29 September 2014


I always wondered why they call the pillows for your bed that you don't actually sleep on "shams."  Is it because they literally are shams?  That is to say, not what they seem?  They look so inviting, but you are not supposed to use them.  Another, cuter name might have been nice.  Sham really sounds kind of harsh.

"These are just for looks." The ones we actually prop on to watch TV are hiding under the yellow quilt.  The ones we sleep on are under the pillow tuck of the bedspread.

"Do you know how hard it was to get this flanged part close enough to the presser foot to close the sham at all?"  

"The things I do for you!  That ruffler attachment broke my sewing machine."

"Think of all the money I just saved you by repairing the sewing machine myself.  Oh -- and thanks a bunch for those new teeny-tiny little needle nose pliers -- they were just what I needed."

"Lounge on these puffy new pillows and you might get locked out of the bedroom!"   

"Lean on these at your own risk!"

"Just think what you would have had to pay a workroom to do this!"

I am taking a sabbatical from this room for a bit before I start the painting of the furniture and remaking some lamps.  Other things are calling my name at the moment!

Linking up to That DIY Party and Metamorphosis Monday.

I am also linking to  Cozy Little House for Tweak It Tuesday, A Stroll Thru Life for Inspire Me, Savvy Southern Style for Wow Us Wednesday and Miss Mustard Seed for Furniture Friday

24 September 2014


As I move along this interesting  journey that is my life, I find that my priorities seem to be getting rearranged.  Things I used to spend all kinds of time on just don't seem very important to me anymore.  I would rather read good books, see interesting places, paint or write or cook or design something.  

I have become increasingly bored with doing a lot of seasonal decorating, so I have cut way back.  More and more, I find that just a few touches of seasonal color and whimsy here and there are quite enough.  I suppose if I had a flock of grandchildren I might be a little more enthusiastic, but I don't so I am not.
I like the splash of oranges and golds against the blue and white in the foyer.

A spicy candle sets the mood.

Once October rolls around, I will probably plunk a pumpkin and a mum or two on the front porch.  I don't use wreaths any more since I got my new front doors. I think they look quite swell enough on their own.  For Halloween, I suppose I will pull out my old paper witch.  Christmas?  I might go into seclusion with a case of the vapors.

The white hydrangeas got switched for some darker ones.

I saw this cute little fellow at Pier 1 last week, and decided to go back and get him.

I wish I could put all those squirrels in my back yard in a cage!

Maybe I am turning into a grinch?

I wonder if there is a cure....

21 September 2014


Why in the world it took me so long to do this, I do not know.  A couple of years ago when I was in Pottery Barn one day, they had some pieces up front reduced for clearance, marked "Floor Samples."  (They weren't really Clearance by my standards of clearance prices, but it was better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.)  You already know I have never met a Frenchy-style chair that I didn't like, so it came home with me for this little desk where it now sits in the Master Bedroom.

You also know I am a constant furniture shifter, so it has also been everywhere else in the meantime.  Now it is back where it belongs.

I am not crazy about dull neutrals as you know, and the fabric did not read as light as it looks in these photos.  It was a most definite shade of greige.  Not hideous, just not my thing.  

All summer while I was getting over the knee replacement, the little wheels were turning in my head for this new look in here.  Should I try to recover the chair, slipcover it or paint it?  After all, I had painted the fuchsia chairs in the LR, and they turned out great.  I knew that I wanted to keep the frame in the wood finish because everything else in this room has a painted finish!

It involved a lot of taping as you can see, and that took about 45 minutes or so while I watched yet another Castle re-run.  Aside:  I have spent the last lazy month catching up on Castle -- I had never watched it before, and when I saw a couple of the old episodes, I got completely hooked.  Not unlike crack addiction?

The most important first step is to vacuum or thoroughly brush the upholstery before you start to paint.  Once again, I used Design Master spray paint which works on fabric.  REGULAR SPRAY PAINT WILL NOT WORK!  This paint was originally made for florists and designers who use it for both real and silk flowers.  Another Design blogger made me aware of this product:  Lynda Quintero-Davids of Focal Point blog.  She is a master stylist and decorator, and she used this on some outdoor cushions a while back.  She also said that she had used it a lot when working as a visual merchandiser in retail.

This stuff is very smelly, so do it outside or open up your garage or wherever you are working so you  don't asphyxiate yourself.  In between coats, when the paint has dried -- and it won't take very long -- brush the fabric again, in all directions.  This softens it up and keeps it from getting too stiff.

The fabric will probably not be quite as soft as it was before, but with time and use, it does get softer. I know that because the fuchsia chairs are pretty soft now, and we don't even use them a ton.  When the piece is ready to come inside, give it one last good brushing.

When I was picking up this paint at Michael's (HobLob does not sell it) I noticed that Design Master has something called "spray tint" now.  They did not have a lot colors, but I am going to investigate that, and I will let you know what I find out.

The shade I used is Turquoise, and I think it looks a little darker than I really wanted because the fabric was not white to begin with.  I had previously bought some white Design Master to try out on another chair, and it does not work at all.  I am going to try it on some light lampshades that could use a lift.  I will let you know how that works out, too.

Here is the chair in the room, and you can see bits and pieces of some of the changes I have made so far.  I still have a couple of pillows to do and the armoire and nightstands to paint, so we won't talk about any of these other things today.

So how do you like my chair?  It is amazing what a jolt of color like this can do, the hue picked up from three other fabrics in the room.  The Master Bedroom is also starting to relate nicely to the Boho Bath and the Living Room which was the object of the game all along.

The paint is actually quite even.
I think there is a glare from the overhead lights which makes it look like it is not.

Linking up to The DIY Showoff for That DIY Party, Between Naps on the Porch for Metamorphosis Monday, Coastal Charm for Show and Share,  Mod Vintage Life for Mod Mix Monday, Cozy Little House for Tweak It Tuesday, A Stroll Thru Life for Inspire Me, Savvy Southern Style for Wow Us Wednesday and Miss Mustard Seed for Furniture Friday. Last but not least, I am joining the Best of the Nest Party via Simple Details.

18 September 2014


Mums are blooming over in NoMan's Land West...

It's that time of year -- early Fall when the annuals are mostly dying off and the weeds have gone crazy again (in spite of Sweet Husband's valiant efforts at keeping them pulled), and the shrubbery has gone all leggy.  Time to clean up.

...so are the weeds!

impatiens still going strong

Sweet Husband planted some ornamental grass in front of the scraggly old azaleas --
anybody know if this stuff will winter-over?
I hope so.

We always plant our mums from the pots we use on the porch in the Fall after they finish blooming.
My mother always did this, too.   She had a huge bed along her carport wall.  At our old house, we kept them in a bed all their own, too.
Invariably they will bloom every year, then we cut them back, and next year we will see them again.  They do not all bloom at once -- don't know why.


all the shrubbery is getting way too leggy

Mornings are finally a little cooler down here in the Heart of Dixie, and today, there was no need for a fan blowing right in our faces as we drink our coffee on the back porch every morning.

All ten of those Leland Cypress trees are growing like crazy.
They were about two feet high last year when they were planted.
I can't wait till we have a forest!  

Both the snowball bushes grew a LOT this year!
The other one is in front of the kitchen sink's window.
Finally I put away the seashells I had filled up bowls and pitchers with, my only contribution to a summer look for the interior.  After all, I had a rather momentous summer this year, what with getting the new knee and everything.  Plopping a few shells here and there was all I had the inclination to do.

The shamrock plant has done well under the pergola, so I will find it a place in the garage soon.  

This little plant will spend the Winter in the garage, too.

Our basil didn't do diddly this year  -- I am perturbed because we enjoyed great pesto all Winter long, only finishing the last package last week!  This batch has looked scroungy from the get-go.
See the pink pavers?
Overspray from when Sweet Husband painted the porch furniture...

I have pulled out a few Fallish things, but honestly, with it so green and still so warm outside, I just do not think it is time yet for pumpkins and dead stuff!

The KO roses are still sort of blooming...
soon it will be time to cut them back.

On the back of the pergola, we have had to replace some climbers that were killed during last Winter's harsh blast.
Some of the new ones are supposed to have big purple flowers -- can't remember what they are called.  The white jasmine was replaced with the yellow kind.

We disposed of these little cushions I tried to paint.
The yellow ones are still OK.  These were just awful!

We practically had a "lawn" of weeds out here!

...and here is Mr. Wonderful with this side pretty well cleaned up.
At this point he still had a few plants to pitch out.

So far I have lost the battle of the ground cover here in NoMan's Land East.
It needs it.

My Darling is out there working on the "dining side" now that I have fed him lunch.  A growing boy has to eat, you know!  This morning he hauled our generator over to the repair shop, getting us ready for hurricane season and our secondary tornado season. Fun with weather!

BTW -- anyone know what is wrong with Blogger lately -- it is as slow as the Seven-Year Itch!

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