We have been planting fools lately…
Every chance we get we are throwing some plants in the ground. New bushes in the front, herbs and flowers in the back like a landscaping mullet.
I am really cautious about flowers in the backyard, because I have this thing with bees. I am not afraid of them or anything, but if there is one within a twenty-foot radius…they feel the need to call my body their stomping grounds. I have avoided planting anything that blooms until this year.
This year I am making a change, but a small one. I am planting blooming flowers in pots, just in case they start calling all of their buzzing buddies. Easily relocated, so they don’t wind up squished under a shovel later.
When I saw my friend Janelle’s cute terracotta planters, I started dreaming of a yard covered in overflowing pots full of sweet blooms. Then I started dreaming of painted pots. Then I bought pots, duh.
Painting them was unbelievably fast. The terracotta soaked up that paint quicker than Lindsay checks out of rehab. After just two coats of Pantone’s color of the year, these pots were ready for some spunk.
I wanted these pots to be free-spirited since they would be outside getting filthy. In other words, I didn’t want perfect polka dots that I would have to “spruce up” every time they got a little dirty. To get that worn look I used the end of a foam roller. You can find these in the paint section of your hardware stores, they usually say “for doors and cabinets” on them. Soon they will say “for perfectly-imperfect polka dots”.
I let them dry overnight and then had a photo shoot of course.
After my exhausting shoot with Giselle and Marissa, I told the pool boy to grab me a lemonade and got to planting. Ahhhh sweet dreams, but I did plant.
Thankfully, Tim de-wormed all the plants for me. Kidding, but I didn’t find any so I’ll just tuck that panic attack away for later.
Once I had both plants comfy in their new little home I found a spot far, far away from anywhere I sit. Come at me bees. Just kidding, please stay away…save yourself.
Aren’t they just the cutest? I am so happy to be bringing oodles of bright summery color into our backyard.
Speaking of additions to our backyard, we got to dogsit this weekend.
Meet Whiskey.
True Story: When my dad “retired” he decided to go back to school, to dog school. He spent a few months living away from home while training dogs to do things like track narcotics and run agility. I’m super proud of him, and even prouder of that pup up there for being the most well-behaved dog in history. I guess that’s what happens when you train a dog for hours upon hours. Tim wants to steal him, and I wouldn’t be mad about it but my dad knows where we live.
Want to know what Whiskey was gawking at….
What a little prissy pants.
Have you been planting lately?
Deathly afraid of worms too?
Want to go to dog school?
I stayed on the lookout for a cute (and cheap) pair of white shoes. Finally found a pair at Old Navy that were calling my name, in show tunes form. How can I resist that?
Then I came home and got out Pantone’s color of the year paint, you may remember some handsome pots that got a makeover with the same paint. The hardest part was finding something to make the polka dots with. I ended up using a set of foam ear plugs that Tim keeps around so he can ignore my snoring. What as if I actually snore, c’mon.
I think they are fun and funky and perfect for all our summer shenanigans.
Have you ever made your own shoes? When I was in eigth grade I took sharpies to a white backless pair, they were my favorite shoes for at least two months.
