Like Grandmother Like Granddaughter

I recently had my mother-in-law visiting me for a month. One of the things that unsettle her about me (I am only mentioning one in here!) is that I am always changing and working in my house. I realize this is something that I do. I come by it honestly. Growing up by my Grandmother Upchurch was a delight in so many ways. I was always there to help rearrange the furniture, which occurred on a weekly basis. She never got tired of moving the furniture and sometimes did it for a specific reason. Uncle Gary would come in late at night, very late, after partying and would fall over the furniture. It was her alarm clock. :) And she just plain loved working in her house. She was always making something or trying something a new way. That’s where I got my catty-corner phrase. Nothing straight against the wall when it could be angled. I remember her making dividers out of beads, always making new curtains, pillows, stuffed animals and the ever famous acrylic grapes. I was a little girl out in the garage hitting those things with a hammer to break off the mold. So many wonderful memories and I am happy that wanting to continually improve my home is one that stuck. I take great joy, satisfaction, and pleasure in improving my home. Like Grandmother, like granddaughter.

This is a picture that Jerianne gave me several years ago and I have recovered the mat in fabric as the focal point of my “Wedding Wall.”

I made a new wreath to go above my bed in the brown bedroom. I think it adds just that pop of color. The ribbon is stunning.

I repainted my main floor bathroom and redid the candles, wreath, and made my own towels.

So Grandma Jardine, it is not that I am not grateful for what I have, it is not that what I have isn't good enough, it is that I love working in my house. It is my heaven on earth.