So! Welcome to the room that will be our master bedroom (green now, will be gray)! What's in here? Here's a peek:
A trunk I'll be refinishing for the guest room, with a basket and the light cover from an old ceiling fan:
Oh, look! It's the vintage swivel papasan who's cushion Foster the Cat destroyed, the base of which didn't make it into the shot. (Accompanied by a vintage picnic basket and a spaghetti lamp.)
And here's another trunk. This one's going to be cleaned up, sprayed chrome silver, fitted with a glass top, and put to use as a coffee table:
Yesterday we went on the most delightful outing to explore un-patio options. Our back yard has issues that render a proper terrace completely impractical, so we've decided to go with...is it egg gravel? River rock? Whatever. Golf-ball-sized stones, smooth, rounded. The ones that have more brown tones going on, as the chipped marble seemed too white-tires-along-the-driveway for my taste. An area of those lovely little smooth stones, partitioned from the rest of the yard by a strip of.....this vinyl stuff. Black vinyl stuff, that we'll likely bust our asses tripping over after a couple of beverages, but will keep the appropriately colored and rounded stones from getting over into the rest of the yard, which will be covered in...
Peat moss. See? I know what something is actually called. Why peat moss? Didgeridoo Boy's decision. The smell of it reminds him of Six Flags Over Georgia.
Yes, we are going to measure and figure out how much of these things we need. I know this will be slightly hard to swallow, but Didge and I can behave like grownups when the need arises. He knows something of landscaping, to boot. (Which is good, because I know not the first damned thing.)
And inside? The living room and dining room are going to become "staging" and "crafting" areas, respectively. Today. I mean that. Really.
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