Wednesday, April 25, 2007
I have never been here, but if there was ever a cottage of my dreams, this would be it. The cottage is decorated and owned by Romy Kolodziej. I have absolutely no idea who she is, but given the gorgeous nature of the cottage, I have to give credit where credit is due.
Monday, April 23, 2007
Anyone who loves old movies will not be able to help but adore her. She was the perfect combination of beauty and comedy. Carole was Lucille Ball's icon... Lucy later claimed she patterned herself after Carole. After watching Carole's movies and a thousand I Love Lucy episodes, I can see a lot of similarities.
I highly recommend all of her movies, many of which are sadly unavailable on dvd/video. But Turner Classic movies plays a wide variety. Some of my favorites are: Mr. and Mrs. Smith (the only romantic comedy ever directed by Hitchcock), My Man Godfrey (which also stars William Powell... another great), Love Before Breakfast (the ultimate in screwball comedy), and last but not lease, my very favorite, True Confessions. This movie co-stars Fred MacMurray. They were an often combined team, but this is the best of their movies. Fred is a straight laced lawyer, and Carole plays his zany, fib-telling-prone wife. You wont be disappointed.
I started out my weekend by eating my Saturday cereal on the patio (along with the 5th Harry Potter book... Im re-reading before the movie this summer). Matt and I scrounged this patio table and chairs for free off the side of the road. At the time, it was an incredibly huge hassle, not to mention a large source of embarrassment to my hubby when we somehow strapped the table on top of our car for the ride home. But this past weekend, as I sat out there enjoying the morning sunlight and listened to the doves, I was once again reaffirmed for my love of freebies.
We spent Saturday afternoon at the local nursery, where I bought a couple of pots of geraniums. They only get a few hours of afternoon sun, so I hope they do alright. Mom warned me that they will get 'leggy.'
And this, ladies and gents, is what I mean by hitting pay dirt. I have searched high and low for a pedestal table for my breakfast nook. I have actually been looking for a couple of years. I found this set (solid oak) at a yard sale on Saturday. The table is solid as a rock, and has a large leaf to go with it. I will definitely be painting the chairs white, and I always thought I would paint the table white as well ( in my plans). But now, as I look at it, I might chicken out. The wood is so pretty, and eventually I would like to get some white bent wood chairs to go with it (like I have with my dining table). I think that will look very modern/flea market.
In confession, I felt a little guilty about this find. The woman selling it was going through a divorce, and was only asking $75!
We did our usual grocery shopping, and I was so happy to find that the produce is actually starting to look appetizing this time of year!
My final quest of every weekend is Mabel's food. When the pet food scare started, I in my seriously overly attached panic, began making her dog food. Its pretty simple; ground beef, long grain rice, peas and carrots. The trouble is now two-fold. One= this extra expense is reeking havoc on our grocery budget. Two= the little spoiled thing EXPECTS us to do this forever. She actually snorts like a pig when we feed her now. I cannot imagine how horrible that dry dog food was compare to this.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Anyway, I just love it. It is sturdy, and the baskets underneath hold movies, and the top is big enough to display my maracas and Jamaican carvings. Someday I may spray paint him a cleaner, happier color. But for right now, I kind of like how he looks.
Friday, April 13, 2007
This is my small collection of my favorite turquoise pottery. The two bowls on the bottom shelf to the far right are Homer Laughlin Orange Tree bowls. Growing up, my mom always had a set of three that she used to make cookies or any type of baking. They were her grandmother's bowls, my great grandmother's. Well, after several years of scrapping with my sisters over who will get them (we all love them), I stumbled on these two at an antique store. I had never actually seen any for sale (other than on ebay), and snatched them up. Even though they aren't family items, they remind me of Granny. I store these in a white wooden hutch/shelf that my husband bought for my birthday. As you can see, it in need a new paint job, but it is solid wood and I absolutely love it.
These are some of my tablecloths. Thanks to my mother in law, Linda, I have developed an obsession with these.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Monday, April 9, 2007
1. I still adore my white walls. But our little hallway needed some extra punch. I chose this color (which is pretty bright) b/c I thought a small space with no furniture could handle it. I really like it now, and am considering painting over the yellow in my kitchen. The color is Feldspar by Behr.
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
So mom ordered it, along with matching valences. Then, we went out and bought some bookshelves (looking back, I realize how nice those solid wood shelves really were) and painted them a purple-ish blue. Mom framed and matted my drawings, and I got to carefully arrange my Madame Alexander dolls on top of the bookshelves for display. It really was a great little girl room, and ever since then I have searched in vain to create the perfect bedroom.
In my wayward teenage years I horrifyingly covered my Laura Ashley wallpaper with posters of Smashing Pumpkins and Pearl Jam. When I got to college I realized that no amount of Christmas lights strung on the ceiling could make a dorm homey. After I got married we spent several years with a bedroom of mismatched furniture. My choices early on were questionable, and I inevitably ended up hating whatever cheap comforter I could afford to buy.
Now my bedroom consists of four of my favorite things: 1. The color pink, any variation or combination 2. White sheer curtains 3. Black and white photos of our family 4. White painted furniture I'm a firm believer that bedrooms are meant to be girly. Whenever I hear my friends say things like, "I love floral prints, but my husband just wont let them in the house," I confess, I cringe. Luckily for me, I have a very long suffering husband (although, he isn't totally mistreated, he does have his man-room with one very large TV). But now, finally, after such a long quest, I finally love my bedroom again.