Happy Halloween

from The Turner Five

Halloween at our house is becoming a flurry of activity.

This is especially true as the kids are getting older.

Our daughter is always making some kind of plans to go trick-or-treating with her friends.  Of course, those friends don’t live right here in our neighborhood.

She also ALWAYS waits until the last-minute to figure out her costume.  Then she changes her mind 50 times.

Before we get to this years festivities, I thought it would be fun to take a little walk down memory lane.  Back when the kids were little and Halloween was so much easier.  It seemed difficult then, but when I look back, it was so much easier.

First we have 2000. I was pregnant with Zachary at the time.  Trent was Darth Maul and Victoria was Blue from Blue’s Clue’s.  Look how happy she was.

2001 –  Trent was Zorro, Victoria Magenta from Blue’s Clue’s and Zachary, who was having his first Halloween was Blue.  See, easy and happy.


Trent and Victoria were Star Wars people, don’t ask me who.  Zachary was a strawberry.  I actually made this costume and it was so cute.  I wish he could have worn it forever.


Zachary was Bob The Builder.  He just loved Bob.

2004 I didn’t have any pictures so we are moving on to 2005

Trent was some scary thing in a black robe, Victoria was the Scream character and Zachary was a fireman


We had Spiderman and Darth Vader


Zachary was a pirate, Victoria was a baseball man.  She actually won a “Best Costume” award at a party we attended that year.


We had some friends come over and all the kids went trick-or-treating together.  The big boys even went.


This was the year our daughter started getting weird.  Her and a friend were shopping at WalMart when they saw these Cookie Monster t-shirts.  They then decided they would be Kiss (the rock band) wearing the Cookie Monster shirts.  It was all very weird and I think they ended up wiping all the makeup off before they went out.

Our oldest son was off at Basic Training this year so Zachary wanted to be a soldier.


Zachary was a hobo.

Victoria didn’t dress up but dad got in on the action.

So that brings us to 2011.

Zachary knew early on that he wanted to be bloody.  He didn’t know what kind of bloody, just bloody.  He finally decided on a zombie.

Victoria said she wanted to be Blue.  Nothing specific, just blue.

So, we got to work.

This is what she ended up with.

I think she looks like an Avatar.

She decided she didn’t like the wig in her face, so then she just became this.

Now she kinda looks like a blue army man.

I’m not sure what she is, but she is definitely BLUE.

Zachary gets his makeup.

It’s a good thing dad doubles as a handy man and a make-up artist.

The finished zombie face.

And the complete costume.

Don’t forget the blood.

The zombie tries to attack the Blue person.

Oh, and I can’t close without showing the pumpkin we did this year.  We spray painted it black this year.  It looks really cool with the candles.

So, that was our Halloween.  It was fun, but I’m always glad when it’s over.  I hope that you have had a great evening and you had lots of trick-or-treaters.  We have had a few, but I still have lots of candy left over.  They better hurry up and come get all this.


A new kitchen light

A few years ago we replaced some of the lighting in our kitchen from the cheap builder’s grade models to something we found at Lowe’s.  We have the same fixture over the table in the breakfast area as we do in the kitchen itself.

Over our sink we still had the cheap light fixture that was put in when the house was built.

This is what it looks like.

For my birthday last week, my mom gave me a gift card to Lowe’s.  At first I couldn’t figure out what I was going to spend it on and then it hit me.  It would be a perfect time (and just enough money) to replace this light fixture.

So off I went to Lowe’s and found this.

The shade is very similar to what we already have.  It’s shaped different but is the same colors.  I like the shape of it and it makes it stand out since it is by itself.

See, same but slightly different.  I love it.

So we started by taking down the original light fixture.

The old light fixture left an ugly black mark when we took it down.  We tried to clean it off, but it just smeared.  Unfortunately, we don’t have any ceiling paint left so we will have to get some and touch it up later.

The new light is adjustable and could hang down 53″.  We measured it to be the same length as the light fixture in the kitchen.

Once we figured out how long we wanted it to be, it got all wired up right where the old one came down.

And, finished.  It was a pretty easy job to complete.  I think we were able to get it done between football games.  I love how it looks.

This is the view from the kitchen to the family room

And the view from the family room into the kitchen.

And now, how about a side-by-side.






I love the difference it makes to the kitchen.  Because the light hangs further down, it actually gives more light at the sink area.

So, that’s what we did this weekend.

I hope your weekend was productive.

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A chilly morning of softball


I took this picture early in the morning at the softball tournament we went to this weekend.

We froze the entire time so I didn’t take too many more.

I love how the sun is just waking up (along with the girls) and is just kissing the fields.

This pictures also sums up the kind of day we had: freezing!

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A day in the life of a 40 year old

That’s right.

I turned 40 this week. I know some of you are saying “Finally, I thought you would never get here” while others of you are saying “Really, I thought you would have turned 40 years ago”.

Whichever way you were thinking, it finally happened. It wasn’t too hard on me. I know some people are devastated when they reach an age like 30 or 40. I think it was harder on my mom this year. She used the term “Baby Girl” in everything she said to me that day. I think she was trying to mentally turn back the clock to when I was just a baby girl. I can’t say I blame her, I constantly look at my own kids and wonder where the years have gone and why they have gotten so big.

So, my day started out pretty well. The weekend before my birthday, I found this bike at a garage sale.

I was so excited. One that it was my size (I’m a little short) and 2 that it was a girls bike. I find boy bikes everywhere but that just doesn’t work.
I have been asking for a bike for my birthday for about 5 years. Every time I ask for one something else comes up that I end up having to get for my birthday like a new dishwasher, new refrigerators and new laptop computers. I know those really aren’t birthday presents but lets not go there, mkay!
So when I saw this bike at the garage sale for only 10 bucks, I just knew it was meant to be. I brought it home and I was so proud of it. Hubby just gave me the “I can’t believe you brought that piece of junk to my house and expect me to fix it” look. Trust me, I know it well. I finally got him to go out to the garage and take a look and try to get the brakes working. I figure that would be an important part of bike riding. Being able to stop without crashing into a tree is pretty high on my list of priorities. He used a lot of terms like “piece of junk” and “what were you thinking” but we got the front brakes working (for the most part).
We have a very nice park in our area and my fantasy is to ride on the mile long walking/biking trail. I envision myself doing lap after lap after lap.
I decided my birthday was the day. I was taking my new yard sale bike to the park and giving it a go.  Keep in mind that I still have no back brakes at this point.  Just front brakes, which only partially work if you are on a flat surface and going fairly slow.
I started out pretty good. It was awesome to feel the wind in my hair. It was a beautiful day and I was going to ride my bike until my little heart was content.
I did really well on the flat parts. When I got to the hills is when I realized the importance of working gears. See, my lovely bike is stuck in 5th gear (or even higher, I’m not really sure). This actually makes it very difficult to bike uphill. Who knew? I had to actually get off the bike and push it up the hills. So much for the wind blowing in my hair.
It was on this hill that I realized the importance of really – good – working – brakes.
I was squeezing the brakes so hard coming down this hill that I heard something pop. I saw my life flashing before my eyes. I thought this was it. I was going to crash and burn. Go ahead and call the ambulance because this is it for me.
It’s a good thing the park wasn’t very busy at this particular time and I was able to coast down to a reasonable speed. Then it was up one more hill, getting off and pushing my way up it, and then finally making it to my car. My legs felt like jell-o and I thought my heart was going to pound out of my chest.
I put the bike in the car and walked the track a lap. I just couldn’t go home after only 1 mile, I mean, what would have been the point in that. You have to do at least 2 miles.
I finally get myself home and felt like I was going to die. This must have been what it feels like to be a serious fitness person. I really thought riding the bike at the park would have been a breeze. I thought wrong. It’s painful, really painful.
After I finally recovered and got my breathing back to normal, I put on my birthday socks and headed out to meet hubby for lunch.
I just realized this is the 2nd picture I had taken of my feet that day. Is their some kind of message there.

I met up with hubby at his work and we headed to my favorite place for lunch.

Oh, The Flying Biscuit Cafe. I just love that place. I go there mainly for their grits. Which is surprising in and of itself because I’m from Ohio. We don’t eat grits in Ohio, I wasn’t raised on grits, it’s a total southern thing. I also thought this was the restaurant that throws biscuits at their diners, but apparently not because no one threw a biscuit at me. Bummer!
I ordered the pumpkin pancakes, the Creamy Dreamy Grits, and some sausage patties. It was delicious.  That big hunk of stuff on my pancake is a mixture of butter, cinnamon, nutmeg and maple.  YUM!
We then went to my favorite store to look for some cheap finds that I could revamp and use in our home. I found this coffee mug. You can read all about my snowman infatuation here.
I also found this lamp.
Our next stop was suppose to be GiGi’s Cupcakes for dessert but hubby was late getting back to work so he had to go. I would have to head to GiGi’s on my own which just happens to be located in the outdoor mall called The Forum which also has such stores like Williams-Sonoma, The Pottery Barn and Swoozies just to name a few.
As sad as it was, I would have to hit all those places alone; oh darn.
So, off I went. I stopped at GiGi’s cupcakes first. If you haven’t indulged in a GiGi’s cupcake, you must.
I ended up getting 4 so I could share with the family. Actually, that’s a lie. I didn’t want to seem like the biggest pig in the world by getting a dozen, so I only got 4. Sharing with the family wasn’t a lie.  I will totally share, if they get home fast enough 🙂
Maybe if I lay off these bad boys I would be able to ride my bike more than a mile. Geesh!
Actually this is only the 2nd time in my life that I’ve had a GiGi’s cupcake. They are gourmet cupcakes and they serve a variety of flavors. Definitely a must try.
After that I did a little shopping at the mall. I ended up with this really fun cup.
All in all, I had a great day. It was fun hooking up with hubby for a little bit.
As for turning 40, I really don’t feel any different than when I was 39. It’s just a number right!!

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Stand Makeover

This little table was one of my garage sale finds.  I just stopped off for a quick peak and this stand caught my eye.  I believe I only paid $3 for it.
Since I have been finishing my basement, I’ve been looking for cheap stands and accessories that I can redo. 

The stand wasn’t in too bad of shape but it had this piece of tile glued to the top. 
Don’t ask me why.

It was on there pretty good but hubby was able to pry it off.
I then had to sand quite a bit to get the leftover glue off.
I didn’t take any pictures of that part; we all know how to sand, right.
I then spray painted it black.  I’m doing most of my accessories in the basement black.  Picture frames, bulletin boards, cheap little stands that I pick up at garage sales.

I did 3 coats on the whole thing.  Because I didn’t prime it first (duh) the paint soaked into the wood and it was hard to get the top, where all the glue was, to look smooth.
Next time, I’ll make sure to prime the wood first.

I then found this cute lamp and shade at Goodwill for like $7.  I just love the shade and it has the colors of my basement walls in it.


I love how it looks on the stand.


And with the light on.  Of course, it doesn’t make for a great picture.
I just love the transformation that a can of spray paint can give.
I’ve been having lots of luck with lamps at goodwill.


How about you? Do you have a lamp fetish like I do?  I just can’t seem to have enough lamps in my rooms, any room.

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