Showing posts with label fireplace. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fireplace. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
A little Christmas Cheer
A tall skinny tree, tinsel and lights. Little Santa's brimming with delight.
And me with a paintbrush, wanting to fix just one little thing. That red brick fireplace so bold in my face.
And so I trick myself and decide to test a wall colour. RIGHT BESIDE the brick. And then ever so fluidly while testing a paint colour on the living room wall (HA), my brush could not control itself any more and moved over to the brick, just to fix up the previous owners poorly applied edging that left splatters and splotches of primer paint on the brick... just this one little brick so I told myself. Ever so curious if I could actually do it. But I can't really tell so how about a few more bricks. And a few more. At the least the messy splatters are looking better...
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Little pom poms, little update, big celebration
A bag full of pompoms, some friendship bracelet string and an assistant for sorting.
One day soon, I will paint this fireplace. (Everytime I see this red brick fireplace in photos, I cringe) I own my place and when I say own, I mean OWN IT. Do what I wish. Embrace it. I have confirmed my ownership. I toured the other house and although it had interesting aspects, tempting even, it wasn't better then what I already have. I'm moving forward. Contractor is pricing doors and wood for window-to-door&deck swap on wall three (wall #1 & wall #2) in kitchen renovation.
In the meantime, my little Lu recently turned two! Happy Birthday my sweet delightful jumping bean!
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