Author Archives: Charmadawn

I’m positioned at my usual place on Sunday mornings. It’s called the Hope Connections Desk or Guest Services. My people, my tribe  know where to find me. My small group always stops and says hi. My teenage girls stop to … Continue reading →

You all know I’m all about taking something and turning it into something else.  My bestie needed a cover for her electrical box. Kind of long. Kind of skinny. I told her I would check out the hoard and see … Continue reading →

Uncle Kyle gave Baby Blueberry Boy his rocking chair. It was originally purchased in Amish country when Kyle was a baby, I can’t for the life of me find an original picture. Close your eyes and picture a yellowish gold … Continue reading →

Big deal. I’ve painted a lot of chairs. NO WAIT!! I painted the upholstery of a chair!!!!!! This one! This chair! My sweet friend called me over a year ago and said his mom was getting rid of this rocking … Continue reading →

I lead a relatively simple life.  Not a lot of fluff.  Sometimes not a lot of excitement. Often mundane and I  like it like way. I like boring.  I like to be at home with the same people doing the … Continue reading →

You will find me on Sunday mornings, either behind the piano or at the Hope Connections Desk/Guest Services at Church of Hope.  Before and during the 9:00 gathering you will find two of the best ladies! Lana and Pat. Consistent … Continue reading →

I have specifics that roll around in my silly little head.  I see pictures of the clothes I should wear the next day. I see dinners that should be prepared. But the biggest? Home decor. Good grief its like a … Continue reading →

Big windows ya’ll.  Not wide, but tall. This girl has $0 budget for custom window treatments however custom is what I got.  It’s not what you think.  I didn’t pay big bucks for someone else to make curtains to fit … Continue reading →

I lead a blessed life. There is no doubt about that. However this post is about the others. Steve loves the rock band Boston. Always has. Always will. Boston tours every summer and if at all possible, he wants to … Continue reading →

When I’m working on a project. It’s usually pretty quiet.  Time to think Time to dream Time to pray Time to listen to the parrot that lives next door named Synbad. He calls the dog and yells hello frequently  Time … Continue reading →