Thursday, July 31, 2014

making memories

It rained yesterday afternoon.
The kind of rain storm that happens
on a hot Houston afternoon.
One minute its sunny, the next minute the clouds roll in.
You've seen this happen I'm sure.
I noticed it getting dark just after lunch
then heard a rumble of thunder
so I went out to the front porch
to move my potted plants out onto the sidewalk
so they'd get a free dose of water.
The wind was blowing and the trees were swaying.
I stood there memorized by mother nature at work.
Then I smelled a familar smell,
one that took me back more than thirty years,
to my grandmother's front porch
when I was a young girl.
She lived alone since my grandfather's passing
 in a big old farmhouse,
the kind with 15 foot tall ceilings in every room.
Each room had at least two doors,
each door leading to another part of the house.
I dont know if all the houses back then were like this,
like a maze in a way,
not like today's homes with a hallway as the main artery.
 I remember every summer night at about dusk
{we'd spend weeks with her every summer,
rotating one girl in, one girl out
so that she wouldn't get overwhelmed}
she'd say it was time to close up the house.
We'd start at the back door in the kitchen
which she'd leave wide open every day...
a beautiful old screen door there to let air in and bugs out.
I'd play outside most days on the back porch with
whatever kitchen gadget she'd let me have...
a old percolator
{look that up if you're a youngin' :)}
that I'd put dirt into followed by water
to make my "coffee" and a heaps of mud
squished into old pie pans for my "food".
She would be cooking in the kitchen
or doing the laundry
{which she'd hang dry on a clothes line}...
After she finished what she needed to do in the kitchen
we'd move up to the {cooler} front of the house for the day
Gosh, what I'd give to have another day like that with her.
Sorry for the sidetrack...
I promise there's a reason for this winding river of a story.
So at night we'd close up the house
from back to front
and each door into each room
had a lock...
so we'd lock the back door
then leave the kitchen, locking that door,
now into the dining room, lock that
then into the living room, then lock that,
you get the drift...
one by one, each with a door,
compartment by compartment,
closing up the house.
Her house didn't have central heating and air.
She had a/c window units in the living room and her bedroom
but she never used them.
Only when she had company.
Otherwise she might sleep with a fan.
A huge fan you only see in antique stores now,
the kind that's on a stand with the wheels
that you'd lean back like furniture on a dolly
when it needed to be moved.
She lived in the Deep South all her days
and it was as hot then as it is now,
so every summer day was a scorcher.
It seems to me now that she did all the kitchen work
in the early morning before it got too hot
and the afternoons were mainly spent on the front porch
{except when she watched her "stories" aka soap operas.
Boy do I remember my mom being so mad
when we'd come home from visiting
and regale her with stories from the soaps!}.
Just like the weather today back then
 hot summer afternoons would bring afternoon showers.
We'd sit on her front porch
in old school wooden green rocking chairs
or on the swing on her porch
where we'd watch the rain come down
and cool everything off that it touched.
I can remember the steam rising up from the road,
the air so thick and humid you'd almost choke.
I also remember the smell of the rain,
mixed with grass and dirt
and whatever it touched as it fell
and washed the world.
And that was what I smelled the other day 
as I stood on my front porch.
I smelled a memory.
I ran inside and yelled for my boys to hurry up and come here.
I bellowed "come see what rain smells like."
"Huh??? What did you say Mom???" came their response.
"Come. Here. Now!" I yelled.
Like a gaggle of geese...
One, two, three.
They all reported in.

 
I told them the story of sitting on my Grannie's porch in Pavo
and how
 if they inhaled and held their breath
they would know a memory of mine
when I was a little girl of their age.
I told them to keep taking deep breaths
so that they could remember the smell
and that one day
they might do the same thing
with their little ones and maybe,
just maybe they'd think of me
and my Grannie who they never met.
My little one didnt really get it.


I thought myself silly for dragging them outside.
Then one by one
 both my twins
 thanked me.
One said..."Hey Mom. Thanks for bringing us out here.
I never knew rain had a smell."
And he kissed my cheek.
And I knew that we'd made a memory.
 


This hug was not staged...the two are like oil and vinegar.
For now.
This was spontaneous.
It gave me hope that they'll get along one day :)


This may explain alot...

 
 
 
 He's a pistol alright.
And he's a keeper.
I'll try the rain memory making again when he's a bit older.
But at least the twins got it.
 Here's to lazy summer days and
making memories along the way.
Hope you're having a great summer.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

a new twist on an obsession of mine

I know.
You get it.
I love this type of mirror.
 
 
 
Call it peacock,
call it honeycomb,
I don't care what you call it
as long as I have one to call my own.
Even though I already found my perfect size {and price}
that won't stop me from admiring this type of mirror
whenever I see one.
I just love that its so unusual.
I just gasped aloud when I saw
one with a new twist...
 
 
 
Not that I'll be buying it mind you
but maybe you will...
if you do, let me know.
Deal?
I'd love to see pictures of it in person.
 

pagoda on the patio {plus other pier one picks}

I need want a new umbrella for our patio.
How about you?
Need some shade too in your back yard?
Today might be your lucky day then
especially if you love a little chinoiserie style.
{Reminded me of you Emilie}
 
 
via
 
 
Plus its on sale.
And what's not to love about that?
{Its also available in two other colorways.}
 
 Plus while perusing their site I found
some blue and white porcelain
including their take on double happiness


via

What can I say?
It makes me happy.
As do these napkins that you could whip into pillows


via


or if you're into ready made
then how about this striped dandy?


via


So if you're into coastal
and/or blue and white
for your home decor
you might want to pop over
to Pier One to see what's in store.
Let me know what you find.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

still loving leopard

Remember when i obsessed about these shoes from the Gap?
 

Gap Animal Print Slip On Sneakers in leopard print
via gap.com
 
 
 
Well guess who knocked them off?
Their sister brand old navy.
 
 

If you love leopard in little doses like I do
then these lovely leopards
can be yours for 20 sugar smacks.
You're welcome.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

let's look outside at the Southern Living House in Palmetto Bluff

 
 You'll remember from my first post
about the 2014 Southern Living House
{located in Palmetto Bluf, SC}
that I did a drive-by the night before it officially opened.
 
 


 
 

 
 
Today let's venture up onto the porch.
Exiting from the kitchen door
 you'll find a large dining area...
 


 
 
with more seating available around the corner.
Notice the roll down shades...

 
Personally I would have had them screen this area in.
To say its buggy in PB is an understatement.
The ceiling fans will help with this though.
 

 
I love the windows...
paned at the top but open for views on the bottom.
Oh and the tabby under foot.
 
Walking down from the first dining area
you'll find a great little area for you to get your grill on.
 
 
and a fire pit as well.
I could see smores here every night. 


 
I love this view from the fire pit out onto the lake.
 
 

 
Back up on the porch
{or shall we call it party central}
there's another little dining area,
a little more cozy
with a table for two.
 

 
 
 

I love that you can get to the porch from both sides of the house.
This door leads back into the huge living area. 

 
 
Notice the curvature of the brick stairs.
 
 
Looking back towards the larger dining and sitting areas...

 
and a closer look at the roll up sun shades...


 
 
If you throw a party here they will come.
And I bet it will be hard to get the guests to leave.
This is a perfect place to chillax.
 

 


 I couldnt resist one more picture of the blue doors.

 
Ok, two pictures.
 
 
 
That's it for the tour of the 2014 Southern Living PB home.
You can also read more about it here on the SL site.
 
In case you love looking at houses like me never fear...
I have loads more pictures of other
 PB homes we looked at so stay tuned.
 
Life is good y'all.
Hope you enjoy what ever it is you have going on today.
Whether its little or big it doesn't matter.
Make it count!


Friday, July 25, 2014

camp, chaos, i call it free time

My boys got this t-shirt from their camp this week.
 
 
They call it camp.
I call it free time to finish projects :)
 
On my list was an art project that required modge podge.
So I went to Hobby Lobby.
And no I didnt go directly to the glue section.
I wandered around.
Allegedly.
I needed to look at lights you know.
Since I'm working on freshening up our guest room.
I'm trying to reuse what I have as far as linens.
But I've been thinking about new lamps.
So I wandered there first...

 

 
I like these gourd lamps...
 
 
 
And when they go on sale you basically get two for the price of one.
My kind of deal.

 
How about a sunburst mirror...

 
on a lamp???
 
Or nautical...

 
They werent on sale yet so I wandered on.
 
And stopped dead in my tracks.
 

 
Something about these looked awfully familiar.

 

 
Not all of these
but some of these were...
 
 
Yep.
now has a line at Hobby Lobby.
Where have I been?
Holla!
 
 
I saw these and texted my friend Julie
who just had the most beautiful baby Audrey.
 
 
 
I threw the bottom one in my basket for her.
Ok.
And this one for my boys...
 
 
 
But they were half off!
Who could resist?
Not me.
I did resist this sign
although I need it in my life
for my kitchen...
 
 

 
Take it or leave it.
Love it!
 
And this cow spoke to me.

 
Once I figure out where he could go
he might just MOOOOve into my abode.
 
Of course I liked these too...
 

 

 
 
 
Thinking you could do this too
with leftover remnants if you love fabric like I do...


 
 
They had a new section full of black and gold...




 
and chalkboard art...

 
and lots of letters...

 
the ones above reminded me of ones
we've seen in Round Top.
 
They also had large canvas ones I've never seen before...


 
I knew I only had a little time
to get my projects done
so I grabbed my glue
{and my Lindsay Letters}
and went home to do some stuff.
 
I had a few of my favorite photos blown up
and using my modge podge
I put them on canvas
for some relaxed art work.
This now hangs above the boys' bed.

 

 


 
and a bigger shot of the marsh
near my sister's home
hangs in our hallway.
I've been playing around with this wall
for like ever
and finally decided to do a gallery wall
of what I love most...
marsh and clouds.
 
 
 
The one in the middle hides our thermostat.
I fixed a photo frame to the cover
with some 3M thingos...
it swings open when we need to adjust it
and the air flow around it isnt impeded at all.
Even the a/c guy had to ask where it was the other day.
He thought it was brilliant!
{He just might get the job to replace the whole system!}
The one bottom left is by one of our boys.
The little one on the bottom right?
I did that.
If you stand back it's not so bad.
:)
I used gold paint on the edges of the canvas
and made a little accident detour to the front with gold paint.
It wouldnt wipe off so
I decided to continue all the way around
for a little frame like effect.
Not bad.
I think.
 
I also made a little gift for my husband.
He's a stamp collector.
I asked him to print out an enlargement
of a recent purchase of his.
Then I cut it out carefully
and modge podged it to a canvas
I play-painted with...
 
 

 
Not sure what I'll do with it
but I like it and so does he.
 
Then I took some oyster shells that I collected this summer
and my trusty new glue gun and voila...
 
 
 

 
I tried my hand at an oyster shell cross.
Tery...I tried but I need some tips. :)
 
By this time I had to run and get the boys...
but slowed down to take a picture
of the park where my husband proposed to me...
 
 
and then again walking from the car to the camp...
 
 
I loved getting so much done
but then I saw this...

 

 
and was happy to have my boys back with me.
Let the chaos begin again :)