Monday, October 20, 2014

The Great Clean Out

My mom was (and still is) a stickler for keeping things clean and organized. Once a year she would reorganize everything in the house and she would call these annual feats THE GREAT CLEAN OUT. Yesterday I found myself doing the same thing - and I was oddly excited about it. We're a lot alike, she and I.

The plan was to take advantage of the morning because I usually feel better in the mornings than the rest of the day. (Yes, still not 100% over here. Puked up a BAGEL yesterday morning! A bagel! The epitome of safe pregnancy carby eating!) Charley's room was out of control both just clutter-y wise and organization wise. I knew that before we could even think about doing anything to the spare room for the future nursery that we would a) have to get her toys out of there as she's currently using it as a playroom and b) get her room organized. So we'll call this great clean out 'Nesting: Part I'.

I set foot in her room with the sole purpose of just cleaning it up. And maybe finding a couple of reorganization solutions. It turned into a full day where I hired (with hugs) my handy husband to rebuild her entire closet. Well, not the entire thing. Just 75% of it.

This was her closet before:


There are also shelves on the left side as well that we built to take advantage of the nooks on either side of the closet. The stuff on top of the shelf is all clothing and shoes in larger sizes and all that we hang up at this age are coats and jackets. However, we have a coat closet so as soon as I can pare down (or move into my own closet) some of my own many coats or jackets, we can move hers in there and would no longer need the hanging space. And while I love the IKEA Expedit, shelving all the way across would make the space more functional because getting to those bottom floor shelves is pretty difficult and the Expedit unit can be used either in the nursery or in the basement one day. So, shelves all the way across he built. (We plan on rebuilding the closet to include hanging space again whenever she gets older.)


Which left me with these few things to organize and fit back in there.


But that would have been too easy and wouldn't follow the rules for THE GREAT CLEAN OUT. Basically, during the great clean out you go through it all. The junk box, every game to inspect for any/all missing pieces, sift through Legos to make sure a rogue Lincoln Log hasn't joined the Lego party, etc. YOU GO THROUGH IT ALL. So that's what I did.

(I will admit I'm not as great as my mom. As she did her GREAT CLEAN OUT she would have the vacuum with the hose attachments on it next to her so she could vacuum out the boxes and baskets and shelves as she went. I....did not do any of this. I hope she doesn't think I'm a failure.)

We are missing one Buzz card from Toy Story Yahtzee and 4 sticks from Kerplunk; both of which games were acquired second hand so there is a chance we never had these pieces. If found, please send ASAP.

Once all that is done and everything is in exactly the box it should be in, you empty the baskets and other storage solutions to make sure everything is being used optimally. And then you place it all back in there. And also, go ahead and pull everything from the playroom too to make sure it will all have a place when that room is ready to be used for someone else in the near future. It fits! (minus a giant doll house and a Dora house - those we will deal with later.)

Watch out for dangling purple sparkly spiders.
It really didn't take as long as I thought and even though my mom always did this while we were at school so we wouldn't protest about her throwing away our favorite happy meal toy or whatever, I was able to get it done with Charley home and even with her help from time to time. She was fine with tossing/donating/saving for a sibling a bunch of stuff out of the junk box or toys she no longer cared for. Although I would be shocked if she had hoarder tendencies as both John and I are tossers and not savers.

I kept all of her books on the Expedit shelving thing that is now housed in the spare bedroom/future nursery. I need to come up with a better solution for book storage and I haven't done that yet. Charley still has a lot of "baby" board books which we will put in the nursery, but to be honest she still likes reading a lot of those so I hesitate to take those from her. (and lets be real: tiny board books are really short and I consider that a huge win when she chooses those to read at night!)

And sure, her closet would look better with uniform baskets and cubes and all, but ehhh. It's a kid's closet that has doors that close. I just don't see the point in wasting the money. Things are labeled and organized and she can still get to most of her favorite things herself. And being able to see it all has her playing with things she forgot she had when it was tucked into the nook shelving we had before. Yay!

I plan on continuing THE GREAT CLEAN OUT (is anyone else saying those words similar to how THE GREAT AND POWERFUL OZ is said on The Wizard of Oz or just me?) with the other rooms of the house. Because THE GREAT CLEAN OUT doesn't stop at one room. Well, I say that. We'll see how my energy is looking and we'll go from there. I'm on a organization high so I need to keep it up or I'm going to lose my momentum. Or maybe I'll hire my mom (with hugs) to come do the rest. I'm sure she won't mind. I mean, she made me like this! She's going to have to make up for my shortcomings! It's only fair!

Friday, October 10, 2014


13 weeks with Charley.

4 weeks with a chemical pregnancy in January 2014.

And 12 weeks so far with a HEALTHY PREGNANCY here in October 2014.

For a grand (depressing) total of FIFTY NINE WEEKS. That's how much time I've spent in the first trimester in my life, and I hope that this next week is the LAST week I'll ever spend in a first trimester. I may have considered more than two children earlier in my life, but I am stating right now that I don't have it in me to TRY to get to this point ever again. It's been a nightmare which looks like it may finally end up with a happy ending.

This first trimester has been pretty awful for me. I know it's no where near as bad as some have it, but the morn-after-ning sickness and puking and exhaustion and inability to eat for so long has gotten old. Most have told me it's a good thing to be sick; that maybe that means a healthy pregnancy this time. But on the flip side I was lucky enough to be sick with each and every pregnancy whether they turned out healthy or not. So yeah. Fun times over here.

Enough with the depressing part though. I THINK I'm finally ready to put the skepticism and negativity behind me. A successful 12 week appointment yesterday where I heard a solid heartbeat of 158 has inched me closer to the believer's camp and out of the skeptic's camp. It is such a change of pace for me, who is usually Mrs. Positivity to an annoying degree, to have a hard time accepting congratulations and the excitement of the friends and family that we've told. I just couldn't believe that this was really going to happen this time. I'm so used to it not happening. It looks like this is happening though on or around April 22nd, 2015. Whoa.

So, that should explain some things. 1, why this poor blog has gone dormant for the past 6 weeks. For one, I couldn't talk about the thing on the forefront of my mind so it made it difficult to talk about anything else. Also, I usually do my blogging in the evenings and with only a desktop at home (because Lord knows I'm not using the Blogger app on the iPad. Just no.) and with the desire to only be in the laying-down position in the evenings, that wasn't happening. Last night was the first night in a couple months that I didn't a) go to bed at 9 something and b) need to be laying down for the entirety of the evening. I uploaded some long overdue pictures to Facebook and did some laundry and packed for a weekend trip. It was amazing to be a productive member of my household again. (I can see John laughing and rolling his eyes that I included uploading pictures to Facebook as part of productivity.)

It should also explain (one of the reasons) why Charley's birthday party was so scaled down this year in terms of guests. I just really wasn't sure how much I'd be able to get done so I didn't want the added pressure of feeling like crap and trying to get things done if I had guests coming over. My family doesn't count - they would have showed up with boxes of Bojangles chicken and a decorated grocery store cake and ate it at a dirty kitchen table if I'd asked. Luckily I was able to do some party prep so that turned out okay. I'm sure removing the pressure of extra guests helped me relax and get things done too.

This also explains why the gallery wall project is STILL not complete. Frames are painted and hung, but most remain empty of art. As soon as that second trimester burst of energy hits I'm on it!


It explains why a box of Kraft Mac n Cheese has been the entirety of my dinner quite a few times over the last few weeks.


Explains why I had to button my cardigan all the way to the top on this day where a very red smoothie violently came back up and splashed on me at work. Wahhhh. That was the last smoothie I've had too.


Also, I DO have a new job and will not meet the 1 year requirement for FMLA coverage when this baby is born. That was NOT in our plan, but you know how plans go. All this trouble to get pregnant and stay pregnant when we were trying and then we try NOT to try and boom. Healthy baby. Ultimately, my plan was to stay at my old job and take advantage of their good maternity leave policy for baby #2, and leave some time after that. But after that last miscarriage in March I decided to scrap that plan and get out of there and figure out the "plan" as I went. New job doesn't have as good of a maternity leave plan but the overall happiness factor makes up for it. I'm so much happier at my new job that we will figure it all out as we go. 

I was going to wait until the anatomy scan to share the news so I'd hopefully have a baby bump picture to share as well, but we all know how much of an oversharer I am. I have lost 7 pounds so far and am still wearing my regular clothes that still button up so no bump to speak of. (which, if I'm being honest, does make me paranoid too that something's not right. Why am I not bloated yet!? And yes, that does sound as ridiculous to me as I'm sure it does to you.) 

We will be finding out the sex of the baby and since the doctor's office was going to make us wait until mid-December, we took things into our own hands and scheduled an elective ultrasound for November 2nd. That's only twenty three days!! TWENTY THREE DAYS! Holy moly canoli!

I'm really feeling girl, John wants a girl, and Charley is adamant about wanting a sister (with no prompting from either of us, I swear!) Having sisters is so special to me (not that my brother isn't special, but it's just a different (and still wonderful!) relationship) so that's the main reason I want Charley to have one, but of course we will be thrilled with whatever this baby is. And you know how crazy I am about this specific Chinese Gender chart, and it also says girl. So, naturally, I'm sure this is a boy.

Anyways, what else could I possibly share? I know I've left stuff out because I've been writing this post in my head for WEEKS and it was much longer in my head. Ask questions! I am just so happy to talk about it now. And I'll take all the hopes and prayers that this pregnancy continues to be a healthy one and my paranoia subsides. I could really use any and all of those.

Thanks for still checking in on me! I've missed it around here!

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Charley's Birthday Party

I feel like I have had a bajillion posts here, on Instagram and on Facebook in the last three days regarding Charley's birthday and party preparations and all, so I promise this is the last thing. I just had to share a few things we did for her party and then that's it until September 4, 2015 - PROMISE!

So, for Charley's birthday this year I went back and forth with what I wanted to do. Charley's friends consist of children of friends of John and I and while a couple of them she is closer with (Ella, Aidan) and are her age, for the most part they are all older and it's hard to entertain a wide range of children at a birthday party. The older kids are bored with toddler activities and it just stresses me out. SO. I decided we were doing family only. The family that Charley is very familiar with and it wouldn't be stressful to have them over if my house wasn't spotless or the food wasn't ready on time (it wasn't). I just needed the stress factor removed this year.

When I was still considering a normal friends and family party I was going to do a umbrellas and rain boots themed party, because we all know that Charley lives in rain boots. But then once I took the party down a notch I decided that the thing that Charley would love the most was not a Pinterest inspired party chosen by me, but a party she designs and plans herself so to speak. One Friday night I took Charley to the party aisles at Wal-Mart and basically let her throw whatever she wanted in the cart with no input from me.


Some of it was quite normal: pink balloons, streamer in different colors, cupcake plates for cake, but then the character stuff she chose got pretty random. We ended up with a Mike Wazowski pinata, Monsters University tablecloth, Minnie and Daisy plates and party blowouts, Disney Princesses cups and a pink leopard party hat that we forgot to wear. On top of that, Charley was very specific with her cake request of a Goofy cake with pink writing. To her, that was the "perfect party" so that's what we went with. Can you believe I let her do all that character stuff after my outright hatred of character stuff? Man, I'm getting soft.

Last night I set to work on Charley's cake. My problem with buying cakes from some of the amazing cake decorators around is that yes, the cakes look AWESOME when they are done, but a lot of the times the cakes are dry or not the tastiest cakes because they a) take so long to do that they have to make them ahead of time and b) they use fondant instead of sweet, sweet buttercream icing which I'm not a fan of. I like the sweet stuff, and nothing can compare to a plain ol' grocery store birthday cake. So yes, I did look through the book at our local grocery store Harris Teeter for the off chance that a Goofy cake was in there but as I thought, it was not. So I ordered a cake with nothing on it but a green border so I'd still get my grocery store cake, but I could add Goofy myself. Here was my starting point. (They accidentally gave me a 1/2 sheet cake instead of a 1/4 sheet like I ordered, which ended up being a good thing because I don't know that I could have scaled Goofy down enough to fit on a cake half this size. I tend to draw very large.)


I printed a couple of images of Goofy's face and set them down next to the cake. I also watched this quick little video of how to draw Goofy which did actually give me a couple of pointers too. From that video I decided I should fold my drawing in fourths to find the center point to kind of keep things in scale. That seriously helped a lot when sketching it out with icing. I made a dot for my center, and went from there. This was after the first sketch and I wasn't terribly sure about him at this point.


From there I just put a #16 tip on my icing bags and set to work filling in the colors. I also purchased the same buttercream icing that the grocery store uses. When I used to work at the Cookie Company we used that buttercream to decorate with and I've never been able to buy or make any icing that compares for decorating. Luckily my grocery store sells this icing in little tubs for only a few dollars, so again, one less step for me to screw up. I bought white and green and a little tube of black (not from the bakery) and used those to mix all of the other colors.

I filled in the colors, outlined with black and then wrote in pink just as Charley requested. I was so, so pleased with it when it was done. It has seriously been at least 8 or 9 years that I've decorated a cake like this so I thought my end result may be laughable, but instead it ended up paining me to cut it! Ha!


Ok enough about the cake. I was obviously pretty proud of it which is why I can't shut up about it.

Anyways, so I squeezed in a party when everyone was free and for the first time in a while, all 17 of my immediate family were able to make it (and we didn't do a family picture - ahhhhh!). We grilled hot dogs and hamburgers, had some guacamole and chips and called it a meal.

The party was pretty casual and fun. We just chatted, the kiddos tossed balloons around and played, opened presents, played some pin the tail on the donkey and knocked open the pinata. Easy peasy.

The poor donkey though - the party was at 12:30 and at 12:22 I decided to sketch him out real quick. Listen - Goofy turned out good because he took 2 hours. Spending 2 minutes on a donkey didn't fare well AT ALL. Here was the image I used to copy...


 and here is how mine turned out after I let Charley and my nephews color him in some...

See, what happened was - I placed his one eye too far over to the right, so I added in the second eye to fill in some of that space and well, he's just horrible. Poor little donkey!
But you know what...who cares! That darn donkey game was a hit and tons of us ended up playing. Kids, adults, big kids and teenagers. We had some good laughs over that donkey too.


We hit the pinata in the garage and then all of us scrambled to get some candy and fruit snacks. Adults get to play too when the kid count is low!


So anyways, even as much as I enjoy putting together the more Pinteresty parties, you can't beat your toddler repeatedly telling you "this is the best party EVER" all day long. Granted, she's only had 3 years of party experience to compare to, it will still make ya feel good. And you'll feel good too when you aren't stressing to clean your baseboards at the last second. That's not to say I didn't run around at the last second, but it definitely wasn't a stressful run around. I liked it; I recommend.

Just a couple more pictures. Then that's it. Done with the birthday stuff. Promise...


It was a good day!

Thursday, September 4, 2014


Today my sweet Charley girl turned three years old!


She had a fairly normal day today as both John and I had to work, but she did get to go to school this morning and take (mini) cupcakes to all of her little classmates and she was THRILLED about that. She spent some time at my sister's before and after school and then she was at my parent's this afternoon until we came to get her. Tonight we had my parents over for dinner and cupcakes and we gave Charley all of the gifts from John and I. It was a fun night for our little family and I can't wait for her low-key family birthday party on Saturday. You guys will be shocked when I share the details of it, promise.


As sort of an overall Charley update, I'm stealing pieces from two different bloggy friend's birthday posts for their children. I'm sure they won't mind.  


We go for her 3 year old appointment in the next week or two, but based on our home growth chart and scale she's 38" tall and around 30-31 pounds I think. Can't wait to see her percentiles because I have a feeling she's moving up the charts.


Still great! Bed usually closer to 8:30 or 9, and up for the day by 7 or 7:30 unless it's a work day, when we get her up at 6:45. She naps really well for my sister still with 2-3 hour naps. For me, not so much, but that's okay.


She started preschool last week and I was so proud of her for how cool and calm she was when I dropped her off that first day. She gave me a hug and a kiss and just walked off with her new teachers, not a tear to be shed. I was left to see myself out.

I can't really think of anything else that stands out right now as far as milestones. I mean, what more is there between now and getting her license at 16, right? Ha.



Charley still loves her lovey blankets named Owly very, very much. Must have them to sleep every night. She is also really into art, play-doh, Littlest Pet Shop or other toys that have little figurines, and still loves her kitchen. She LOVES to go places. "Mama, let's go somewhere" she says almost daily.



Charley loves a good playground (or even a crappy one will do!) and loves to go to the bounce house place too. Of course there is also the amusement park Carowinds that we frequent often that rates pretty high on her list too. And you know what else she asks to do pretty often? Yard sales. She's totally my kiddo.


No major changes here. She loves chicken and dumplings and probably spaghetti the best, but is pretty good about eating whatever we give her. Green beans and broccoli are usually the easiest vegetables to get in her, although she does love some coleslaw too, especially her Gaga's. She still loves all fruit too.



Her best friends remain Ella and Aidan and we try to see them as often as we can. You guys already know how big of a role my family is in her life, and also John's Aunt Sharon as well. She sends Charley notes and little surprises in the mail and Charley makes cards to send her back also.

And finally, as if this isn't long enough already, I asked Charley a few interview questions that I hope I'll remember to repeat each year.

1. What is your favorite color? Pink!

2. What is your favorite toy? Pink Bear

3. What is your favorite fruit? Grapes

4. What is your favorite TV show? Beauty and the Beast (she doesn't know the difference between TV shows and movies - they all play on the TV!)

5. What is your favorite outfit? Princess Dress

6. What is your favorite game? Hungry Hungry Hippos

7. What is your favorite animal? Kitty Cat (though I have to mention that a hippo rates pretty high up there too)

8. What is your favorite song? Monkey song from school

9. What is your favorite book? Hippo Goes Bananas (that was a library book and she still talks about it even though we took it back weeks ago)

10. Who is your best friend? Mama (oh melt my heart)

11. If you had $100 what would you buy? A pink hippo

12. What is your favorite thing to do outside? Bubbles

13. What is your favorite drink? Orange Juice

14. Where is your favorite place to go? Library

15. What do you like to take to bed with you at night? Barona Dolphin, Hannah Hippo and Owlys

16. What is your favorite snack? Goldfish

17. What is your favorite thing to eat for breakfast? Cancakes

18. What is your favorite thing to eat for lunch? Bacon (ha! Don't know if she's ever had bacon for lunch but good answer I say! Bacon is good any time of day!)

19. What do you want for dinner on your birthday? Cupcakes

20. What do you want to be when you grow up? A princess

Monday, August 18, 2014

Foothills Family Campground

We went camping this past weekend in my parent's new camper. (Sidenote: We do have our own camper but when John can't go with us, we can't take our camper because me trying to back a camper into a campsite would be disastrous.) Way back in 2008 I mentioned that my parents had slowly upgraded campers as the years went on and they recently upgraded once again. The last one was getting older and the cost of upkeep was slowly ticking upwards while the value downwards and it was just time. They may or may not have purchased and then returned two different campers in the quest to land on the one they now have so it definitely wasn't an easy decision for them. We have a very large family so trying to balance the number of beds versus sheer size of the thing is a huge consideration.

A consideration they took very seriously. Look how TINY this thing is. We were practically sleeping on top of one another. 
It's definitely a bonus when said huge consideration comes with a fireplace, because, well, of course it needs a fireplace. What would camping be without the flip of a switch fireplace to turn on and off anyways? (Just kidding - that was just a bonus of the model they chose. They by no means went out searching for a camper with a fireplace. We prefer the old fashioned campfire while camping. Plus, it's hard to squeeze your marshmallow into an enclosed gas fireplace.)


Honestly though, it is really nice and if we have no problem squeezing five into a hotel room for one vacation, it certainly wasn't an issue getting 9 of us in here. Even if one of those 9 slept in a closet.

Speaking of camping (and here we go on a tangent) - you know what a pet peeve of mine is? When people say "that's not camping!" Well I disagree because there isn't an in-between word that exists in the English language that would suffice. Sure, it most definitely is not roughing it with a tent which really isn't our style, but it's also not checking in to a hotel and being stuck in a hotel room either. It's similar to cabinning (if that was a word), except with a CAMPER in a CAMPGROUND and therefore it is CAMPING. If you are the type that likes to be inside on a vacation with access to fancy beds and bathrooms, then hotelling is for you. If you are the type that likes spending your time outside on vacation then staying in a campground is for you. Whether you do that in a tent or camper, if you spend the majority of your time outside, getting dirty and having fun, to me that is camping even if for no other reason than the lack of a word to distinguish the two extremes. Case closed.


We tried out another new campground based on distance alone. We didn't want to go too far for just a weekend and we found this place, Foothills Family Campground, through Googling and that was that. It took us about an hour and a half to get there. I have a list of places people have suggested to me so this would have been a good time to pull that list out and pick something from it. But no - that would have been too easy.

The campground had a pool and a playground which we definitely took advantage of. The rest of the time, we sat around outside playing games and cooking outside and just enjoying each other's company.



The owners of the campground live on site too and were so very nice. Both evenings they hosted a hayride (minus the hay - even better!) around the campground and would stop and pick up anyone along the way that wanted to hop on. And then Saturday night they came around themselves and invited everyone to Bingo that evening. 10 games at just $0.25 each was such a fun, inexpensive way to spend our Saturday night. I think I'm even going to have my own Bingo/game night with our friends it was so much fun.

So um, I originally intended this post to be a list of quick little short stories - none of which were long enough or interesting enough to be it's own post. Here I am 700 words later on the FIRST item. So let me change the title, throw a couple more pictures in here and call this a post.



We came back home filthy, tired, and excited for the next trip. It's beginning to be the season that our camper gets the most use and I couldn't be more excited!

What do you prefer? Hotelling? Cabinning? Or camping? In all honesty, I think tenters should change the name of what they do to tenting and then we could drop the whole 'that's not camping' argument all together.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Things That Only Happen To Me

Scene: New Job; Orientation with 9 other new people and 2 people from HR.
Situation: It's one of those go around the table and state your name and your title deals (which I hate, btw) but at least it's an easy answer and not like "name one interesting thing about yourself, which undoubtedly came up at a later point in orientation. Argh.

Anyways, besides the 2 HR girls, I'm the only other female there. New job is in a primarily male dominated industry besides the accounting/administrative positions. So, it's my turn and I say "I'm Lacey MAIDENNAME, err, ahh, I mean MARRIEDNAME, as I blush. I've only been married 5 years so I'm still a rookie in using my married last name and it's totally understandable, right? Heh. ONLY ME.


Scene: New Job, heading to lunch with my boss, walking out to the car
Situation: We've been working all day with minimal breaks and it's really a late lunch. We immediately start talking about our families or whatever else is NOT work related to give our minds a break. He is telling me about a long snake skin he found at his house and me, staying on the subject of snakes, tell him that even though our new house is in the woods we have yet to see even a single snake in the year we've lived there. I even follow up with "yeah, and now that I say that they are going to be falling out of the trees on me ::shiver:: this evening while we are outside.

We go to lunch and come back and on our walk back inside on the sidewalk leading up to the building, I nearly step on WHAT I THOUGHT WAS a very long dried up worm, but WHAT I QUICKLY REALIZED was a smaller (12" or so! which isn't all that small!) snake as it stuck it's terrifyingly disgusting tongue out at me. I screamed "I KNEW IT!" I knew I'd see one today since I said that earlier. New boss shuffled the snake along to the grass and just laughed. Ew ew ew. ONLY ME.

For obvious reasons, this story deserves NO PICTURES.


Scene: Friday night on solo parenting duty. Around Charley's bedtime when I realize I'm tired too.
Situation: Charley and I are planning on going to yard sales in the morning so instead of being lax about the weekend bedtime like I usually am, I'm trying to stick with normal and get her to bed at a decent time. Suddenly I come up with a great idea to get her excited to go to bed on time! "Charley! How about you can sleep with Mama in my bed tonight since Daddy won't be home?" She seems excited about it and we get ready for bed right then. I'll be honest that I'm a little excited for some snuggles from my almost three year old too.

We get in bed and Charley does some really sweet things like holding my hand and asking me to keep my arm across her back. Eventually she gets wiggly and at one point starts pretending and politely whispering a story to her stuffed animals. Not too much later she starts thrashing her head back and forth on her pillow and it's clear that kiddo can't sleep. After a combined 30-45 minutes of all of that, Charley really sweetly asks "Mama, can I please sleep in my bed tonight?" What?! Was she just doing this to appease her ol' ma? I can't believe I was worried that I may create a bad habit and it's my kid that basically tells me this isn't a good idea. I take her to her bed and she's asleep within 15 minutes or so. Only my kid would be given permission to bed share and would politely decline it. 


I swear I have these "only me" moments all of the time. If there's a way to embarrass yourself, be completely clumsy, or jinx myself, I will find a way to do it. It's kind of like my superpower so I guess I should go ahead and own it.

Monday, August 4, 2014

I'm A Gallery Wall Failure

I'm currently working on a gallery wall in my living room that is driving me insane. I actually owned a ton of extra frames and decided to do this on a whim which may have been my first problem. But there are a few dozen holes in my wall now so I'm not at the point yet where I want to scrap the whole thing. I DO like it, I just need some help in getting it justtttt right.

Okay so 2 weeks ago I asked for help on Instagram. I shared a current picture of my living room and asked for suggestions for what color I should paint the frames. I was already leaning towards navy and once I got a couple of extra nudges in that direction I was sold.


Next I played with creating a nice configuration on the floor before putting holes in the wall. Once I had that decided, I hung up all 24 frames.


I hated it. The spacing was too close together, I needed bigger frames in there and it didn't fill up enough of the wall for the look I was going for. I wanted more of a floor to ceiling gallery like these I had pinned on Pinterest.


Anyways, I took almost all of them back down and just added a couple of larger frames on the nails already in the wall and I knew then I was headed in the right direction.


Had to make quite a few new holes in the wall, but eventually I ended up with a configuration I really liked. (I'm happy with this part, so if your advice is that you don't like my configuration just lie to me.)


So now paint. I had to go to THREE stores to find the right navy spray paint. Finally I found what I thought was just right, had John paint them all, and then put them back on the wall to see how I liked it before I added the white mats and artwork into the frames.


Hate it. HATE. I feel like an old 80's blue couch just threw up on my wall. It's too much contrast for my taste and I know that I need to go lighter on the frame color.

But WHAT color?? I cannot decide.

I did some quick crappy Photoshopping to try and steer me in the right direction. I only selected a few frames to swap out the colors because lazy = me. I do like a few of these, but I've been way wrong so far in this so I'd feel better taking a poll before I go buy more paint and start over. So, do we like any of these or do you have any other color suggestions? I will say that the inside of my front door is minty colored along with those foyer tables I've shared which is located just to the left of this picture, if that helps in your decision at all. It may help tie the two areas together but I'm not really sure of anything at this point.





 Tan, with a more yellow undertone: 




 Light Grey:



  black copy

Please, someone put me out of my gallery wall misery.