For all you younger gens, the title I chose for this post is a famous Rolling Stones song about depression, or Anger, or Angst or maybe all three. It just seemed like a clever lead in to my next few projects that I want to share with you. Because I love clever. One of… Continue reading I See a Red Door and I Want it Painted Black…
Here we go! First project completed. I have about 5 on the go, including painting “planets” for Village Church’s summer camp. So fun, but daunting – they still need to look excellent, even if they are for kids. (kids come with judging parents, you know.) But more on that later. The first project I speak… Continue reading Bathtub Blues ? Perhaps Not.
Unlike me, Pepsi, our partner in crime has finally settled in. Or she’s reminiscing her former life where moving and upheaval do not exist. First off, my apologies to all those fab bloggers I follow whom I have neglected in recent times, I will play catch up on all your posts ASAP. We actually just… Continue reading “Close Your Eyes and Tap Your Heels Three Times…”
Since I am just weeks away from the new frontier of townhouse living, I thought I’d wander down memory lane and look at how I got where I am going. You get to see my sometimes odd decision making from the beginning, and along with me can say “what were you thinking!??” I promise not… Continue reading Evolution of a Master Bedroom
First off – is it just me, or is it weird to be writing on a day that doesn’t always exist? I’ll try not to think too hard on this, I may give myself a case of Twilight Zone syndrome, of which I am sure is a thing, dodododo. So as we make all… Continue reading Moving Right Along…
Well, here it is. The new future digs. After much deliberation, we decided it was time to downsize, and being that the market here just outside of Vancouver by the ocean is super hot, we thought we’d git while the gitten’s good. Having said that, I am feeling remorseful already since the location of the… Continue reading House, House, Baby
This tray/table always seemed too high to me. I’m sure it would make a great little statement somewhere, like a fabulous little bar or something, but where we need it to be, it’s just ridiculously proportioned. A resting cup of coffee often got knocked before it actually got to the resting spot and that led… Continue reading Gold and all that Glitters