The Chairs
I found these chairs at the flea market.
I absolutely couldn’t resist them. They were calling out to me. “LISA! You NEED us!”
As Good as Color TV
Whoa! New flower pots are so expensive. I have pennies to spare these days. So I got some terra cotta pots and hoped I could jazz then up with stuff I had at home.
But who else will keep you entertained with weird, vintage TV?
My Kitchen
You’ve seen my bedroom, Noah’s room, the front porch and bits of the school room. But I’ve never shown you my kitchen.
I love my kitchen. I redid it two years ago. And now, two years later, there’s nothing I would change. It is cheerful and lovely and functional. It’s just right for us.
A Little Giveaway
So I think I need to do a giveaway. That’ll get me going. Oh yeah! I love to give you things!
I’ve got an extra copy of the great new magazine, “Flea Market Style”. I bought it just for you!
The New Room Reveal!
It was two weeks ago today that we started the new room. But we only worked on the room 7 of those days. The rest of the time we lived normal lives. OK, normal may be a stretch. Before I show you the results, here’s a reminder of what the front porch looked like 2…
The Mess
So many of you have been concerned about the pressure I am putting on myself to get the room finished.
I appreciate your concern.
I am going to give myself a break.
I listen to my advisors.
Day Seven
Details, details, details! I’m ready to be finished with the details!
The new room seems soooooo cloooose to being finished.
I didn’t work on it yesterday. I needed a break.
Today when I woke up I just KNEW that with a little elbow grease and some bribery for my 18 year old son I could get it finished.
But NOOOOO. There are so many teeny-tiny, miniscule, seems-like-they-don’t-matter-but-they-do type of things that I didn’t make it. I am STILL not finished.
Before you start to throw tomatoes at me and boo and hiss and declare me a failure, never to read my blog again….let me remind you:
Building a Bed
I sat on the living room floor putting the new bed frame together.
“I’ll help you Mommy!” says a little voice.
Eight years old and eager to use the tools.
Day Six
I didn’t make my own personal deadline of finishing the new room in a week. It was just too much. Today I felt like I was possibly losing my mind and nothing was going right. I was the only person that could measure with reasonable accuracy and the only person that could use a saw….
Day Five
Another long day of working on the new room. It’s going to be great! I’m glad there’ll be a bed in there so I can fall upon it and sleep for three days after this is all over. We got it primed (pe-yew!) and then started painting. I decided to paint stripes on the short…