Before: The Smallest Room In The House
As my dad said yesterday, it is difficult to even recall how the bathroom looked before we started re-doing it. Thankfully, I have pictures! So you, my reader, can see where we came from. Things are moving along quickly, but it will still be some time before I am ready for ‘after’ shots. Don’t worry though, I have been snapping iphone shots of the process and will be happy to share many of the progress pictures with you.
This is where we started:
Here you see the almond colored vinyl surround tub with heavy (hideous) oak trim.
And here, you see more oak trim (I love oak, just not like this), the rather too-large-for-this-space cabinet & sink (in oak, of course) and you can get a sense of the ugly wallpaper all over the walls too.
Here is a close-up of the sink area. Notice the heavily textured walls behind the sink. They always made me think of meringues or whipped cream or any recipe that calls for you to whip until you form stiff peaks. This wall was full of stiff peaks, which stubbornly held on to dust, creating a constant look of grime, lovely. You also get a closer view of the wallpaper in this shot: textured vinyl in a beautiful pinky-biege.
Thank goodness that’s over.
Good. Riddance.
*ADD-ON*
I forgot to post this picture of the ‘before’ light fixture, isn’t it gorgeous?!
Lake Isabella: Finale
For my final post in this series, I thought I'd share with you a few photos of the inhabitants of the lake. While there, I met many interesting creatures, including trees, ducks and geese. The trees were eager to show me around. While they weren't as abrasive as the trees near the Little Miami River (See Treenapped!), they still vied for my attention, posing in various ways.
Cordelia Lounging at Home
If Cordelia is good at one thing, she is good at lounging. She can do it all day, every day. As long as she gets her breakfast and dinner and maybe some catnip and a raw bone or two. oh and trips outside to play in the yard, she is happy just lounging. As Cordelia is a dog, she is happy lounging anywhere. She will rest on the bathmat, a stray towel, dirty laundry, in a ray of sunlight, on the cold tile by the front door, she isn’t picky. However, since she lives with humans, she does, in fact, have designated ‘beds’. We humans can’t help but anthropomorphize, can we? And, on that note, John recently took one of our christmas cards (thank you Purdy’s!) that folds out into a flaming hearth and put it next to her bed (a leopard print and sherpa mat nicknamed ‘dolce & gabbana’). I then suggested he put one of the battery operated tea lights in the center and voila! Cordelia now has a sexy little lair. I did my best to get a photo of it. But just one question before I show you any photos: are we totally pathetic? Nevermind, I already know the answer.



































