Jeans are being used for everything these days from insulating homes to just about a million different crafts. A few years back a friend of mine had made this wonderful quilt using old jeans. It was beautiful. At that moment, I started saving every pair of out-grown, worn-out and not fit to be worn in public jeans.
I wanted a quilt or blanket to take to the beach. I had a great one that somehow went missing. My professional mom guess?—a teenager went to the beach with some friends and somehow that blanket was left behind or left at someone else’s home. And, I’m sure that mom, like me has asked “Who does this belong to? It’s not ours.” And, I’m sure the usual response was ” Huh? What? Ya, I don’t know.”

This is my color inspiration for my denim quilt. I love the pink and coral with denim. It seemed to be the perfect combination.
I cut the jeans into 6 inch squares. I used left-over fabric that I recently used to re-cover an ottoman to go in between the denim squares. Stitched the whole thing together. I added a small layer of cotton batting and a fun tie-dye fabric for the backside. I’m not a seamstress or a quilter—so I know that how I put this sucker together was very unconventional. I didn’t use a pattern and when something didn’t line up it stayed that way. I love the results. The reason—I look at all those squares and know that they came from one of my kids at some point in their lives. I did save one pair I just couldn’t bring myself to cut up. All four of my boys wore that single pair of jeans when they were toddlers. Let me tell you, those Baby Gap jeans that I purchased back in 1989 for my oldest son, have held up. And, to last through 4 boys now that is some feat!

Linking up with Romantic Home.
Here’s a little bit of personal history. I have lived in the Rose Garden Neighborhood since 1989. Our home was a very quaint 3 bedroom 1 bath bungalow style home–and with one toddler it fit perfect. But then another baby and then a set of twins–we needed a little bit of elbow room. We looked at moving but I kept coming back to how I loved this little house, how I loved my neighborhood and how I loved that park just down the street. So, we stayed and remodeled (… that’s a whole other story).
This week I’m inspired by work spaces at home. Somewhere to slip away where I know I would be so productive–errr well, at least get something crossed off my list. A place when kids, pets and husband can be heard, but off in the distance so I wouldn’t be distracted. A place where I can leave a half finished project out without worries of puppy chewing, kids spilling or husband moving to make room for dinner. Yep, that sounds nice. Now, in my mind it would be so organized. If I needed a pair of scissors–I would know that they would be in the top left drawer as opposed to right now–I think I might have to knock on a neighbor’s door to borrow a pair. Anyway, here is what I’m drooling over–
When we first bought our home way back in the ’80’s, it needed some work. Mostly cosmetic changes to bring it to the current era. We were house poor–sinking every last cent into the purchase. We–and I really mean I–became a DIYer. Being young and dare I say naive at the time I wasn’t afraid to try anything. Now, I have no excuse except stupidity. That’s just how I roll. I want something done–I just do it. The husband on the other hand likes to research stuff–make sure it’s the right decision. So, we come from different worlds. The husband traveled a lot in our early years which worked in my favor. I just sorta got to do things my way–by defualt–since he wasn’t here.





Thought you were gone. Thought I’d never see you again. It’s been three long Christmases since you were last seen. So glad you’re back! My Christmas Angel. 


For those of you unfamiliar, Mad Men is an amazing series about an advertising agency in New York during the sixties. (Shame on
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I’m completely smitten with rooftop gardens. A big city filled with high rises and concrete but hidden at the top of the stairs you find an oasis. My love of rooftop gardens began years ago watching a very sappy chick flick staring Christian Slater. Bed of Roses is not a great movie, but the garden is fabulous. I found all of these rooftop gardens at 



















