2009 August 03

Recently I decided the entry way to our home needed a face lift. For the past 6 years I’ve had a narrow card table covered with a table cloth and some seasonal decor on the top. Sounds classy huh?

Well last month I decided my table had to go.

This left me with a bare white wall.

Nothing says “home sweet home” like a big empty wall of blah.

So, Friday night my dear friend and I painted the town red. Or my entry “leather bond.”

I did a second coat on Saturday morning, but after further inspection, it’s been decided that it could use one more coat. I was going to put off the post until I could give you a photo without the lovely blue tape borders, but we’re not there yet.

I’m still not sure what to do with the space. I’ve thought of perhaps getting a bench to put in there. Though part of me likes the extra space as you come in the door and go up the stairs. Sometimes the circus crew needs space, ya know? And I am hesitant to give us something to deposit our junk on when we walk in the door.

I’m toying with what to put on the wall. My current thought is to go with a vinyl wall decor. If I went this route, I don’t know what to choose….something sappy, a Bible verse, something silly, our name… any thoughts? I’m stumped.

I am open to something else entirely, so if you see this wall and have a bright idea, or any idea really, of something, ~~cheap~~ inexpensive that would make it look homey, please share your thoughts.

And click here, if you’re interested in seeing what others are tackling this week.

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I was enchanted by my youngest on Saturday as she played with her dolls. She played quietly and contently for at least an hour. I could have done so much with that time and yet I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She barely noticed my presence as she sat and arranged her dolls, poured their imaginary tea, and made sure everyone got a sip. Then repeated the endearing process over and over. My son was busy helping his dad and my other daughter was still napping and while there were dirty dishes and piles of laundry and many other things loudly calling my name inside, I shut the door and sat outside and simply watched her play. OK, and I also snapped a few, fifty, pictures of the event. But, I was in a word… spell bound. By both her g”rown upness”and her “cute little girlness” all the same time. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.