Archive November 7, 2014

I guess I am into vinyl sayings and letter as decorations. It’s funny I am a teacher, so,words are a big part of my life. Shortly before my dad died he decided words meant nothing. He would probably hate the new house. I decided my kitchen is red white and blue but I didn’t want a patriotic kitchen. The walls are white so I needed something with color. So red and blue kitchen words are what I went with in vinyl made from Etsy.

Debbie’s old room is getting the brass bed I found for $40. It’s a king brass bed so nothing else much will fit in the room, so a dresser and an area rug and two cream chairs will be all this room has. It is being defined by the brass bed so everything is gold and cream.
I saw a border I loved but it was $200 a roll. So I found some nice border for $3 a roll. It looks great. It gives the room character. I collected some items from resale that I though would match. I painted the frames gold and painted the flower hanging. It flows well, I think. There is a big huge heavy mirror on the wall and I don’t think it can come off the wall, so I painted nits frame gold too.

Jamie’s old bedroom in the rehabbed house was the one the kids got into and vandalized with paint. So rehabbing this room is not as easy as the rest. However I didn’t pull out the paneling because I can’t afford to do wall work right not, so sanding and painting is what I can do. David primed the walls and we coated it with two coats of paint. Then I put a border on it with cants and dogs. It will have striped on the bottom half that go with the ridges in the old paneling and I made new sew top treatments from Joanne Fabrics.

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My big brother was 21 years older then I was. When I was tiny he spoiled me including feeling me chocolate ice cream at a week old. I miss him a lot. He died of complications of lymphoma in August 1995. Losing him was hard especially after losing mom in January of the same year. Mom and him are buried together in Bee Branch Arkansas. I bought his old house this year. It was up for foreclosure. He sold it shortly before he died. At first I though I made a mistake, too many memories Ina house he and his family lived I a long time but I am making it my own, hearing his comments on the way I decorate the room and felling his presence everywhere at first I was gittery but now it’s peaceful. The footprints in the pole barn remind me her was here. The signs that make the shelves in his old office and the practicing marks of his air brush on the walls remind me he was here. I am adding old memories to the new memories and that’s good…..I think.

My big brother and me

Here we are. We didn’t get chemo lat week or blood count was too low. But that’s ok. We had a great weekend camping t the new house we are redoing. Sleeping on a blow up mattress in the living room, at eating out of the tiny fridge. It was fun. Listening to my book on tape just me and the dogs and Coffee was chemo sick….

I am hiding. I don’t want to be at the cancer clinic.

Creamy likes I remembered her fan for the stroller but I forgot the pillow….will I ever get it right?