When Debbie first asked me to to gather up some photos for a Home Tour
Feature on her blog, I was flattered…and then I laughed a hearty
laugh and realized she could be desperate for home tours.
I’ll let
you decide if I’m flatter-worthy…mmmkay?
The exterior, which other than planting a few flowers, I can take no credit for.
This is in my front foyer. Yep, it’s a project waiting to be
finished. I’m trying to figure out a way to get these too-small doors
to fit on this wardrobe.
Zee sofa table in zee living room. (Yes, I’ve developed a sudden
French accent.)
You will notice a theme…I collect kitchen items. It’s a sickness.
You see, I have French doors….hence the French accent. (cough…lame…cough)
My $3.00 end tables next to my reedonkulously expensive couch.
I inherited these chairs from my parents. They began their life as
orange and white polka-dotted wonders. Does that give you a hint of
their age?
A dry sink with a hand pump in my living room? Why, yes…isn’t this
how you get your water?
Why have I headed back toward the front door? I don’t know. I guess
I wanted to show you my moonshine whiskey storage. Yeehaw!
Zee dining room. Well, hey, aren’t those French chairs?
Somebody straighten out that table runner, please.
More of my obsession.
I don’t really dig those lights or the hardware, but I do live incopper country, soooo…I may be shot if I change it.
A peek into the master bedroom. Ooo lala…ala Target! (The bedding
and rugs, anyway.)
I have no grandchildren, so I had to make my own. She’s very well behaved.
This whole bedroom suite belonged to my parents. It was dark pine
with Early American brass pulls. I was so skeered to paint it, but
dove in any way.
My framed art secret: hair nets!
Please focus your eyes on the wedding dress that once belong to my
husband’s grandmother and ignore the spot I missed painting on the
hutch.
I gave that picture to my husband one anniversary. We’re romantic like that.
Another use for radiators…shelving.
Another art secret: framed sheet music.
Well, if you aren’t asleep by now, you might want to check out a few
of the other rooms that I’ve posted on my blog:
Desperate I am not JEAN, FLattered I sure am! WOWZA, this was fantastic. I thank you so much for having us over today.
Don’t know Jean from the Backyard bungalow?
Head on over now and say HI!~
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