I was super excited to be invited as a guest to the DYSU challenge “Inspired by the DT”! I had a lot of fun using the image and made a fun card for mom! 
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The door painting sweatshop is open yet again upstairs!! I’m now painting all the MAIN FLOOR doors (and trim.. can’t leave that off). Of which, we have only 10 interior doors this time and 3 exterior doors. When we moved into this house I was like, OK we don’t need all these doors and we should get rid of some of them (we have them to close off the family room from the front of the house, the dining room from the kitchen, to the stairs of the bonus room, etc) but I’ve come around on them. Mostly because they corral the rabbit very effectively and way more attractively than a baby gate or a piece of insulation foam (our other current / past barriers).
The trim does look much better painted, than the stained, scratched, gouged, and generally grungy look we had going on before. However, I’m pretty sure I’m developing some kind of carpal tunnel or tennis elbow from all this sanding and painting. For the kitchen, I’m dividing the work into several smaller sections because it would probably take me about 8-10 hours to do one coat on the entire thing. I’m not even kidding. Either I’m a slow painter, or we have a f*load of trim yo.
Evidence: it takes me 3 hours for our pantry and basement doors, crown molding trim in one half of the kitchen, and the bay window! Times — oh 4 coats of paint so far! OMG! I’ve learned, that apparently two coats of primer is much better way to go for a lighter paint color. I’m pretty sure that still ends up with 4 coats in the end, but at least it’s using up the primer paint instead of the good stuff. Not to mention you can recoat primer in a much shorter time frame than the regular paint (oh, the many tips I have learned..)
In other news, our family room trim is just about DONE other than some touch up! It’s getting almost non-construction-site up in here people! Time to decorate! Yay!
I haven’t stopped scrapbooking! I made these layouts awhile ago and just realized I never put them on this site. Belinda sent me the Studio Calico “Candy shop” kit earlier this year and I got addicted and used every single piece of the kit. Here are a few of my creations:
I need to get on the ball and post the rest of the layouts I made. I even ended up ordering the “into the woods” kit, and used about half of that one so far. I don’t know how people can use a kit a month though, I would definitely be behind by now!
In other scrappy news, I’m pretty excited about attending the Creating keepsakes convention in Charlotte this weekend. I’m taking a class on how to make a mini-album with sticky back fabric (it’s called fabrips) so that should be fun. The vendor faire was pretty cool when I went a few years ago, so we’ll see, hoping I can get some deals! I’m mostly excited about the going to the Studio Calico booth (OK this may be borderline obsession).
Lots of other updates and pictures to post, since I’ve basically fallen off the face of the bloggy earth, but that’s for another day! talk to you later!
The blogosphere informed me that the trendy, must-have treat in Paris is macarons. They are light, crispy cookies that envelope a delicious highly-flavored center.
We purchased 3 different offerings macarons during the trip:
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- Ikea mint macaron: By far the largest (4″ across!), and cheapest. Flavor: minty, light, and crispy. Flavor intensity was low.
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- Googled “Best macaron in Paris” and came up with Pierre Herme. Stood in line behind some other Americans to get a taste! No pics allowed inside – I wish I could have gotten one. The assortment of pastries was beautiful!
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- About to devour my $15 worth of macarons. Yes, you read that properly. Europe is so expensive :(
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- Cute packaging for a delicious assortment of flavors: lemon, rose, olive oil to name a few.
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- My favorite macaron by far was the citron Pierre Herme macaron. Pefect light crispy texture and INTENSE lemon flavor. yuumy!
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- An assortment of all the flavors that McCafe offered. Why don’t the US McCafes have this?
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- Sampling a McCafe macaron. For much less than Pierre Herme, it was still pretty tasty. The lemon flavor was nowhere near as intense though!
So, my favorite band, Eve 6, has been in limbo for the past 5 years or so – a breakup, hiatus, a new group made of only a few of the members, and finally them reassembling as themselves with ALL the original guys! yay!
They came to Charlotte a few weeks ago and we had an enjoyable time going to see them. We even got some free Coors light (with the awesome color-changing mountain on the packaging). Sweet!
Don’t feel like paying $30 for 2 glasses of wine in a cafe? Solution: stock up on way too much wine at the Supermache for like $2 a bottle! So much, in fact, that you have to drink most of it in the last few days in the trip because there is too much to travel home with. Be sure to forget the juice glasses you bought just for this purpose and drink straight out of the bottle on the banks of the Seine river! Here, nobody cares if you drink out of unconcealed containers of booze. Ding!
Yeah, I am classy like that.
Surely after drinking a half bottle of wine, figuring out directions will be that much easier.
Hahaha! Maps are HILARIOUS!
When you get up, realize your butt is covered with little teeny very sticky flowers. Notice that none of the French people walking by have flowers stuck to their butts, even though they sat in the SAME EXACT SPOT!
Clearly these flowers prefer the butt of a stupide Americane! Really, if you ever want to feel like you are dressed like a huge dork (and get stuff stuck all over your butt), just go to Paris. I felt just like Andie in The Devil Wears Prada, pre-makeover, in my sensible traveling clothes and shoes. Still, I was not inclined to shove my feet into any teeny pointy shoes for walking 6 miles a day. My dogs were barking enough with my made-for-walking Teva hiking boots, thanks! Parisian women must walk about 1 block a day, or, they have insane toleration for pain… or perhaps several bottles of wine are involved just for one short afternoon jaunt in the classy shoes. Must be, must be.
OK, one day at Versailles yields ridiculous amounts of photos. Unfortunately, half of the photos I took inside didn’t come out so great (blurry) – though, that did DEFINITELY help me weed down the photo count. Who really needs 900 pictures of carvings and crazy paintings anyway? haha.
Here are the highlights of the inside of the palace.
First of all, no surface, anywhere, is left unembellished. The walls had gold leaf, paintings, inlaid stonework, carvings, etc etc at every turn. The floors were mostly either a patterned laid wood floor or inset stone like granite. Pretty much every ceiling looked something like this. It really makes me wonder why the Sistine Chapel is such a big deal… Apparently lots of artists worked on scaffolding laying down…
As proud owners of a fireplace, we were also impressed by each and every fireplace we encountered. Of course, each was made of a different exotic carved stone. Plus, they were large enough to hold an entire tree:
Where the King and Queen ate while everyone else watched. (Once again, my home viewing of Marie Antoinette starring Oak’s not-so-secret Hollywood crush Kirsten Dunst came in handy to truly picture this dining set being used.)
The royal boudoir, the spot of another famous scene in the movie. Did you know, when the Queen gives birth, everyone and their brother comes along to watch it all take place in her bedroom? How fun is that! 
The famous hall of mirrors, where the beautiful people admire themselves. OK, I totally stole that quote from our travel buddy Rick Steves. Mirrors were a huge luxury at the time, so I’d imagine, even if you weren’t all that vain you’d probably still be looking in these all the time like, OMG that’s what I look like? Time for some lipo and botox!
<insert some more photos of random paintings, thrones, a billion statues and paintings of King Louis, etc etc. > OK – I’m not really going to put you through that. The palace is definitely a worthy experience and one I wholeheartedly recommend should you find yourself in Paris area (it’s about a 40 minute train/car ride from the city). So, you can see it for yourself someday. Just be prepared to feel a little like cattle, and to be elbowing at a million other tourists. You’re not the only one that wants to be here!
I guess I am reserving the Versailles gardens (not to mention the other “mini-palaces” on the grounds) for another post. But here I am, semi-relieved to be outside of the grandest homes in the world. We did the palace first in the day and really, it’s about 1/5th of everything you can see here. You don’t know whether to be in awe of it all, or finally come to the true understanding of the aggravation with the monarchy’s overindulgence that started the French revolution (of which, by the way, they make zero mention of at Versailles). So, I hope you enjoyed this highlight tour! Be back soon with more photos
So, besides herring sandwiches (which, sorry, BLECH) and lots of cheese, we didn’t really find any what you might call “indigenous cuisine” in the Netherlands. At least in Amsterdam, it seemed to be more like a melting pot cuisine-wise.
So, when we came across a hot dog cart near the Van Gogh museum, we thought let’s give it a try. This was the first (and only) hot dog cart I remember seeing the entire trip. You could order hot dogs in cafes in France – but who in their right mind would? Sorry France, I’m sticking to the croque madame.
So, we queued up with the group of middle school kids that were also crowding the cart. Here’s Oak with his final product:
It was kind of an interesting set up- the guy just asked how many hot dogs you wanted, and then he had a self-serve bar of different toppings. We pretty much loaded up with everything they had, which included the standard ketchup, mustard, and onions but some unusual things like: shredded cheese, dried fried onions (think French’s green bean casserole type onions), mayonnaise, and pickle chunks instead of relish. I don’t know if we were just hot dog deprived, or hungry, but these were pretty damn good:
I’d definitely do the French’s fried onions on a hot dog again – maybe there is a use for those things other than in green bean casserole. Nom nom!
In Paris, we visited the Palace of Versailles. Oh my, I think if you ever see one palace in your life this has to be the one. It is just INSANE. It’s beyond huge, and no expense is spared at any corner. It’s truly a masterpiece. But, that’s for another post.
Before we left on our trip, I decided to watch Marie Antoinette, starring Kirsten Dunst, for my history of the French monarchy. Yeah, I realize this movie probably wasn’t exactly historically accurate but my tolerance of reading historical information is pretty low, and the entertainment factor was there. It definitely helped give me some context to what we were seeing as we visited the palace.
The movie starts off on a sour note – Marie crosses the border of France from Austria, where she is from, and she is traveling with her little dog on her lap. Well, she gets to the border and the mom (or whoever was picking her up, I forget) TAKES HER DOG AWAY and tells her she can have as many FRENCH dogs as she likes! Of course Marie-Antoinette cries and cries. Are you kidding me? That pretty much sets the tone of Marie-Antoinette’s life as an Austrian turned French monarch.
So, after awhile, Marie-Antoinette decides she needs somewhere to hide from all these bitchy monarch people. She creates a farm that’s far enough away that nobody really wants to walk to it, but there’s also a huge fence and a moat like thing to keep people out. It took us like an hour of hiking around to even find the entrance – we were so tired at the end of this day. She basically created a farm where she could live a more basic and peaceful life. They have the entire thing set up as a farm and you can see the outsides of the buildings:
And of course, there were tons of animals and crops to see. The most exciting part for me was the little bunny grotto. There were probably around 20 bunnies, and they had a little fenced off wooded area. So cute. These two were grooming each other like crazy:
Oh, and a final bunny note: Oak actually ate a “terrine du lapin” when we were in South France. I didn’t have any but he said it tasted like chicken. Go figure. I am pretty sure Radar knew that Oak ate it because the day we came home, he dug at Oak’s belly like he was very angry about what was inside of it. haha. Happy Easter!
When we first started planning our trip, we hadn’t really thought too much about when all the flowers would be in bloom in Holland. After we booked our ticket I looked it up, and lo and behold — they were going to be at least started blooming!!! After some more research, I found Keukenof, the “world’s largest flower garden”! We really love visiting gardens, so despite the somewhat pricey entry fee, we decided to go. It was completely worth the cost, as it was almost a whole day of fascinating and beautiful gardens, and all so perfectly and meticulously maintained. So, although I’m going out of order on our itinerary here, I thought I’d share these photos for Easter weekend, since they are so quintessentially Spring.
Slipping into some wooden shoes — Oak decides to try to walk. Not so easy!
No this is not a sneaky camera angle – these tulips are really almost waist high:
There was a huuuuge area that had every color and variety of tulip imaginable. So beautiful! Made me wish that they weren’t an annual flower in the South. Boo!
In the kid’s area, we saw this little rabbit. Turns out he is some kind of icon (like Mickey Mouse) in Holland, because we saw him a few other places. Isn’t he cute?
Of course, we saw many windmills – most just when we were driving along the road, but Keukenhof had one you could even go up inside! It was pretty cool – stairs like a lighthouse inside, and then a deck on the top where you could look out.
It was a wonderful day, and as you can see great weather! We were all bundled up in the morning when we got there, which turned out to be completely unnecessary. Loved it!
