Something I Adore

Headboards are the statement piece of any bedroom, but most especially in the master bedroom. Ours isn't bad really, it's a good quality metal headboard. My issue is, that it's the headboard I bought for my first apartment when I was in college and it's a tad "modern" looking for my taste. 

When Brandon and I were first together we both really loved the clean lines, metal and glass, open storage look so it fit right in! It didn't take us long to realize that look wasn't for us at all. When I realized that I was the one that was going to be picking up after the entire household, open shelving-clean line-modern looking stuff started giving me hives. 

Suddenly I wanted more traditional pieces of furniture and I wanted EVERYTHING to close. I didn't want to see anything anymore. I went that direction everywhere, including the master bedroom. First it was adding built-in storage...which I still have not blogged about, then it was buying mirrored nightstands with closed storage, and next came the desk. With all of these pieces so traditional, the headboard looks really out of place and well, kind of dinky!

Not bad...just a little blah

At first I was thinking upholstered headboards because I LOVE them! But, I change my mind a lot and I would hate to have to reupholster an entire headboard every time. Even if it was neutral there would be a chance it wouldn't go with a new scheme I picked. Enter Pinterest. I wanted wood so I was going to research my options. I found these lovelies 

Probably one of my favorite things ever! 

I never could find a link that took me to the source for this photo - if anyone knows give me a shout out so we can give credit where it is due!

So pretty - love the detail

I'm a girl that loves some good architectural salvage.

I also found several websites that show you how to make a headboard out of old and new doors or from scratch. I was thinking from scratch. Then I went shopping for something else one day and saw this...

It's a window fragment and it folds! It has hinges in the middle and when it is straightened out it would be the perfect queen headboard. It's a tad pricey for my budget, but I dream of it. I'm hoping I can convince my husband that it would be worth it. But for now it's just something I adore...and wish for ;)

A Little Bit Lost

There are things in life that are constant.

You sleep, you wake

you breathe

you eat

you laugh

you cry

you love

you play

you work

...you live.

The expectations of doing it all over again from one day to the next never really enter your mind. At least it never really entered mine all that much. So, on January 4th I was up running errands, disciplining my children for yelling in my car, going from paint store to hardware store, then to a friends house, and finally to my own home to start working on more projects...my day was normal, my plans for the weekend clear.

I packed my children's overnight bags, and loaded some v-groove panelling into my car to take to Mom and Dad's house for the evening. I had two stops to make on my way there. I had to stop by JoAnn's Fabric and get some muslin because Mama and I were going to make some ruffles for a lampshade, and I was dropping off our old pack and play at a friends house. I never could have imagined that I would be standing in the fabric store with my arms loaded down with craft supplies and fabric when I got one of the worst calls of my life. I answered the phone knowing it was my father and smiled at my son standing next to me as I said hello.

As I listened to my father, I fell to my knees and screamed "no!" in the middle of the fabric store.

My father had come in from work and a few of his own errands and found my mother dead...

My sweet, precious mother was gone. 

Even now things are a bit blurry - a bit unreal.

I saw it, I know it happened, I experienced it all, yet it still seems impossible.

This beautiful, loving, talented woman was gone. She was the best mother in the world, the best grandmother I've ever seen, and she was my friend as well. One of my best friends. What would I ever do without her?

Painting Jade Reese's nails

She bought two bubble mowers so both of my children could tag along after her while she mowed the lawn...

She let me be goofy with her and she loved it

She planted flowers with my baby girl

She taught me how to love and be kind and that family was the most important thing next to God

She went to my children's school parties and loved them both to distraction!

She let my 7 year old daughter play with her camera and take pictures like this one (from this Christmas), even though she despised being in pictures.

I feel so lost, how will I ever live without her? 

I will pick myself up and move forward, always doing things the way Mama would have. She was strong, she worked hard, she laughed full and loud, she was selfless, she was the kindest person I've ever known. If I am even a quarter of the woman she was I will consider myself lucky. I will keep going for my sweet father, for my amazing husband, for my precious babies, and for my siblings and their families - because that's what Mama would have done, and that's what she would have wanted.

At the funeral there was a little booklet passed out that had a poem I wrote her in it. I wrote the poem when I was 18, and it is all the more precious to me now because my father requested it be used for this.

I will miss her so much. Her voice, because I heard it almost every single day. Her hugs, because there are no hugs like the ones from your mother. Her care, because she cared for me so much. Her laugh, because it was awesome. Her smile, because it was beautiful and made her gorgeous green eyes sparkle. I will miss seeing her interact with and love my children. I will miss her teaching me how to do things...all things. But, most of all I will miss her heart. No one has ever had a heart like my mama.

I will be back to projects and blogging soon, but like everything lately, it will take me some time. Thank you all for your prayers and support of my family, we are so grateful and appreciative. 

Accessories for A Boy's Room

I've been working to make my kids rooms nice for what feels like forever now. It's like it always is with any space, you get almost to the finish point and either have a new idea or you start tweaking things. At least that's what I do, I don't think my spaces will ever be FINISHED. They are all ongoing, changing as I find flaws with functionality or anything else.

I will say that I LOVE my son's room. I think he probably has my favorite room in the house. I often feel that I was born patriotic and I now realize I passed that on to my son. He's crazy proud of the country we live in and even more proud to be a Texan ;)

That's my boy!!!

So when I asked him what colors he wanted in his room it was a very fast answer: "Red, White, and Blue please mama."

So I got busy. You've seen his chair, his chest, and his cabinet and there will be more furniture to reveal soon, but now it's time to show off some accessories.

A pin board

I got a large cork board from Hobby Lobby and some antique brass upholstery nail heads. I covered the cork in batting and an old grain sack with a faint red graphic. I stapled it tight to the back side and then added the nail heads around the edge on the front for a decorative detail. I then added some hangers on the back so I could hang this over his desk. This literally took 10 minutes. So fast and easy.

Of course he put his angry birds drawings on it immediately.

Next we have a lampshade to deal with. Well, first we had a lamp to deal with!

The lamp was a tad under-scaled. It was his nursery lamp. Bless the boy he had been living with this lamp for 8 years before it dawned on me it was too small. I'm dense sometimes. In with the new lamp

With the most boring lampshade ever! So I busted out the painters tape and paint that I used in his room and got busy.

Step one was red...then letting it dry, which I hate. I get antsy and just want things finished, but this required patience.

Next came blue

And last was a thin chocolate stripe. Now he has a custom lampshade and he loves it. His room is almost at the finish line now. There is some fun stuff coming up for him this Spring and I can't wait to reveal all!

Tis Christmas

In light of all the crazy things happening in the world right now, I'm trying to keep my children smiling and keep them from worrying. It's my job as their mother to let them know they are safe. I don't think they should fear living their lives. I keep reminding them that it is Christmas! We celebrate Christ's birth and the wonderful blessing that Him living gives to us: that GIFT

We celebrate the spirit of giving.

I love that my daughter drew this picture for a little girl she doesn't know well, but loves!

I love how easily children love. They love simply because they are alive. It's so so easy for them. They are so unspoiled, so whole.

I love that my children are wanting to give. Oh, they're not little saints...they want gifts too. They are kids after all. 

You know what, that's fine. They are living, they are learning. One day they will understand how much more fun it is to give than receive. 

I want them to know how to receive gratefully - to understand that the real gift is that the person giving it found them worthy of a gift. That is the part I want them to hold to. The people in this world that love them.

I received a gift this morning from a friend and it made me smile. The gift is great, I love bracelets and Home Depot so I adore the gift. But, what I love the most was written in the 'message' space on the gift card, "To the lady in pearls while painting! We love you!"

Those words say it all to me. They KNOW me and love me and were thoughtful enough to give me something meaningful. The card will be used and the bracelet will be worn. Every time I look at the bracelet I will think of my Trey baby running around saying "Lala, I love you" and the gift card holder with those sweet words will be tucked away in a box with my other precious memories. 

One day, later in life I'll probably be going through those boxes with my daughter as I've done with my own mother, and she will ask me why I kept it all these years...I hope I will have taught her enough that she will know that it was because I love the people who gave it to me and was humbled by being worthy enough to receive.

So this Christmas I want my children to feel joy. Things have been so bleak since Friday and I honestly can't even think of it without tearing up, but I'm trying to center myself and find the joy in celebrating the season. He has given me so much to be thankful for all under my tiny little roof. Those little ones need to celebrate Him and feel the joy of life.

Dining Chairs

My dining chairs were not an easy project for me. I had seen individual chairs for sale in antique shops all over the place...until I actually started looking for them. I knew I wanted all four of my chairs to be different. I thought I wanted all four of my chairs to even be different colors only linked together by upholstery fabric as well. So, my chairs have been difficult for me. I even lost one before picture. That's what happens when your chair search turns into a 6 month project. 

The Chairs Before

This chair I found quickly, so naturally I thought I would find them all that fast. I loved this chair and claimed it as the one that would be mine at the table. It's still my favorite one.

These two fell into my lap almost 2 months later. Problem was I only wanted one of them and the shop wouldn't split them. So I talked down the price to what I would have willingly paid for one chair and it worked. Now, one of these now resides in my mother's master bedroom.

This was the next one I found and the only one that I can't find the true before picture of. This was raw pine with a rattan seat. So I had to make a board that I could add foam and upholstery to in order for this one to work. This is how I painted it originally. Sorry about the yellow-ness of the picture, we went through a phase where the hubs wanted to use curly bulbs...everything in our house looked sick for a while.

This is the last one I found. It's is also the one that my daughter Jade claimed. I found this one almost exactly six months after I found the first one.

I will have you know that I have since found individual chairs all over the stinking place. I guess our town was just going through a dry spell in the single chair department when I was searching.

You can see how they looked after their first paint and upholstery jobs here. It just wasn't to my liking and the upholstery was a stupid idea. Even with it being outdoor fabric and scotch-gaurding them they were trashed within a few weeks. 

This is why

Children children everywhere! For those of you that don't have kids you should know; kids are gross! I love and adore them but they put their shoes on upholstery, touch things with dirty hands, wipe their noses on your couch, and ram sharp toys into wood furniture. This is why I love the distressed look - it camouflages what all the wee ones have actually done to the furniture. Also, baby wipes clean microfiber like a dream ;)

Then I found this one day

MmmmHmmm, in all its yummy vinyl durability! To me the multi-colored chairs didn't make sense without the upholstery fabric tying them all together. So, I got busy painting and upholstering some more.

I'm well pleased with these now! I love how easy the vinyl is to take care of. I love how just about everybody that sees them, touches the seats. They make me happy and it's one more project down for my own home.

The Antlers

My husband is a hunter. I'm more of a fancy girl. I like things that sparkle and while I don't decorate my house with Art Deco all over the place, I am drawn to that era of lushness. My husband would throw a hideous 1982 lounge chair in the living room and live with stained carpet forever simply because they are comfortable. I don't blame him really, I love comfort just as much as the next person. But, why do comfort and beauty have to be separate? I've tried really hard to incorporate things into our home that my husband loves so that he feels comfortable and at home when he's here.

I say all of this to just point out that I would not normally be the type of person to decorate with antlers regardless of their current popularity. For me the fad of rustic chic is just a happy coincidence.

We now have antlers in several places...

On top of my Entertainment Console - a shed

Above my Magnetic Board - a plaque

Even above my head where I type out my blog - yes a whole mount

You know what? I kinda love them. At first I wanted nothing to do with this style and I fought to have the deer head mounted in the garage...I lost that battle. It's in the master bedroom because our house is open concept and I didn't want it staring at my guests in the living room. I just pretend he's not there for the most part. 

I feel like he's glaring down at me now for daring to ignore him...oh well!

If you are squeamish in any way - please look away from the next picture. I am including this picture because this is my life, what I live with from the end of October every year until the beginning of January. I tripped over this in the dark garage and found it wrong on so many levels. I took a picture with my phone and sent it to a friend to complain. Friends just laugh at you. Maybe they would feel differently if they tripped over a severed deer head wrapped in a Walmart bag in their own dark garage.

So I had my husband cut off the antlers and wash them so I could get crafty with them.

I was thinking chrome and gold, so that's just what I did.

Gold

Chrome

My husband even bought me white hydrangea for my vase this morning. He's totally worth tripping over a deer head for ;)

All grossness aside I think they all turned out pretty beautiful. So I'm the fancy girl that decorates with antlers...and loves it. Who knew?

The Stockings Were Hung By the...

...front door

On vintage door knobs attached to an antique door pediment, with care.

It just doesn't have the same ring to it as the original, but we have a house sans fireplace so we all do what we must!

I had to make stockings to match my tree skirt. I'm funny like that. I like symmetry, matching, and pretty much all other things that OCD people do. I started these stockings last Christmas and due to work load and general busyness I only completed one at that time. That seems to have been the norm around here for personal projects - at least until lately!

This is what I started with

This is the stocking pattern my mother used for our family stockings back in 1983 I think. It's an awesome pattern but I struggled with it a lot. There are about three things this pattern tells you to do that seem almost unnatural...I think I told my husband that the pattern was smarter than me and required some sort of advanced geometry degree we both know I could never obtain. My frequent phrase while sewing these at my mothers house was, "Mama, I need help again!" She's so sweet and patient :)

I was really proud of cutting them out because burlap can be a little tricky, but they were great.

I had to modify the cuffs because they were just plain and I had other ideas.

This was my daughter's and by far the most time consuming cuff to make.

Brandon's

My own

Dylan's

And finally Jade's

The stockings make me happy. It really is the little things that matter most sometimes.

All hung with care, by the front door on vintage door knobs attached to an antique door pediment, with care.

Happy Christmas to you all!!!