A little project

My Mom (finally) gave me this cupboard that I have been wanting for several years now. It belonged to her Grandmother and was pass to my Grandma and then on to my Aunt. When my Aunt moved she gave it to my Mom. And now, almost 12 years after my Grandma passed away it is mine. I am so thankful. I love getting furniture (or anything for that matter) that has been passed through my family. Most everything(but not everything) in my house has come from family and I love it that way.

This particular cupboard has been painted and painted and painted and painted some more. I have no idea how many colors it has been in years past, but the ones I can remember are blue, green, burgundy, and purple. My Mom painted it purple about a year ago. Well I have nothing purple in my house, so it had to painted again.

 

 

BEFORE

I got to work on it yesterday and restored it to its former color of....
burgundy.  ;-)

 
AFTER

I have every intention of buying some nice dishes to put in there someday, but until then my "everyday" dishes will have to do. 

The bed color is...

black...

I am not completely convinced that it looks better than the chocolate brown would have, but I am satisfied...for now.  ;)

Here is the opposite view of our bedroom along with the dresser that I want to paint black (or chocolate brown, IF I decide to change the bed color in the spring) so that the two of them match.  ;)
Also the stand on the right side of the bed (as you are looking at the bed) my Mom is giving me a table cloth for it.

I just want to note that we only bought one piece of furniture for this room. My style is country, but also eclectic, which I think also describes country.
Our bed was free from a complete stranger. (the mattress and box spring were a gift from my Mom when I moved out)
my side table, which you can not see very well used to belong to my parents.
PJ's side table is what we bought. There is a painting of the Horseshoe (Ohio Stadium) on the top and the Ohio State logo on the bottom shelf.
The small dresser in the first picture was my dresser when I was a child and was in the family prior to that.
The cedar chest at the end of the bed belong to my parents.
The dresser with the pictures on it was my Dad's and also in our family for a long time before it was his.
The tan colored dresser belonged to my aunt when she was a young girl and she gave it to us when we bought our house.

tomorrow is the day, tidy-ing up

Tomorrow is my sleepover with my girlfriends for my 30th birthday. I am so excited I can not wait. I am hoping to take lots of pictures and share them with you all, but I do have a couple camera shy friends. We will see what we can do.

Today I will be busy getting all my laundry done, my floors all mopped and swept, everything dusted and cleaned and picked up. We do a good job of keeping the house clean most of the time, but when expecting company, I am always a little more thorough. (isn't everyone?)

I come from two parents who could not be MORE different in the house keeping ways. My Mom is a neat freak...honestly...no one can possibly have a cleaner house. Maybe just as clean, but not cleaner. They take vacation (???) each year to wipe down the walls in the entire house. While I wipe down my walls as well (you have to with a little one) I would NEVER take vacation to do such a thing. (I would hire someone first)

My Dad, God rest His Soul, was not a neat freak by any stretch of the imagination. He was not dirty either...he was a typical bachelor (most of his life he was just that). He was also a pack rat, NEVER throwing ANYTHING out. He passed away almost two years ago and we are still going through things of his.

Me...I get a little from both of my parents. I have always been a pack rat. My New Year's resolution for 2008 was to SIMPLIFY. And I have done a pretty good job of that, I think. Our home is old (1899) and has NO storage. We do not have a basement and no garage storage either. (my next home will have BOTH for the record). I was tired of stuff piling up here, there and everywhere. So I started going through everything, tossing, recycling, donating, selling and giving things away. There is now room in our shed (which I would like to tear down and rebuild, it is not much in the way of looks or being good for too much storage. I think it may have been built at the same time the house was...YIKES) for a bowflex which my dear husband has wanted since I met him, many, many years ago. And our spare room, which has been everything from a closet, to a storage room to a home office is finally cleared out enough for it to hopefully be a nursery in the near future. (it is still home to our desktop, but that can easily be moved) I still have not let go of my pack rat past though. I came across a box full of cards while cleaning out the shed and I still have birthday cards from my first birthday. I can not let go of those. I am a card person...I would rather get a card than a gift. (WEIRDO, lol) I also can not part with CJ's "baby" stuff. Partly because I want more babies, but also because I am so sentimental, how could I part with all of that. I do not understand how other Mom's do it. I wish I could be more like them, but I am not and I have excepted that. I will instead do my part to keep the tote making people in business. (our economy crisis will not effect them, thanks to me)

OK, somehow this post got off on something I did not intend to "blog" about. Sorry. And THANKS if you made it through all of that.

Yesterday I received an email from my dearest cousin in Indiana that had some AMAZING fall photos in it. I am sharing them (a few of them) with you. They are breath taking. I hope you enjoy. (Tomorrow if my football edition of Fall Picture Day)

FALL PICTURE DAY 24