Christmas decor, one last time

   This is NOT my dining room—it’s my neighbor Jan’s.  Each year she does something a little different.  I’m so happy she has shared her ideas with us—she even decorates the chairs. She is a fabulous decorator—even does store windows and others’ homes.

I’ll finish the season today with Sunday brunch for our church group.  There are 9 of us which is a bit of a squeeze in our small dining room, so I’m using 2 sets of Christmas plates and a blue checked table cloth with blue and white plates I’ve had over 20 years. Our menu: turkey tetrazzini, fresh fruit cups, hot rolls, and perhaps mimosas made with Italian sparkling wine Prosecco (which we received as a gift) if I can figure it out.  Then for dessert, some candies and cookies received as Christmas gifts I’d like to have finished early in the year so I don’t get the munchies while blogging.

Today is Epiphany, we celebrate the gospel being given to the gentiles.

And my Christmas dress. If you are an elderly snowflake, close your eyes.

Redecorating is not for the timid

Or the old. Actually, it isn't even redecorating. When the Miller Brothers (614-203-4997) were here in January 2002, we decided not to paint out the gray and black trim that worked rather nicely with the floor colors. We just had the orange dining room, the brown living room, and the red hall and family room painted, leaving some of the trim that was in good shape not repainted. But over time, and with the ceiling repair needing a fresh coat of paint, we decided to finish the paint job we started in 2002. Whew! That's a lot of trim! It included 10 doors, all cross and Bible, all but one both sides. Crown molding in the entry and in the stairwell, requiring a tall ladder, and a very large 5-shelf built in bookcase on the upper level that I think was designed to be a closet, because it is so deep and includes a laundry chute. Today Paul told me it could be 30 days before the paint would "set" enough to put back heavy books and magazines, but he would read the can label to be sure. Right now the books (many of which belonged to my parents, grandparents and great grandparents) are sitting on a bed in the guest room, and the magazines (my collection of first and premiere issues) are on the floor and in one of the laundry baskets.

You can see the gray and black trim in the entry hall. The hall walls will now be light and the trim the khaki color that is on the living room trim. Makes the area much lighter.

Faux finishes--are they gone yet?

I don't know when faux finishes became popular, but I know the guy decorators of our place were here before 1990. Most of the faux is gone now except for one tiny room. We discovered sanding down a faux comb glaze was virtually impossible and spread dust throughout the house, so we ended up just painting over it and having an odd texture show through the new paint.

The walls used to be the color of the blue carpeting, with a comb glaze.

According to the WSJ, the new color for 2011 is sort of a hot pink; the color for 2010 was turquoise. Not sure what khaki and peanut are, but that and this very pale gold will be with us for awhile.

Ceiling Repair--unexpected holiday expense

We were afraid the plumbing in the master bathroom was leaking, because we were getting bubbles on the living room ceiling, but they didn't seem to be under the drain. On a closer look, my husband decided the caulking in the corner of the shower was damaged.

A contractor looked, cut out a section, and yes, could see daylight in the corner of the shower. He also found some "outside of code" plumbing from when this shower was installed, probably in 1990 when the guy decorators lived here and all sorts of trendy, but not correct things, were installed. He also found out the previous contractor didn't remove his trash--even found a putty knife!

Notice the cat on the couch is not about to give up her napping spot just because there's a stranger in the room cutting holes in the ceiling! It's that curiosity thingy.

Kitty makes a suggestion

It's time to clean the office shelves! Several months ago I did "before" and "after" photos of my husband cleaning his office. When I uploaded them, I couldn't tell the difference. I don't think that will be the case here; assuming I ever get around to it. When it comes to cleaning, I have drawersful of round tuits.

Friday Family Photo

This is a really terrible polaroid shot--wasn't even good when it was new. I think my father-in-law was just learning how to use it and didn't get the preservative fluid on it right--remember you had to smear it with something? This was taken at my in-laws' ranch style home on Mitchner on the east side of Indianapolis. They had moved there in 1957, and in order to finish at Arsenal Technical High School in the city, my husband listed his address as his aunt Bert's--the other half of the double they had lived in for about 15 years. And the furniture! I still remember the bright red couch with lime green accessories, step end tables and those funny lamps. One looks like a flying saucer about to land, the other like a strangled boa constrictor. That huge old TV with rabbit ears--wow! Did my parents even own one? Their decor was so much more modern than my own parents' style, that I'm sure I was impressed. My father-in-law worked for RCA and they had had a TV since the late 1940s. I wore that outfit, which was new then, for years--black and white wool tweed with black leather trim.

This photo is so tiny I had to see it on the computer screen before I realized that we still have the coffee grinder that's sitting on the end table. I knew it was from their home, but didn't know its age. Now I know it is at least 45 years old.

What you don't see here is our struggle to smile. Our only child had died about two months before, so this may have been one of our first ventures back into normalcy by attending a family function, perhaps Easter, but I noted only the year on the back of the photo.