Yes, she is wearing a bandeau top.
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Hope to see you tomorrow evening on Early Work Mercantile.
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at my Early Work Mercantile offering for Sept 1st.
I'm trying to finish another piece to offer on EWM. But if I don't, it'll be offered on my selling blog.
Both pieces are spooktacular!!
Bwah-ha-ha!!!
Happy Sunday, all!!
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Well, my Wilsonart Old Mill Oak laminate samples arrived yesterday and was giddy as I laid them out across the countertop.
But as I looked at them and looked around at my kitchen, I felt there were too many woodtones. The floor, the butcher block, the Windsor dining room set and hutch are all different woodtones. Adding a woodtone countertop may be overkill. I also noticed when I dragged a knife across the Old Mill Oak, it left a light mark. **sigh**
My first choice was Formica's Soapstone Sequoia. Even though I went out of my comfort zone picking this one, I thought the look of soapstone complimented my farmhouse kitchen quite nicely.
Man, I am so frustrated.
Feel free to throw in your two cents.
So for now, I'll walk away and go create something Halloweenie for Early Work Mercantile.
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Doesn't make sense, does it?
It will. Give me a minute.
I mentioned my niece and fiance' purchased my parent's home. My childhood home.
I also mentioned I am thrilled they did. Knowing it is still in the family is truly a blessing. My parents took a lot of pride in their home.
But it is bittersweet. There's a lot of change going on in that home now. Although only cosmetic, it is still change. My childhood home is no more, esthetically speaking. I guess paneling and Z-Brick are no longer hip. ((giggle))
When they mentioned all the interior louver wood shutters were being removed, I asked my niece if I could have a few. She was sweet enough to say yes. ♥
Man, I can remember it like it was yesterday. My mom wanting wood, louver shutters and my daddy buying, staining and trying to hang them for her. I can also remember the the 2" ash that managed to stay on the cigarette hanging out of his mouth mouth as he wrestled and cursed trying to hang them. Minus the cigarette, I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. ((giggle))
So I cleaned them, and painted (and paint and painted) them and tried to hang them. They are a little lot warped and don't even come close to fitting. But I don't care. They are here with me and I couldn't be happier with how they look.
I'm still trying to figure out the other side.
Not sure why I'm in a long dress, changing the channel on a television that isn't on. OR why my mom would take a picture of me doing it...
But here it is and there are the shutters.
((giggle))
Happy Monday.
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Man, it's hotter than blazes and just as humid and I've been a trim painting fool!
I'd also like to add it looks absolutely fantastic!!! Woo hoo!!! Wish I did it 15 years ago. But I've always been a late bloomer. ((hee hee))
Not only does the room look bigger and brighter, painting all that trim makes the wonderful ceiling beams stand out so it draws the eye up!
Even my sweet hubs admitted, "Wow, this looks really nice!" That's saying a lot since he is a man of few words when it comes to interior decor. ((giggle))
So are you ready to see photos of the new paint job??!!!
Here's a sneak peek...
Sorry. You'll have to wait to see the rest. I need to do a second coat.
Ben is quite pleased.
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News at eleven!!
Heck, who am I trying to kid. I can't stay awake past 10:00pm. So I'll tell you about it now.
I think I mentioned I decided to do the reverse as far as paint color goes in that room. Lighter walls with darker trim.
So off to the Home Depot I did go and spent a small fortune on paint samples.
Boy, those little rascals add up!
Came home and tried every color on a piece of trim and every color looked... "eh."
Man, a good thing I grabbed yet another boatload of color chips when I was there.
As I sat and stared at them strewn across my kitchen table, one kind of caught my eye. It's called "Stepping Stones." It looked rather dark. But when I took it out in the natural light next to the Antique White, is wasn't. It's a nice neutral.
Antique White:
Stepping Stones:
So... off to the Home Depot I did go again. I painted a piece of trim and... we have a winner!! **the crowd goes wild**
See what happens when I stay up after 10pm??
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(((giggle)))
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that I am able to continue to walk through the doors of my childhood home. Although my daddy is no longer with us, my mama is still there. Esthetically, it has changed over the years. But my fond childhood memories are the same.
Mama is the artistic one and I am so grateful to have her "creative gene." She taught me to appreciate old things, paint the walls any color I like and to swing a hammer. (Even if it's at 2 o'clock in the morning because of an idea to create something)
She also taught me when picking out a dollie, to pick the one with the face that "speaks" to you. Not all dollies do.
Daddy fixed my broken toys, taught me to ride my bicycle without training wheels, taught me to plant a garden and to feed the birds. He also taught me to drive a car, change the oil and he always made sure any date I had came to the door first to meet him.
Both taught me to keep a sense of humor about life and the importance of eating dinner together (everyday) as a family.
In that little red house not only did I take my first steps, I lovingly kissed my daddy goodbye for the last time.
A lot of love has flowed through that home. I can only hope someday, when another family lives within those walls, they will experience the same love of family I was blessed to have."
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Karin Pender
Countryfolk Keepsakes
January 7, 2011
I wrote this about the house I grew up in for an online art group I belonged to years ago.
I am reposting this because much has happened since then.
My mama passed away in 2014 and that little red house sat empty. That is until yesterday.
But I'm not sad. Actually, I'm very happy. You see my niece (my sister's daughter) and her fiancé bought the house and closed on it yesterday.
So I no longer have to hope that someday another family who lives within those walls will experience the same love I did.
I know they will.
I also know my daddy and mama are smiling down from Heaven...
♥