It all started with this tree. I painted it on Brinn’s walls back in 2008
I figured I would just stick to the garden theme and go with it.
Tinsley’s furniture in Rock Hill is now the Shoppes at Rivers Edge.
When I was shopping for furniture for the store, I saw some beds I wanted to get the girls, but the timing wasn’t right. I went back down all excited to buy the beds, but they were gone! I found this cute dresser though, and they sent me off with a phone number to find the girl that had the particular shop I was looking for.
It was $65 and has a stool, too.
I found her. In Matthews, and she still had the beds! I paid $150 for both.
I headed down to the Pottery Barn outlet in Gaffney, because I’d remembered they had some really cute garden themed bedding. Major score. That dresser had a huge gash on the side of it, so I paid $160 for it…
and found the perfect bedding.
Six Pence Pub asked us to do the desserts to celebrate Prince William and Kate’s wedding, so Ames came up with a cupcake recipe that replicated Prince William’s groomscake- chocolate and tea biscuit. YUM! It was an oat tea biscuit cake, filled with ganache, topped with british tea biscuit crumbs, and topped with our homemade cut out crowns. Very “royal”.
and we sold these delish union jack cut outs in the shop too….nomnoms.
Not really. Like most years, Bob bought me a gift certificate for anthropologie. I really really REALLY wanted one of their beautiful retro style bathing suits. Sadly, the store doesn’t carry them and my body can’t handle “guessing” if a suit will fit or not. Cuz most likely there is no chance in hell, so I got this instead:
36. I will embrace it. Because plastic surgery is always an option if needed.
Here is A…..
And here is B: The Twix Fix cupcake.
caramel cake, cookie crust bottom, a twix mini baked in the center, homemade caramel on top, the caramel is also whipped into the chocolate frosting, and well yes…drizzled too. Why not one more twix piece? For garnish, of course…
Last fall I was in Lowe’s and found a sad, pathetic excuse for a climbing rose bush on the clearance table for a few bucks. It had one little shriveled up rose on it that looked more like a white carnation than a rose. I brought it home, haphazardly dug a hole and hoped for the best.
Here it is six months later! I’m like a rose whisperer or something.