Monday, April 13, 2009

Metamorphosis Monday

Once again, since I can’t get photos out of my real camera, we have to look at what I can capture on my cell. We hit the nursery the other day, looking for vermiculite. Home Depot no longer carries it. It has ‘toxic’ ingredients. Who are these people listening to? I mean, besides that font of scientific knowledge Al Gore? Or maybe Lauri Davis? Sheryl Crow? Anyway, it is a mineral that, when heated, ‘pops’. We are planting a garden this year and needed it to use for starting seeds. Apparently the fact that the mineral is inert, does not absorb  into the soil, seedlings or plants is immaterial. So we had to go to the nursery and pay twice as much for it. BUT (I do have a point here), I was prowling around in the ‘scratch and dent’ area and found this lovely clock. Look at the original price on it and then what I paid for it!. So, here is my ‘metamorphosis’.

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Am I not absolutely AMAZING? Thought we could all use a Monday giggle. Now take your bad self over to Between Naps on the Porch (one of my very favorite blog names as I am a ‘napper’ and come from a family of ‘nappers’.  http://betweennapsontheporch.blogspot.com/

13 comments:

  1. Hey, Susie Q! Thanks for stopping by. What a steal on the clock you got. Way to shop! Glad you got inspired from my bathroom painting project. :)

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  2. GREAT FIND.SORRY ABOUT YOUR CHEMICAL..ANN

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  3. You are funny! I once worked for a computer software company and when people called to say their computer wasn't working, our first question was, is it plugged in? Many times it wasn't!

    I will pray for your son by the way. What a great week that will be to have that over with and have your other son back!

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  4. So...I did get a laugh out of this. Quite cleaver! I would be happy to show a tutorial on the beading. I will see where I can add it in the next several weeks or sooner. Thank you for your sweet comment! Have a great night and day tomorrow!!

    Hugs to you,
    ~Victoria~

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  5. Lol! It took me a little bit to figure out what you did. :)

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  6. hi susie,thanks for coming by and your comment.great met!,you are very funny girl...anyways have a great day and please come by again..
    silvia.

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  7. Tiff...Cabinet Man laughed at me when he saw what I was doing. It is hard to tell, but I VERY carefully straightened the hands on it ; D

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  8. You did get a great deal on the pretty clock. As for vermiculite, I had no idea it was a problem. From what I have now read, it has asbestos in it...weird.

    Thanks for stopping by my blog. The butt is my daughter's, not her boyfriend's!! LOL I was attempting humor, 'cause in the song he talks about the woman inheriting her butt from her mom. In this case, my hubby is the one with the ample behind, which both of our daughters do have. As for me, my behind has sagged into my thighs. TMI, and a lovely image, eh?

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  9. Good grief, who knew silly old vermiculite was so complicated, right?

    Enjoyed visiting your blog,
    Come see me-

    Laura

    whitespraypaint.blogspot.com

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  10. For some reason I can't comment on your Susan Boyle post. I couldn't agree with you more...great personality, don't judge the book, etc., etc. She's fantastic...I'll be waiting to buy her debut CD!

    Thanks for stopping by...love that you're a 24 fan...I'm addicted!!!

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  11. For some reason I can't comment on your Susan Boyle post. I couldn't agree with you more...great personality, don't judge the book, etc., etc. She's fantastic...I'll be waiting to buy her debut CD!

    Thanks for stopping by...love that you're a 24 fan...I'm addicted!!!

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  12. Left you a little surprise on my blog.

    Laura

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  13. Glad you stopped by my blog so that I could discover your blog. I think your fix for the clock was just too clever for words.

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