Thankfully we had a new metal roof put in last Spring, so now leaks are a thing of the past.

And I’ve been holding out on you.My bedroom wall has been sporting this of-the-moment look for about 8 months now..

How selfish of me to keep all this stunning inspiration for myself.. Don’t worry.I’m not under the false impression that these pictures actually make things any better, they just have no where else to go right now.Our bedroom is a bit of a dumping ground for odds and ends lately.. As becoming as this look is, I’m actually hoping this wall will become a little.

deconstructed sometime in the near future.. And then maybe a little re-construction wouldn’t hurt either.When I was growing up, my mom used to love shopping at thrift stores, and still does.I, on the other hand, used to not love it so much.

Actually I found it an icky and traumatizing experience.

Dreaded it.. Of course now, it’s kind of part of the blogging deal, right?My gramma saw a similar recipe to this one somewhere and we all thought it sounded pretty fun, so we gave it a try.

We all pitched in: My gramma watched baby Jack so my cousin Matt and I could run to the store and get the ingredients, and then Matt watched Jack while he slept on the couch and my gramma and I put these together and threw them in the oven.Chris and Kennedy pitched in by being out of the country for soccer and letting us eat everything ourselves.

We started out with some basic taco ingredients.. You’ll need:.-Flat bottom taco shells (you can probably fill 12 or more easily with this recipe).