Friday, May 22, 2015

Recycling Rooms While Dreaming Of New Stuff




Well, since last we talked I have totally
torn up the house to redecorate...

You know how that goes, right?


You decide to focus on one room -- and that
requires you to move almost every piece of
furniture around in the rest of the house --
it's some freaking law of nature!
While stacking stuff on a cabinet, I think I
discovered the right colors for our house!
The aged-yellow frame on the chicken picture
represents the kitchen cabinets...
and some of the other furniture... 

The aged-creamy-white of the chalkboard
represents most of our white furniture and 
the color of the window and door trim.

I love black, brown, dark green, and deep
rose for accent colors right now...
I think I'm over blue!
 Did you noticed the Restoration Hardware
paint chip? 

That's going on some walls if I get brave
enough to go to the dark side!

Most of the Restoration Hardware stores are
painted with that slate color now. I love how
RH mixes the dark gray color with the bare 
and aged wood look...

Here's my favorite two pieces of RH furniture:
 The St James bed frame and the
Willems table in bare wood...

 
or coffee stain...
Have you noticed that Restoration Hardware
never stocks anything in the stores anymore?

I tried to buy a gallon of the slate paint last
week, but when I took the gallon can to the
checkout,  the saleslady said it was for
"...display purposes only..."

I took the chip and decided to have it color
matched at Home Depot. I like their Behr's
Paint-and-Primer brand better anyway, and I can
buy a smaller sized sample in case I chicken out.



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Wednesday, May 13, 2015

The Hand-Me-Down Fig Tree




In 1912, Wild Bill's maternal grandparents...
Will and Mattie Savage
...married and moved to Oklahoma.


It didn't take them long to move back to
Texas. They returned to the little Northeast town
of Whitesboro and spent the rest of their lives
living in that small town.

Early on, Will planted a fig tree for Mattie. The
fig tree grew and provided figs for the 10 
daughters and 2 sons born to Will and Mattie.

Thirty-five years after Will and Mattie married,
their daughter Jessie (my MIL)  married in 1947.
Later when Jessie and Raymond bought a house,
Will gave them a cutting from the his old fig tree. 

Before Jessie and Raymond sold their house in
2006, Jessie gave her nephew Kent a cutting
from her (now) old fig tree.

Wild Bill finally retired in 2012, exactly 100
years after Will and Mattie married.
Our retirement house is just down the road
from Whitesboro and Cousin Kent brought
us a cutting from his fig tree that year. 


Through the freezing snow and ice of the last
few years, our fig tree cutting has survived
and thrived. Wild Bill will soon need to plant
the little fig tree in the ground as it is now
out-growing its spot on the front patio.
Every time we sit on the patio, I think
of Will and Mattie's fig tree and how it has
been handed down through the generations
to land not far from where Will first
planted the original tree for his Mattie.
I often read about how people move their fig
trees inside for the Winter. I'm not sure if
it's necessary to do that as it does seem that
our little fig tree thrives on the cold weather.

While gazing at our little tree, I often think of
this story Wild Bill told me of his grandpa:


When Wild Bill was a little boy, he was out
in the garden with his Grandpa Will. Mattie 
came out to the yard to hang the wash and
Will stared at her with a grin on his face and
told his grandson what a beautiful woman
his wife was. 

Little Bill said: 
"Oh, that's Nanny...she just looks old!"

and Will laughed and said:
"Son, you're not looking at her with my eyes."


Last Saturday, that little cowboy and I celebrated
our 18th wedding anniversary. I sure hope he still
sees me like Grandpa Will saw his Mattie all those
 years later.





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Tuesday, May 5, 2015

The Ugliest Area




I am tired of trying all the obvious ideas
for finding the right paint color...
you've heard them before, so I won't list 'em.

The thought struck me recently to just pick our
ugliest room and make it over.
Screw the rest of the house!

I knew right away which room is the biggest eyesore
 -- it has to be an odd section of our great room.




Did the builder mean it to be an eating area?
Or a place to put a small conversation grouping?

You wouldn't believe how much time I have
wasted on this issue!

Like Oprah, I'm starting with what I know for sure:

The odd-sized window needs trim to make it tall
enough to match the French doors.

I will never be happy until the trim is white.

All that dark brown furniture is a drag.

The yellow-beige walls are not for me.


So, like Nike, just gonna' do it!

In case you missed me, we were driving back and
forth across the desert from Texas to San Diego
and back...which, as you can tell...leaves a lot of
time for thinking and problem-solving.

Our oldest daughter slipped while out hiking and
broke several bones in her ankle/leg and had to be
med-evacuated by helicopter out of the hills.

She's recovering well now. As a good blogger
does, she got lots of selfies. My favorite is her
hospital pic while waiting for surgery. 
What a trooper:


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Thursday, April 23, 2015

A Store Called My Favorite Room




Here's another store I can never pass up:
My Favorite Room

If you guessed it's in McKinney Texas,
well...you're right!

Here's three pictures of the inside of the store 
from their page on Facebook:
 

The store's owner, Kathy of KBM Designs,
does design evaluations/recommendations in your
home at a reasonable rate. 
I've heard she does great work and that she has a
whole slew of carpenters and painters and such...
who can implement her designs for you if you
can't don't want to do it yourself.

I would ask her to make my home look
just like her shop if we ever get to the point
where we're able to decorate instead of just
replacing and repairing stuff on the never-
ending Fixin' To Do list.

When we were down in McKinney last week,
I wasn't brave enough to ask to take pictures
in the shop. Most shops don't like it, so I didn't
even ask...

But, I did let them know I was going to take
pictures of their entryway with all the
wonderful plants outside. After all, I didn't
want to be taken for a stalker!
If you saw my last post, now you know where
I got the idea for my entryway pots.

Here's an old fashion bathtub filled with
plants -- love it!
My favorite things to buy at the shop are
these preserved roses. Somehow they make
a real rose last forever.


You can see more of My Favorite Room
on both Pinterest and Facebook by
typing in the store's name.

As usual, all opinions are my own and
no compensation has been received.



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Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Garden Dreams



Spring peeked in for a few days, so Wild Bill
and I ran down to Costco and bought a few
plants for the planting beds.

We thought the sage bushes, shown here
from last Summer, had died due to the
freezing temperatures this Winter.
They were like sticks the other day, so we bought
a rose bush and two azaleas to replace them.
When we got the new plants home, there were
new green shoots on the dead sage plants!
 
Honestly, do you ever get the feeling someone
'up there' is messing with you?
Here's the new plants...we'll have to start a
new planting bed to put them in now.


Along with the azaleas and rose bush,
we bought 3 geraniums. Two for our planters
by the entrance way...


And one for our favorite neighbor Melanie
across the road...
As soon as we got back with the plants,
thunderstorms moved in and the sun
hasn't come out since...
I gave up and went out and planted the
geraniums in the rain.

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Sunday, April 5, 2015

Life Happens




I haven't been able to work my plan to purge
my possessions in the last few weeks.

We've been too busy moving my in-laws to a
 smaller apartment in the assisted-living
section of their retirement community, which
will provide them with a higher level of care.

Instead of purging our stuff, we found ourselves
trying to purge their stuff instead.

Because both of his parents were in the hospital
at the time, Wild Bill and I decided to just buy a
ton of moving boxes and pack up everything that
we thought was just taking up space and not
necessarily "sparking joy" in their lives. That
meant we ended up with about 50 boxes
of the in-law's stuff in our garage.

Yeah...that's right...we are definitely headed
in the wrong purging direction at our house!

I am happy to say my daughter Jaysa really
took the book I recommended in my last post
to heart. She and I are 'storage experts' and, if
you remember, the author Marie Kondo states:
Storage Experts Are Hoarders!

At first Jaysa was taken aback by the thought
that her packed storage containers and shelves
were a way of hoarding. Fearing I'd insulted
her, I had Wild Bill order her the book, that
night, from Amazon with 2-day shipping.


 She got the book one day, read it the next,
and began purging "for real" right away. I say
"for real" because she has been purging stuff
for several weeks before reading the book, but
when she read about keeping only things that
sparked joy, she had a whole new focus.


Jaysa has been posting on her blog all the
progress she is making. Here's some pictures
I borrowed from her posts:
Here's the AFTER picture of her shelves...
I especially like how she purged and sorted her
movies. The ones she kept, she placed in paper
jackets and put in two storage boxes...

She even made perfect dividers, then filed
them alphabetically within the dividers!

See...I told you this book was life changing!
Here's Jaysa's post if you're interested
in seeing more of the pictures:
http://benthewildcard.blogspot.com/2015/04/purging-progres.html


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