Living Room Progress

The living room – or parlor, if you want to sound fancy - use to be horrendous. Literally, clutch your children close & shield their eyes because it’ll probably scar them for life awful.

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Blue, red, and yellow with laminate floors {as of course all the previous occupant’s stuff}.

While the floors were refinished, it didn’t look that much better after we moved in.

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But slowly, over the past several months, thing are starting to improve.

Painting made the most dramatic difference. {We’re still ignoring the primed-only ceiling, m’kay?}

The BONDE cabinets lightened up too and now wear sparkly new-old hardware.

And of course there was the whole couch debacle that turned into an unexpectedly large project.

The living room is by no means done but there were requests to see some wide-angle shots.

Here’s what things are looking like as of last night -

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Not done, by any means. But certainly leaps & bounds better from that BLUE AND RED {!!!!!!!!} combo.  

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The BONDE cabinets really do seem lighter & smaller visually now that they’re the same as the wall color.

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The two chairs have been around forever. Found the leggy one at a yard sale in college. I wish I remembered how much I paid for it.

That table in between the chairs was found on the side of the road last summer. The top folds down, which I thought was cool.

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The walls are Sea Pearl, by Benjamin Moore. I think the photo below shows it most accurately it. It’s a grayish beige. {Rambling Renovators used it in their master bedroom, if you want to see it in another space.}

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You might also notice that “basket” above isn’t really a basket. It’s the lampshade that came with the amber glass lamp!

The mirror behind it isn’t staying. Picked that up at a yard sale a couple weeks ago for $0.80.

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One day, that large blank wall will be home to all my doll molds. For now, Da Vinci the yellow metal bird chills there. Thinking he might look good in the garden. Or maybe the office if that ever gets painted.

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Above is another decent shot of the wall color. It’s a very good off-white. Light but it looks like a color when paired with white-white trim {stock white Behr semi-gloss}.

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After looking at these photos, I think it’s blatantly obvious how much this room desperately needs some color. Things swung from color-overload with the red/blue/yellow to almost completely neutral. The “After” lies somewhere in between.

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YAY Progress!!

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Trash Picking: Drive-By Style

Long story short, I met a friend/coworker down in my old college stomping grounds this weekend. After parting ways, I took a drive around the familiar streets to see how things have changed {not much}. It was the night before trash day. In a college town. A good night for a drive.

As I was driving down one of the main drags, not paying too much attention, I noticed a dresser out of the corner of my eye. It looked familiar. It was a fleeting look but I recognized the style circulating around the blogosphere over the past year or so.

Now, I’m not big on trends. Typically, if something is too popular or trendy, I pass because I want to be unique & different. It can be an annoying trait but those that love me know it to be true.

I keep driving.

The dresser was sitting in front of a house with the drawers piled up next to it but not on the curb. It probably wasn’t out for trash. This area isn’t exactly Beverly Hills; people around here live with inside furniture outside all.the.time.

But what if it was trash? Perhaps I should just take another quick drive-by, you know, just for a better look.

I make the next U-turn.

Call it trash picking or rescuing, I find it difficult to ignore an abandoned, discarded but salvageable piece.

I accidentally overshoot the house and park half a block away in the parking lot of an insurance company. Lock my car. Walk back over to the house.

There’s a light on outside but the porch lights are off. I can see a light on in the back of the house but not in any of the front rooms. There’s no one on the street except cars whizzing past at 45 mph.

I’m alone and no one knows exactly where I am. Getting mugged isn’t on my Sunday night “TO DO” list. Perhaps this isn’t the smartest of ideas.

I decide to take my chances. Knowing the neighborhood, I wager the tenants are more likely to be stoners than the shotgun toting type.

Cautiously, I approach the dresser. I don’t want anyone to think I’m trespassing on their property. Will I set off motion sensing lights? Would anyone even notice if I did? I decide both are unlikely in this neighborhood.

The dresser is in decent shape. The veneer is chipped and there’s trash in some of the drawers but its sturdy and a good size. A good cleaning and a coat of paint would do wonders. Is it trash?? Do I really need it? Where would I even use it?

That last question is my most important - Where will it go? I try very hard not to drag home pieces if I don’t have a clear idea of where it will live. I find that more often than not, bringing things home just because I like them ends up being a complete waste of time & money.

I walk back to my car. Get in. And pull back out onto the main street.

Only to pull directly into their driveway.

The following goes through my head -

  1. Why not?!
  2. What would be the harm in asking if it’s trash?
  3. The worst they can say is, “No you crazy lady get off my property!”
  4. Don’t pay for it. Walk away if they want money for it.
  5. If it doesn’t work out, I can always put it out for bulk trash or list it on craigslist.

I knock on the door.

Twice. There’s someone inside but they aren’t getting up.

A third time, a little more persistently. Add a wave when they look out the door.

Andrew {we’ll call him Andrew} answers the door. Andrew appears to be your typical college kid or maybe someone who’s friends with someone who attends college. He’s in bare feet, jeans, hoodie & a hemp necklace; no gun or attack dogs. While confused as to why I am knocking on his door, he seems relatively normal. I introduce myself. He does the same.

“Hi! You don’t know me but I was driving by and saw the dresser sitting there. Is it trash? If so, would you mind if I took it?”

“I don’t know. Let me call my landlord. It was left here by the previous tenants and I don’t know if they’re coming to pick it up or not.”

:::: Seemingly lengthy conversation with landlord. It’s apparent Andrew has been dodging his landlord as the conversation quickly devolves away from dresser talk. I feel partially responsible for him having to talk to his landlord but, as a landlord myself, it’s probably all for the best. ::::

Confirmation! The dresser is indeed out for trash. I may have it. Andrew offers to help me get it in my car; what a gentleman.

It fits, just barely but it fits.

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While I cannot condone knocking on doors of perfect strangers – at night, alone – I now own a FREE campaign style dresser and lived to tell the tale.

Campaign style furniture – yay or nay? Or are you still stuck on ‘the crazy’ I displayed by randomly knocking on someone’s door?

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Garden: Week 3

I’ve decided that Friday’s are going to be “garden” days. As previously mentioned, this is completely new territory for me. Power tools & craigslist seem to be my more cultivated talents but it’s important to try new things and branch out. The experience thus far can be summed up in the following 3 sentences.

Week 1: Nothing’s really sprouting.

Week 2: BAM!! Holy crap stuff is growing?!!!

Week 3: Hey look! I didn’t kill it all!

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To be honest, Week 3 got off to a bit of a rough start but I’m happy to report it’s not a complete and total fail {yet}.

Two days after last week’s post about how stupendous & suprising it was to have things growing, everything almost died.

See… the seeds are sitting in the sunny window of my office. When I left on Friday, I thought everything was plenty hydrated.

When I stopped by Sunday to drop off flat #2 {which you see in the background}, it was quite clear that that it was not.

Flat #1 quickly got a good soaking and most everything seems to have perked around - thriving even. Some seeeds… well… rest in peace little buddies.

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RIP Thyme:
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[Below] That far back row is thyme. Some of them seem to be doing well. The 2 all the way on the left are pretty much gone for.

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[Above] The next 3 rows down {from the little white marker to the chives} are rosemary. It is NOT doing well at all. Perhaps I need to reread those growing directions. Only 1.5 little squares of rosemary seem to be doing slightly better than “ok” and about half are almost completely vacant.

[Below] The chives are chugging along. Not going gang-busters but not dying either. I’ll take ‘not dying’!

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[Above & barely Below] Cilantro. Like the Thyme - some good, some bad. I have plenty more cilantro seeds for try #2 though.

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[Above & Below] The star of the show! My BASIL!!!! It is loving this window and doing awesome. Go, Basil! Go!! {said in my best Great Mouse Detective voice}

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There’s such a fine line between too much water and not enough. C’est la vie.

Here’s hoping I can keep them all alive through this weekend!!

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Amber Glass Lamp

Craigslist is always hit or miss. It seems like months pass with nothing but crap and then, all of a sudden, good stuff pops up. For $10 I found this beaut -

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Ok… that lampshade is pretty rough.

But minus the tikki lampshade, we see potential. Dimpled amber glass.

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Now if only I could stumble upon a decent inexpensive drum shade…

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It’s A @*%#$8!& Miracle!

May 29 will mark 2 years owning this home. Last week marks the very first day the City of Newark actually came and picked-up the recycling.

I still had to call and report the missed pickup. But Holy.Crap.

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They came!! The recycling was ACTUALLY picked up! I didn’t have to smuggle it away to my parents’ house or call a possibly shady gentleman with a pickup truck {both true stories}.

Empty Recycle Bins!!!

What is a boring, routine, mundane, municipal service is a thrilling highlight of my week. Seriously… first time EVER.

Now lets see if they can keep it going 2 weeks in a row…

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The New Old Couch

In the apartment, we had a large tan sectional. It worked beautifully in that at space.

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In this house? Not so much.

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That’s the living room right after move-in day. Sexy, no?

Through a series of unfortunate events, the sectional became too badly torn to donate or pass on to anyone. It went out for bulk pick-up and – after significant stalking – Craig, King of the Lists, came through.

For $50, this 7′ long, clean, blue-green velvet beauty had me at deep-button-tufted-goodness. She’d been in storage for the past 15-years {bed-bug free!} and, before that, lived in the “good living room” not to be touched except on special occasions or adult visitors. So basically, barely used {or so I am told}. Sold.

Welcome home, Mami.

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Ditch that ugly skirt and it’ll be perfect. My own little taste of Hollywood Regency in this eclectic mix I call home.

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And that should have been that, right?

Take the skirt off and be done with it. Right?

RIGHT??????

Not so much.

Christmas day – with all my family over – the support holding the back left leg broke. Whop whoppppppppp.

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Thank goodness my 91-year-old grandmother wasn’t sitting on it!

What was supposed to be a relatively easy replacement of the leg support turned into a massive reconstruction of the entire frame. Not all vintage sofas were made to last, people. Let that be a lesson to you.

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Isn’t that always the way?

A simple, straightforward, supposedly easy project comes with unforeseen speed bumps and, as layer by layer is removed, it balloons into a much {MUCH!} larger project.

Story of my life.

However, I really like the existing upholstery and that was in great shape. If this had also been a reupholstery job, Mami may found itself waiting for bulk pick up too.

Luckily, I have the best father on the planet Earth who fixed it for me. {This is the same father who went and picked it up from the seller and delivered it to my house. Yup. Best Dad Ever.} Not that I couldn’t have fixed it {because I totally could have given enough time & curse words} but sometimes you just have to let the master work. I took notes and helped hold the crowbar.

Also, almost anything can be fixed with either plywood, spackle, or caulk.

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Dad even added a center set of legs for additional flop support {because you HAVE to have a floppable couch!}.

TA-DA!!!!

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She’s mighty comfy and sturdy, by the way. Not sink-in-able but pleasantly firm. Good for shorter naps, dog snuggling, and 3-bottle-o-wine girl nights.

So here’s how the living room is looking these days -

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I’m not loving the new rug with the new-old couch. I think they’re too similar in tone. The gray might move up to the guest room. Ideally, I’d like this rug but at $900 that’s unlikely. Suggestions?

Slowly but surely, it’s coming together. In the meantime, MY LIVING ROOM HAS A COUCH!!! What a thrilling concept.

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Blankets for Dash

The past 2 months have been slim pickin’s around here. While not terribly much has happened with the house, it hasn’t been all bon-bons and pedicures.

I have been working on this -

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A baby quilt for the tiniest little human ever.

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While I am a smidge familiar with how to operate a sewing machine, I have never made a quilt before. I didn’t find the prospect of cutting big pieces of fabric down to little pieces of fabric only to sew them back into big pieces of fabric all that appealing. But, for some reason, I was compelled – driven even – to make my first one for this precious little baby boy. I even hand-sewed the binding and hand-embroidered my own little message to him -

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For those that don’t like to read sideways, it says: “2 -, <3 C”. {His name is Dash.}

When Dash sprinted into the world a little early, I felt the 4′x5′ quilt was a little overkill. {I’ve bought roaster chickens bigger than he was.} He needed something smaller; softer; more ‘baby blanket’ than quilt. So I made this -

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And added a little more traditional personalization -

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For those interested making a baby blanket, single-fold satin binding is not for the faint of heart. I got very buddy-buddy with my seam ripper before arriving at a suitable outcome.

All in all, I am personally thrilled with how they came out. They were both lots of fun to make and good practice {of my sewing skills & patience}. I could see making one every so often. I don’t think I’ll become a “quilter” but I have a new-found admiration for those who are {like my grandmother – Hi MomMom!!}. Quite proud of them. I hope the new mom likes these as much as I do.

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