I’ve treated our master bedroom like the ugly step child of our house for a few years. It has been my last priority since we moved in. Design wise, I still don’t know exactly where I’m going with this room. I’ve ignored it, called it nasty names, and thrown it some hand-me-down items from other rooms when I absolutely had to. Lately, I’ve been trying to give it some much needed TLC. Since our guest room has now become a nursery (more pics of it soon!), I needed a dressing table. The only logical place for this was our bedroom. That kick started things just a bit, and the room is beginning to evolve. Slowly. Very slowly. I’m only going to show you a few glimpses and hopefully by this time next year there will be full room shots. (But don’t count on it.)
After months of searching for a vanity that would fit in the small space and serve double duty as a night stand, I ended up with a computer table from Target. (Yep, high class.) I tried to make my nook feel more feminine with a scalloped mirror from Lowe’s and the little white stool I got from Overstock. It’s a bit more cramped that my last vanity, but it’s serving its purpose for now.
Also, we refinished the original hard wood floors that had been buried under very worn out carpet. We loved the look of our 1940’s floors after they had been rejuvenated, but needed a throw rug to warm things up just a bit. I am SO STINKIN’ PICKY ON RUGS that I dread even having to look for one. I decided I wasn’t going to search extensively for specific colors, since I don’t even have a color scheme for the room yet. I was just going to find one the right size that was around $100. This was a liberating experience. Seriously. LIBERATING. Not being confined to a specific color scheme let me just find a rug with a vibe I liked. Sound a bit bohemian and free-spirited? That’s what it felt like.
I found this indigo rug with lime tassels from Urban Outfitters for $79, a great buy. So, apparently these are the colors I’m going to work with. Luckily the hand-me-down lamp shades from the guest room just happened to have similar colors in them, so they get to stay. (I swear I didn’t plan that.) I still have no clue what I’m going to do for bedding, drapes, or a headboard.

I know we all have spaces like this. Usually there are obstacles that keep us from doing what we want to them. For me it’s usually lack of money or lack of inspiration. I know for others it’s simply a time factor.











I am not a creature of habit, as much as I’d like to be sometimes. The one exception to this is a daily list…my sanity-saving to do list.I know some people find them a bit too bossy. They feel like they can manage all the ideas running through their head just fine without a piece of paper taunting them and telling them what to do.I cannot. I need that paper. I need that taunting.


These vintage wire baskets shelves are one of my all time favorite flea market finds. I first used them

To save me from the dreaded fumes, Stu spray painted them while I was at work. This was his first experience with spray paint…I special ordered Coral Isle Krylon paint that cost me $16, a splurge I was justifying since I’d planned to use it several items for the nursery. I won’t mention that my very sweet, non-DIYer husband somehow managed to use the entire can on these little baskets.
Happy 2013! This week all the cool blogs are posting New Year’s resolutions or round ups of their best posts of 2012. I’m sorry…I just couldn’t muster the energy it would take to do either of those. (I’m resolving to do my “resoluting” this weekend.) Instead I’ve got a post about what’s happening in our lives recently. I must admit this feels like a good way to kick off the blogging year.
Stu and I get a little nervous anytime we have to take pictures together. We don’t always have the best chemistry on camera. Let’s just say that our wedding photographer told Stu that he had a “Chandler smile”. (Yes- the terribly fake, all teeth, awkward grin that looks like you are being poked in the rear with a cattle prod.) When we saw some cute bump pics, we attributed it to the fact that a third “person” shook up the mix enough to give us some more photo mojo.
My BF and shower hostess 









































