I love it when I find the perfect thing after I’ve been hunting for it for weeks (sometimes months or years.)  Actually, it’s sweet when I find the perfect thing right away, but I do need to practice my patience, so this was a good opportunity to do that.  Anyway, I was shopping for basic staples at Target and, as those of you who love Target know, it’s difficult to leave Target with just the basic staples.  I always wander into the home section just to check things out.  I may be shopping for bananas and I know bananas aren’t with the lamps, but I can’t help myself.  

While looking around the kitchen section, I found this great green & white rug.  It was exactly the kind of rug I’ve been looking for to use on my new white Carrara-ish kitchen tiles.  The rugs I had in my kitchen before were gold shag runners that I found on clearance at Wal-Mart a few years ago.  They worked with the old linoleum floor, because they sort of blended in, but they looked grungy against the crisp white.  I really needed some kind of rug under the sink, though, because it would get pretty spotted between drips from the sink and things that missed the trash can, which is in the cabinet under the sink.

This does the job perfectly.  I had a hard time finding a cute rug I liked that wouldn’t slide all over the place and this has a rubber grip on the entire bottom.  I’m also sort of picky about rugs.  I like cotton and wool rugs and am not a fan of those poly-blend-plastic-ish kind of rugs.  This one feels nice and natural under foot.  (This isn’t a sponsored post, by the way.)

…and it goes perfectly with my Lucketts Green milk paint stool.  

It’s a winner!

Just a funny little story on the side – See those letters drawn on the chalkboard?  My five year old boy is learning to read and that’s where I write his word families to review them a few times a day.  My younger son likes to get involved in this drill.  He erases the words I write and writes new words.  The other day, he was pointing to these hieroglyphics asking his older brother to read them.  After looking at the wall blankly for a few seconds, he looked at me, exasperated.  “Umm…mommy.  I can’t read those!  They’re not even words!”

I thought I would hate having scribbles on my wall, but I actually really like the chalkboard in the kitchen.  There is something playful and inviting about it.

  I also found a couple of rosemary topiaries at the grocery store and, of course, I had to buy them!  They’re great for photo shoots…

…as long as they are alive.

The only way I’m going to have a green thumb is if I paint it.