tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78601242336077987932024-03-12T21:09:12.848-05:00clustresclustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.comBlogger125125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-79996785260831832372014-03-26T14:06:00.001-05:002014-03-26T14:06:35.818-05:00Where Did I Hang My Plates? I “floated” them up the staircase. For now. clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-14372956807479889602013-08-14T20:15:00.001-05:002013-08-14T20:15:20.260-05:00Itty Bitty Paper Cutter The hubby and I recently celebrated an anniversary. We have been married 46 wonderful years…ok, so it is really 23, but we always double it, you know, 'cause there are 2 of us. So we have been married {double} wonderful years, {half} for him and {half} for me! Well, maybe we are the only ones that have fun with that, but we do have fun! Now I guess most of youclustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-34411442275915885462013-03-27T20:27:00.001-05:002013-03-27T20:27:54.974-05:00Katy…..for Tom I. LOVE. DOGS. When I see something about a dog on Facebook or blogs or whatever, it grabs my attention. Of course I love the cute puppy pictures. Of course I love to laugh at funny dog videos. And of course my heart breaks when a beloved family pet is hurt or is lost. Enough said. I have finally gotten around to painting another of our precious dogsclustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-321277558246429272012-12-27T16:35:00.001-06:002012-12-27T16:35:47.728-06:00A Little More Christmas… You know you want to see even more Christmas photos, right? Here’s just a few more around my house. I had just found this old chalkboard with chalk holder tray, so I just drew a tree on it for the holidays. My hubby had recently bought this old thread spool holder for me, so I just made some beeswax candles and added a glittered crown. These little shades were actually clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-9644926793630310672012-12-20T00:00:00.001-06:002012-12-20T00:00:58.925-06:00Kringle…Gangnam Style Meet Kringle. He’s our household elf at Christmastime. We’re grandparents, so he has a few more wrinkles and flaws than your standard elf on a shelf. Or maybe he is just tired. But wait! Elfie Gangnam Style! Entirely too much TV. Technorati Tags: Gangnam Style,Elf on the Shelf clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-11942373401268510692012-12-08T01:31:00.001-06:002012-12-08T01:33:10.067-06:00Day 6 of the Advent Calendar said “Tea Party.” So…. The food is the same stuff they eat all the time, just in a different setting. That is my brother, Reid. Game of the Day: Put the Nose on Rudolph Missed. More snacks. And now: DANCING! Just a little more clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-21648451338824034642012-09-30T12:49:00.001-05:002012-09-30T12:58:26.132-05:00In Memory of Carol A tornado touched down near my apartment in Corsicana, Texas in 1973. Fortunately, it did very little damage. And also fortunately, in the courtyard during the tornado alarm, I met Carol Jennings Kittley Jodon. We became forever friends. She was such a multi-faceted individual. She was smart, pretty, talented, outgoing. Did I mention outgoing? We started with many clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-75257359642875445752012-07-03T19:59:00.001-05:002012-07-03T19:59:27.691-05:00Patriotic=Black and White? If you have seen many of my blog posts, you will know that my design esthetic contains very little red, white and blue. Oh, I AM patriotic, but the color palette (or lack of color palette) in my home these days contains mostly whites, greys, beiges, blacks and other muted sort of non-colors. Some may think that is boring in décor but, for me, it is calming and makes me clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-19093744466291730032012-05-23T13:46:00.001-05:002012-05-23T16:20:37.139-05:00Insomnia You know how it happens. You can’t sleep. You decide to watch all those TV shows you have dvr’d. But you can’t get interested. You decide to read. But you’re too sleepy to read. You try counting sheep. I tried painting sheep… Just simple sheep… On a painting of trees… Someone’s watching…. One sheep… Two sheep… Three sheep…. Too many clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-13224129503270689652012-04-23T18:20:00.001-05:002012-05-02T19:26:53.721-05:00From the redneck.chic Herself
I cannot believe how long it has been since I have written on my blog. Some of you know that I have been otherwise encumbered. Anyway, I want to show you this:
I bought this old toolbox here as I was passing through Hillsboro a while back (in Texas, we say “a while back” when we can’t remember and it’s not important for the story anyway) from none other than the red neck.chic clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-72326777969928829642012-03-01T16:14:00.002-06:002012-03-01T16:24:45.849-06:00Valentines to a T It all started with the lure of a shiny of a shiny object. Doesn’t it always?
Around the age of 2, each grandchild asked about the silver tea pot.
I tried to explain the purpose of it, but I had not actually used it in a long time.
So before Reid became too “old” and after Caroline was just “old” enough, I decided to have a tea party for just them. And I decided to do it on clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-17630106860303496052011-12-25T00:35:00.002-06:002011-12-27T21:04:13.465-06:00A Creature Was Stirring
Somewhere in the house
I heard funny sounds
But it wasn’t a mouse
We’d loaded a tree
The new skinny one
Bought just for them
We’d had so much fun
And so we decided
To put out more trees
But I’d promised a surprise
And I’d heard their pleas
In this high-tech world
We all need a break
And they get such a kick
Out of things that they make
So Christmas came early
For clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-85353505554983363712011-12-22T23:17:00.001-06:002011-12-22T23:17:54.037-06:00The Closest I Will Get to My Christmas Dishes This Year Do you ever just stop and do a double-take when you are looking at a magazine because you see something familiar? I do. And I would bet you do too. Recently, I was casually looking at a Country Living and suddenly came to a halt when I saw this: Yep. Homer Laughlin Currier and Ives red transferware. Just like mine. Well, actually I do not have the teapot. clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-65695482486368529672011-12-07T22:59:00.001-06:002011-12-07T22:59:13.646-06:00A Foggy Morn Hubby and I have always wanted a room with a view. In the past, we just enjoyed a view (if we could get one) from hotel windows. Recently, we completely renovated a condo (I’ll post photos of the redo later) and it just happens to have a large master bedroom with very tall ceilings and a huge picture window. The other morning a big of fog rolled in. clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-55187371547688110972011-11-14T19:14:00.002-06:002011-11-18T16:43:15.650-06:00Letterpress Art Leftovers
Do you ever have leftover pieces from the projects you have completed?
I do.
Do you ever have projects you planned but never completed?
I do.
Do you ever wait so long to work on a project that the finished product would no longer be “in style” when you get around to do it?
I do.
That last one is a little embarrassing.
At one time, I had quite a few letterpress blocks that I used in some clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-90646652796814138562011-10-31T16:43:00.002-05:002011-10-31T17:20:53.672-05:00H O O T
Happy Halloween! I’ll be busy with babygrands later today, so I just wanted to send a greeting before today’s festivities. By the way, is it just me, or nowadays does it seem Halloween lasts for about a week?
I won’t bore you with more photos of my white pumpkins (although I do love them and I enjoy looking at all the blog photos of yours, so yall please keep ‘em comin’ ‘causeclustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-58478859593796811772011-08-08T16:47:00.001-05:002011-08-08T16:47:13.119-05:00My Electric Bill Came Today Texas heat is attempting to break records. I am speechless. P.S. I am happy though to be the proud owner of this pup painted by my daughter. I made a very good trade for it. Actually, I saved it. She has a habit of painting over her previous paintings. The horror! Technorati Tags: original art,bulldog painting,clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-23980052340872884142011-08-02T23:53:00.004-05:002011-08-03T17:01:21.935-05:00Tea for Two or Twenty-Two
Last week my daughter, Amanda and her friend, Krista hosted a brunch for another friend, Elizabeth who is getting married soon. They wanted to have a tea party and, of course, I still have millions of a number of vintage thingies. So I was recruited. And after months and months of moving boxes and unpacking and putting up, I found myself pulling down and packing and clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-51186948590164320972011-07-06T21:45:00.001-05:002011-07-06T21:45:31.656-05:00Signs, Signs, Everywhere Signs Like many of you, I love vintage signs. My favorite one that I own is this large one (5 feet long) that my hubby brought to me a few years ago. Funny story. He had stopped by an old car dealership building in downtown Waco that someone had purchased to remodel and make into lofts. Hubby was so interested in the beautiful old building, the new owner gave him a tour.clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-86769120029306307822011-06-28T11:12:00.007-05:002011-10-21T14:34:20.000-05:00Yes, I Painted the Drop Cloth
I have had this chair for a century long time. In fact, when I bought this chair, you could hardly find this type of Frenchie chair anywhere. I kept thinking some day I would paint it. So I put it in storage and guess where it stayed. You can see why.
I finally decided to paint it and I chose Sherwin Williams “Jogging Path.” It is the faintest of greys.
Don’t clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-51943039321028280452011-06-09T16:41:00.001-05:002011-06-09T16:41:27.266-05:00To Keep Me From Painting It I love lamps. I have always loved lamps. I have had quite a few antique lamps. I have sold quite a few antique lamps. This is beginning to sound like a children’s book. See Spot Run. I don’t usually mind painting lamps if I think I would like them better or if they would fit my décor or someone else’s décor better. Everyone has been clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-4725654719230650332011-06-01T12:57:00.001-05:002011-06-01T12:57:32.730-05:00Do You See Koala Faces? It is White Wednesday again over at Kathleen’s Faded Charm. Why, yes, thank you, I would like to join the fun. Hubby has been at it again and brought me something he knows I love—little metal drawers. It’s all in the name of organization, of course. Maybe it is because I’m an animal lover. I see a Koala face. What? They were notclustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-59694342398171373152011-05-04T01:01:00.001-05:002011-05-04T01:01:14.680-05:00White Horse and a Cheery Me For White Wednesday at Faded Charm, I thought I would write a post about my new acquisition. Yes, this Jonathan Adler horse bowl (from his Menagerie Collection) is mine. I am cheery indeed. The first time I saw it was a couple of years ago. My daughter had just purchased it. I liked it, but I didn’t think too much about it. clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-65833338759614662822011-04-25T17:44:00.001-05:002011-04-25T17:44:26.224-05:00More Cows You know how I love my cow painting, right? Well, my daughter, Amanda, is the one who taught me to paint in that particular style and to just have fun with it. She has been at it painting cows again. She says she loves to paint anything with a face. This painting of a cow and calf I think is especially sweet. Love the cow tag, Amanda! Thisclustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860124233607798793.post-51210474809749475692011-04-09T23:41:00.001-05:002011-04-09T23:41:49.003-05:00Advertising Art Okay, so my house is full of paintings I have done. And my house is full of paintings my daughter has done. I am still a sucker for all kinds of art I find in thrift stores. Here is an interesting one I found recently. I was drawn to the colors. I loved the simple mat and black frame. I hardly ever leave anything in its original condition, but I didn’t do a thing to it. Then I clustreshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051844559805496406noreply@blogger.com0