I know. The title is full on #nerdalert. But it rhymes and it’s Friday and it’s all I’ve got.
Anyway, today’s Friday Favorites is dedicated to deliveries from home and helpful parents.
1. Old Ski Delivery!!
Skiing is my thing. I don’t get to do it as much as I’d like living in New York, but I love it. I picked where I went to college based on proximity to ski areas #donttellmydad and even got to fulfill my childhood goals of being a ski instructor my last year of college. I’ve always had my eye on the various sets of my grandmother’s wooden skis my mom used to decorate our house. My stepdad just drove all my remaining
crap possessions that were stored in their Colorado garage cross-country to move into our basement. Included in that carload was a pair of my grandma’s wooden skis as a housewarming/anniversary gift!!! Between my vintage ski posters, those ice skates I pulled from a farm attic, and these skis, it seems a ski lodge decor motif is emerging. And, the skis are from Macy’s – how cool is that?!
2. Ski School
Speaking of skiing, I also got a delivery from my dad today who also decided it was time for me to have my childhood mementos … report cards, Father’s Day cards, lots of random homework, and pictures. It seems that now that we own our own home, it’s time for me to store my own stuff :). The box also had one of my season passes to Steamboat and a ski school report card. How ridiculous is my picture?? I might not have been thrilled to be going to ski school. I definitely had a love-hate relationship with ski school when I was little. I didn’t always love the really cold, hard days, but I did love the pizza, coke, and cookies from the cafeteria #priorities. These days, I’m super grateful that my parents put me in ski school for most winter weekends of my childhood because they wanted to
go ski themselves develop my skills. My mom says back then it was cheaper than day care; today you have sell your kidney to pay for ski school, so looks like I’ll be doing the teaching.
3. Parents Who Paint
Our entire house is this
dingy warm white color with orangey-stained wood trim. My mom (who flew – cross-country drives aren’t her thing) arrived at our new home and said, “The walls are great shape, you don’t event need to paint!” Ha! Little did she know that I had gallons on paint ready in the basement. I wanted to move towards a crisper paint palette with light grey on the walls and white trim. Instead of a relaxing visit, we spent the last week filling holes in the trim and painting it white and painting the walls various shades of grey. My stepdad also built me an awesome bookshelf – I’ll do a whole post on that next week. My parents rock!
4. Kitchen Islands That Face the Right Direction
There is a long list questions I’d ask whoever built this house. Most involve lighting issues e.g. there are NO(!!!!) lights above the cook space in the kitchen. Who does that? Another big one is, “Why did you install the kitchen island backwards and far away from the kitchen?” The countertop/bar area was in the kitchen. The whole thing was very weird. So, last week we enlisted the help of my FIL and BIL to help detach and spin the island. Yippee! Now we just need to do a slight touchup to the floor where the island stood, but the new location is perfect.
5. Old Notes
For some reason, this note was in the box my dad sent which one of my oldest friends, Lindsay, wrote her mom, who was staying with me at the time with instructions on how to turn on the TV. What a good daughter.