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I love a blog post title that just comes right out and smacks you in the face with a promise. Well this is it. I promise to show you … Barn wedding + cupcakes + treehouse = awesome sauce.
We all need some inspiration at this time of year. Right ? Right. It’s been winter around here since 1954. Enough already. Winter was a shit sandwich this year. I’m tired of waking up in the morning, sipping my energy mud coffee and wanting to punch winter in the face.
It has been serious winter hibernation. I could probably knit my way from here to Cleveland right about now.
Free Knitting Patter
We need something to get our engines runnin’. We need mojo injection. We need off the chain. Through the roof. We need it all.
I love barns, cupcakes, boozy booze and tree houses … in no particular order. Oh, and I love George Clooney, does that count?
My whisper voice : I’d marry him in the barn. Shhhh.
It’s the time of year that we all need a little inspiration, isn’t it? You with me? Say yes. Want a breath of fresh air? Good. Here it comes.
It’s the story of a wedding in a barn. Not just any old barn. Not just any old wedding. My nieces wedding in our barn.
Truth bomb :
It all started with an explosion and ended with a cupcake. Or two cupcakes. Or twelve. That’s right. I took cupcakes to bed with me that night. I enjoy long romantic walks to the cupcake display at weddings. First, I started down the cupcake stand while thinking … I want that. All of that. *Stomps foot*
I stuffed cupcakes in my pocket and snuck them off for late night snacks. Dang. Delish.
Should I be admitting all this in my outside voice?
The barn wedding happened last summer. I’m fast at posting things, don’t you think? I’m a speedy GoGo gadget AND I can tap my head while rubbing my tummy at the same time too. Freaking brilliant.
Truth is, I wanted to wait until I needed to pull inspiration outta my pocket. Winter has been going on here since 1954 and might end around 2020 so I need some inspiration mojo to get my engines running for spring again.
You too? Need some inspiration? Good. I like how you roll. Let’s get the party started with cupcakes.
I wholeheartedly believe that barns are waaaaaay too pretty for hay. They should have a chandelier. Bali lights. Great music. Good mojo all around.
Opening the door to a new beginning …
When we first moved to the countryside, our barn was a barn. You know that thing that is full of hay, 800 years of cobwebs and the odd mysterious I dunno what that is and I hope I never find out sorta stuff ?!
I decided right there and then that this barn was going to be different. I lit it up with lighting from Bali.
Fresh & Bright
Light It Up
And twinkle lights too
It’s no secret that I like good things and dislike bad things, unless that bad thing is a cupcake.
Everything is better with a cupcake in it.
Weddings are the place to crush that glass of wine and face plant a cupcake.
Oh yeah.
Cupcake Heaven
I Do … Want to Eat That
How do you spell d. e. l. i. s. h ?
You know how you could just face plant a cupcake sometimes?
Yeah. Me too.
Gimme
Barn + Cupcakes + Twinkle Lights = Best. Day. Ever
Straw Wreath Tinkle Lighting
I stuffed my face with cupcakes to my hearts content.
Oh wait.
That was for the wedding ?!
Then we played with doors.
Btw’s … It will knock your socks off, with what you can do with a door.
This barn door DIY is d’bomb dot com and the most popular blog post on the bloggy. Holy batman, you peeps really like doors.
Vintage Door Seating Chart
It’s all in the details
Then we played with the babies. Don’t you just love babies?
Until they poop.
Oh my.
How can something so small, do something so mighty? Stand back and find a clothes pin for your nose. It’s the only way to survive.
My wee niece with my daughter Mackenzie
We goofed with the cars.
I bet you can’t tell what brand of car my family likes … Ha! …
My niece loves the treehouse, so we set it up as a honeymoon suite.
Last summer, I decided that I needed to stop hogging the treehouse as my blogging studio and start sharing with my peeps. We decided to rent it out every once in a while, and see what others thought of sleeping high in the trees.
For this summer, I stretched my arms out a little more and decided to list the treehouse on tripadvisor as a summer vacation rental.
Go out on a limb
In this treehouse. It’s a grown up treehouse.
TreeHouse Front Porch
Hugging trees feeds your soul.
Hammock Chair On TreeHouse Front Porch
Treehouse Hideaway
Do you love tree houses ? If you are a lover of fire flies and hater of fruit flies, this is the place for you.
I have a thing for tree houses and outhouses – but not at the same time, that would just be gross. Unless it’s our outhouse. Our outhouse rocks out loud. Just sayin’
It smells like flowers. For reals.
The treehouse is booking fast ! Who knew that so many people would want to get high in the trees. Wait. Did I just say that out loud ? I don’t know what heaven is like, but sleeping amongst the trees has got to be pretty darn close. The smell. The sounds. The feel. The complete quiet, sometimes interrupted by a bastard squirrel.
I want to sit in the treehouse and plot ways to outsmart the squirrels. Those squirrels better be sweating bullets right now. I’ve got my game on. Squirrel game.
I can’t believe I just wished that out-loud. I’m sure the squirrels have their faces jammed with acorns right now just waiting to spit them at me and grin.
Main Floor of Treehouse with Bedroom Loft Overhead
Think you can handle a squirrel? Perfect.
If you know how to take a squirrel out back and arm wrestle him outta the treehouse, then you are my new bestie.
{ squirrel looks around nervously, and sucks thumb }
I’ll give you a treehouse squirrel discount.
Squirrels are total nuts. Excuse the pun.
They have an unfair advantage over me because they can fly from tree to tree. Until I am Jane flying with Tarzan, that’s not happenin’. Note : an unfair advantage is still an advantage. Totally unfair. *snicker*
I used to feel like a knob picking on squirrels, until they started throwing acorns at me from the treehouse porch. Now all bets are off. Game on.
You need to come rent the treehouse. You can find it here on tripadvisor, where it’s listed as a top vacation rental and 5 star reviews.
Do small things with great love
Wedding photography by Samantha Erin Photography
Do you want to not-so-secretly stalk weddings. I’ve got you covered. I’ve been pinning wedding photos like d’bomb over here in Pinterest. I put on my paper pinterest crown and I’ve been wearing it around the house. So proud.
Want more?
My pal Stephanie over at Fab You Bliss shares fantastic weddings on her bloggy. I swear, if I wasn’t 102 years old, I’d marry Michael again just for kicks and the potential to be the worlds oldest bride in Stephanie’s blog.
Let’s bounce, and until then …
Do small things with great love
Much love and inspiration to you !
I heart you.
