make a design on the bed and do their best to transfer that design to the wall, but I'm not that person.  I eyeballed, hammered and snapped.  And the Queen approved.

Using the picture on my laptop as a guide, it was hammer-time!

Oh yeah, I said it.  Deal with it.

I had all but seven flowers on the wall when the Queen made it known 

that she was done with this little project.

You will cease all flower-hanging this instant!!

So this is where we ended - by order of the Queen.

There was no way I was putting holes in my precious canvas.

I have seven flowers left and I'm trying to decide where and if I should hang them.  Are they good how they are?  Should I hang more?  Where?

With the Queen's approval, of course.

*It felt so good to do something for the house - I was having withdrawals!*