**We were at Hobby Lobby to buy needle point projects for Jere, because he just discovered that it's super relaxing for him to sit and pull a needle in and out of plastic sheets. Hehehe
The sign looks like this:
There she is. Cute no?
This morning, I just stuck the picture on the only nail that was in our wall (put there for something at Christmas time) to get it out of the way and get a maybe idea of what I would like to do.
Well people, this set off a whole slew of little projects. Can you see where this is heading?
First, I went out to my garage and pulled this little shelfy poo that was just sitting in a pile of shelfy poos that I have.
Just some Wal-Mart special I had bought over 6 years ago for a classroom.
Then I turned to my paint shelf, and happily I had spray primer, and white spray paint. Also...some fab blueish/turquoise spray paint left over from another project. YES, I was on my way.
While I was doing these projects, my brain began percolating with other ideas. I have inherited an AMAZING collection of hand made lace, doilies, clothing, etc. all knitted or tatted by my Great Grandmothers. I have an amazeballs idea for a bedroom for Maggie someday that will incorporate many of these. However, at this time, I just dug through and pulled out the only blue one I could find, pulled an old frame from my frame pile in the garage and painted the cardboard backing white. Then I pulled another old frame, painted it white and just placed a darling little pillowcase with needlepoint/cross stitched blue birds made by my great grandmother under the glass. I was thinking I was on to something.
So, after about a half hours worth of painting, and literally no money but the 20 bucks for the picture spent. Oh excuse me, 20 plus the 1.37 for the bird, I had a new section of decorated wall.
And yes, I am fully aware that the entire thing needs to be lowered about 3 inches or more. It's bugging me. But Lana said she thought it was ok. I'm gonna live with it for a bit and then reassess. I HATE hanging things, it's a pain.
Anywho...here are some closer looks of the projects.
A closeup of the grouping. It makes me happy.
That spoon is called a love spoon. My parents brought that back from a trip to Wales long ago. It was given to my Grandparents, and when they were cleaning out my Grampas apartment, I got to keep it. I stole the plant from my entertainment center, and it just works smashingly there. Man, I totally love designing on a dime (or stealing from around the house).
Yeah, I'm too lazy to iron the thing. What of it?
Isn't that the coolest thing EVER! I wish you could really see the detail. It is so intricate and sooo teeny and amazing. It's a lost art, that is for sure.
My sweet little dollar turquoise bird. Need to put some black on the eyes.
So? What do you think? Be honest with me here. I can take it.
I won't lie, it felt GOOD to actually have a little project to do, and to be painting and decorating again.
Spray paint and messy hands,