Project: Semi-Homemade Bulletin Board

I will never consider myself to be a super-crafty person - but I am super excited about some of the stuff I've been seeing on other pages that inspire me to do my own projects. So, here is one of my firsts!!

My office has been in need of a bulletin board for some time. I knew it would help to organize some of the important items for work (such as fees due on certain dates). When I completely dropped the ball and missed one of these oh so important dates, I realized that NOW is the time to invest in a bulletin board. But, I wanted something a little more fun and personalized than just a plain old cork board. I believe Google and I are on the same level, because she always seems to find what I am looking for.  I Googled "how to make a bulletin board" and this appeared:

"How to Make a Personalized Corkboard {bulletin board}"

I ended up buying a cork board with no frame at Hobby Lobby and some fabric (which is why I love this project so very much!). I wrapped the cork board in the fabric and used a staple gun to fasten the fabric down. It took me about 10 minutes to make and I'm planning on making another one for AJ's side of the office.

I'm amazed at what ideas people come up with! I thank all of you creative people out there for helping the not-so-creative people like me!

Time Flies When You're Having Fun

So, apparently time goes fast. Everyone has always told me that it continues to get faster, but I tell myself that "it won't for me."  Well, I was wrong. Somehow my little baby boy has become a smart little boy, and my sweet baby girl has now learned to crawl.

I am blessed in my life to have a lot of friends and family tell me to enjoy the moments as they happen. I am sad it has taken me 27 (almost 28) years to figure this out! However, I am very thankful that I can know this as my kids grow. Some days are easier than others, (I won't sugar coat it) but I have a wonderful feeling taking some of these moments in. My moment tonight was when AJ came in early and we all read a book and held hands (by demand of Mr. Wyatt). I took that moment, and that is all that was there - that one moment.  There was no laundry to be sorted, dishes to be washed, toys to be picked up, or work to be done.  It's a challenge some days to recognize and enjoy those moments, but it makes the whole day worth it to take it. 

One if of the best quotes I've seen to help me to remember this is
"Lord, the next time I reach for the vacuum cleaner, remind me that someday this mess will be a memory"
 -- Sabra Ciancanelli, Daily Guideposts 2011

Enjoy your messes. :)

 



The first day for the rest of my life.

So like I said - today is the first day for the rest of my life.  Blogging is something new, and as some would call - a hobby.  I am attempting new and fun things that will keep me 'up to date' with this quickly moving world, as well as help me to slow down and smell the roses! 

First, I'll start off with the meaning of my "blog name" (remember, I'm new to this, and don't have the lingo down yet!).  My husband doesn't like it when my Mom and I always tell each other we are 'home again finnegan.'  So, I'll try to inform you of the meaning - TO ME.

Growing up, when ever we'd get home - my dad and mom would always announce "home again finnegan" when driving in the driveway.  And like all that I inherit from my parents, I have inherited this phrase.  But when I think of how I feel when I say it, well, I feel at HOME.  I think of the great feeling I've always had when driving in the driveway from a long day, trip, or even home from college.  That feeling of the weight being instantly lifted, looking up at the house and thinking who I'll get to see or talk to.  Loving the many memories of family events such as birthdays, Christmas, or just family dinners (mostly roast or chicken noodle and dumplings!).  The hugs I'd instantly get when walking in the door.  The smells of home.  The newness that it always brings.  There is nothing like feeling at home. 

Even though my husband doesn't like it when I say it (honey, if you read this, let me know if this helps you out in any way to understand it! <3), he should be happy that I say it.  Because, when I drive into our driveway and walk into the door, that feeling of being HOME is again in my heart.  And I'm excited for our children to carry on that same feeling and tradition of being home.