furniture revamp: Lady in Red

Guess what everybody? After all my complaining I was able to spend some time at home this weekend.  WOOHOO!  Yes...I am a happy camper to say the least.  I spent most of my weekend working away from home, but when I got back I was footloose and fancy free for the remainder of my time off.

What did we do?  Absolutely nothing but piddle and fidget.  My oh my was that overdue.  I started to work on re-purposing some furniture but it was so blasted hot that I couldn't stand to be outside for long.  Then I tried to do it at night when it cooled down, but that was an epic fail.  It is so dry and dusty out due to the drought, which meant every time I painted dust stuck to the wet paint.  First I thought I bought textured paint.  Then I used my head and realized what was going on.  Talk about a mess and a pain in my neck.  Actually, a pain in my left shoulder blade now that I will have to strip the pieces and start over and paint with a brush indoors.  You live, you learn, and pray for rain...lots and lots of rain.

Aside from that, I also learned another lesson when I went to painting this thrift store beauty. 


Vintage Cosco Step Ladder Chair...Likey?

I thought I was genius for coming up with the idea to paint inside the screen porch.  We haven't had the time to redecorate the porch like we have planned, so I figured I couldn't really hurt anything and the spray doesn't typically go too far.  Well...the spray paint doesn't spray all over...IF you don't have the ceiling fan on!!!  Yes I am serious.  Biggest mistake EVER!  There was red paint everywhere - on the green astroturf, on the futon, on the leg of my wicker chair, etc.  Worst place to find the paint?  In my nose!!!  Yes...my nostrils were full of it, as was the bottom of the shower.  It was quite the humorous disaster.  But in the end I love how the chair turned out...take a look.


and After - Lady in Red

 What do ya'll think?  I love it and hated to part with it - it is a one-of-a-kind accent piece that would be great in a kitchen or lounge room.  In doing some research I found these babies are going for $75 - $200 a pop - and that's before a little TLC.  This one won't cost so much & can be found in our antique booth in Mullins at the Golden Leaf Antique Market beginning in August if you are interested.  I do hope that the Lady in Red will find a happy home; she certainly deserves it after what I put her through on that red smoky porch.  As for the astroturf?  Now John Eric says we can get new flooring out there.  If I knew that is all I had to do, I would have done it the day I moved in!  Guess I'll have to do my next spray paint project in the den.  Just Kidding!  I wouldn't chance that.  Well, I wouldn't exactly put it past me. 

Anyways, thanks for stopping by and hopefully I'll have more pieces to share sooner than later!

painted pots

I forgot to show ya'll the mother's day gifts I made.  Remember me telling you I would reveal them once mother's day passed?  Umm...it has obviously passed...I'm just scattered brain as usual and forgot.  Check them out.

The blue one went to my mom and the black and white one went to my Grandmama.

Here is a picture of the one I made for another friend, in case ya'll forgot.

project weekend fantabulous

This weekend was nothing short of fantabulous.  It was so fantabulous that I must use a silly word like fantabulous to describe it.  We had a low key night Friday night with friends at The Bistro in Lexington, SC and then spent the rest of our weekend doing hobby work - just the two of us.  Well, John Eric had to work Saturday morning, but by the time I was awake he was home anyways, so I just pretend the work thing never happened.  Oh, I also managed to sneak in The Royal Wedding footage - you know I wasn't missing that.

I like to think that I am somewhat creative, not necessarily good at it, but creative none the less.  I enjoy having a project in my life at all times, which surprises me because I am no stranger to being lazy.  I also got lucky in the husband jack pot because John Eric enjoys a good project too.  It keeps us quiet and the bickering to a minimum, so that's probably the real reason he partakes in these silly tasks.

The projects at hand this weekend were thrift store revamps and getting John Eric familiar with a can of spray paint.  Lucky for me, he jumped on the paint bandwagon before I even had to start nagging.  I'm sure I nagged anyways.  Its one of the few things I'm good at.  Actually, John Eric seems to think I'm the gold medalist of nagging.  Anyways...I was so happy to wake up Saturday morning and find him painting the shutters and front door (like I asked for 2 months ago).  See...there went  a nag...in case you missed it.  So, I woke up as I was disrupted from my beauty sleep due to JE trying to accomplish this task, but that's not the point here.  The point is he got my shutters and front door painted in a beautiful, sleek black.  EEK!  It turned out awesome!  John Eric was overly ecstatic with the results as well.  I know this because he told me, and because I found 104 new pictures on my camera...all of the front door, front porch, and front of the home.  I guess he couldn't get his lighting right.

hold the nose whistle, HGTV marge is here.

It's inevitible.  I hit another speed bump in my little parking lot of blogs.  The be completely frank, I've just been in a crappy mood.  I'm not sure what it is.  Well, I am sure what it is, but apparently I haven't gotten past it.

I'll tell you what kind of mood it has been - one of those where even quietness gets on your nerves.  Like when you are sleeping and your husband gets one of those stupid little whistle things in his nose?  You know, like the light high pitched whistle coming from his nostril every time he exhales.  I mean what do you do?  NOTHING!?  Why interrupt his peaceful sleep to rant about your new pet peeve?  Lately I feel about as pleasant as that stupid nose whistle.

HOWEVER, I am starting to turn this little mood of mine around and it is all thanks to my mother (I may very well regret this sentence soon, but it makes me happy for now).  Mommies (yes, I am too old to use the word mommy but I dare you to test me on that right now) always have the right answer.  Well not always, but I'm giving her credit where its due.  In my case, she arrived just in time with the right decor and just the right layout.

My downward spiral started with admitting John Eric's hoarding, which he refers to as antiquing, was getting the best of me.  To be fair, I have a lot of "antiques" too, but this isn't about me.  Oh wait, yes it is. It's about me and my writer's block, my so-called decorator's block, my creativity block...now are you seeing why you didn't want a blog from me lately?  I was having all these blocks because I couldn't get my house right!  AHHHHHHH!  Whew...feel betta'?

So, my mom came and she must have thought it was really bad.  Even I knew it was bad.  I sat in the middle of my living room the week before and cried like someone took my ice cream and ate it in front of me.  Poor John Eric.  He walked right outside and threw away those Bi-Lo baskets.  Bless his heart.  But its not really those things, it was everything!!!!  I have nice things, but  I just couldn't put anything in the right spot...not even Brice, and he is usually easy to place...he likes to be by the door.  HAHAHA  Oh yeah sista, I am on a roll now.  Geez...ADD.

Back to Marge.  She literally swooped right in and swooped me right out.  She took one good gander, turned to me and said, "will you please leave?"  I jumped on that like I would my returned ice cream cause I knew I wouldn't be forced to move any furniture.  So I left her and the boys to ponder over the mess I had created and called a living room.  Where did I go?  To the tanning bed, DUH!

Upon my return I found bliss and amazement in the fact that she was able to merge old leather with new leather, movie theater tv with a cozy desk nook, rustic brick with new shiny things, my entire room and cheetah window treatments...(hahaha this sounds so crazy, but trust me it works and they don't scream cheetah stripper dance or anything hideous like that)...and last but not least...

my favorite things

with his favorite things...

to form holy matrimony...

Because isn't what it's all about?