My House

I don't know why but I seriously have a stomach ache thinking about posting pictures of my house.  I love my house and if you know me at all you know that I love to decorate my house, like obsessively.  But I totally lack confidence when it comes to taking pics and having people actually see what my home looks like.  My style is a little odd, the more random the better for me.  I adore doilies, chalkboards, numbers, and letters.  I love anything with chippy paint.  I love to change things as often as I can. 

So, at the request of a few people, here's a few shots of a few spots that are actually clean and somewhat decorated/finished...for now.  Who knows what these same spots will look like in a few weeks.

And don't mind the white walls.  I'm still debating all of the white.  In some spots I love it, in others, not so much.

And don't mind all the unfinishedness that you'll see if you play a good game of I Spy.  Like empty frames, unfinished pillows, etc.

All right, here goes... 

Here's half of the front room, I'll post pictures when the other half is clean and finished.

I have to point out a few of my favorite things as I post these pictures.  First is the $5 door I found at the Habitat for Humanity Restore.  The second is the old green playskool postal station I found at an antique store.  The flower pillow was a napkin (I think) that Rachael bought me forever ago from Anthropologie (I think).  The globe on the stand?  I just picked that up this weekend at an antique store for $10.  Rachael and I went to Tuesday morning later that day and a newer one was $60.  Who cares if this one still shows East and West Germany and The USSR.  The ladder is from the swing set we got from a friend a couple summers ago, we left most of it at the rental.  The yellow tablecloth was my Aunt Jay's.

The farmtable with the doilies sits in front of my windows, it came from the farm where my mom grew up, I need to get a picture of the rest of it.  I love it, even if it sometimes smells faintly of skunk to me.

 
Next to the farm table is my thrift store black leather chair I convinced my mom to buy me for my birthday a few years ago even though it was a month or so earlier than my birthday and the grouping with the family picture hangs above the couch.
 

The coloring is completely off in the shot of my dining room but it was the best I could do for right now.  You can see in the corner part of one of my current projects for the dining room.  I have letters along the trim that say "Bake, Stir, Sprinkle, Mix".  I'm still trying to figure out what color to paint them, if I want paper on any of them, etc.  As soon as I get them done, I'll photog them.  I'll never forget the day I brought home the container that my flowers are sitting in.  My Grandma Goude came over and had a fit because I had bought a 'pee pot' from back in the day.  I just laughed at her and assured her that I would disinfect it before I used it.  She was not a fan of all of my old stuff.

Jason's going to make me a new table top soon, I bought that table when I was 16 yrs old, working at Shopko.  We've painted it since then but I'm ready for something new.  The cabinet in the corner was in my grandma's kitchen and it now holds the kids' art supplies.  Sophie just told me she was going to make valentines for grandma to have in heaven.  We miss her.  A lot.

 

The shelf with the valentines decor is in the dining room and the green chalkboard in the middle is in the kitchen.  I got it from my Aunt Janice and it is one of my most favorite things ever.  I love using it for notes, grocery lists, to do lists, and displaying pictures. 

I just started working on our bedroom and this is what I've got going on for now.  Again, I'm sure it won't stay like this for very long before I see a new idea I want to try out.  The rocking chair was the ugliest brown until two days ago and now it's a crazy turquoise, not really showing it's real color in the picture.  I still need to recover the seat.  The bedspread hanging behind the chair has the initials D L embroidered on it, it was my Great Grandpa Loiacono's.  The pillow case also came from my Aunt Jay's. 

Across from the bed is an old crib mattress thingy with a bench underneath it...

Jason built the picnic bench and I'm trying to decide whether I should paint it or not.  I told him last night that the pictures of us looking happy are suppose to work like subliminal messages.  He just laughed at me.  I asked him if it bothered him that our room is turning out kinda girly and he laughed again saying the whole house is girly, and no, it doesn't bother him.  Thanks goodness for that!

So the rest of the house is either unfinished or messy.  And just in case you don't believe me, here's the proof...