My dad and I are currently tiling my bathroom. And by "currently" I mean, at this very moment. And by "My dad and I" I mean - 99% my dad, 1% me. I cut the tile and he does the rest. So while I sit here waiting for my next piece to cut, I thought I'd update you on the goings-on. It's been a big weekend for us!
Ok, now I'm completely thrown off. I put this photo in this post on purpose and planned to say something funny/clever and now I'm totally distracted. Ok...moving on...stop looking at his arms, stop looking at his arms.
Knowing that I've been hunting for a bathroom mirror, Char let me know that there were some nice ones at a neighbor's yard sale. On Saturday morning, I got to catch up with a friend and getting a perfect mirror was an added bonus (on top of that, she gave it to me for free). I love that it's just, sort of, a silhouette of a very ornate mirror. It needs some love, but it's nothing I can't handle.
The plan is to glue back on the piece that fell off (bottom left) and take off that curly-q on the top right and left sides. After a good patching and some sanding, I would like to paint it a very bright color. I need to dig through my stash, but I'm sure I have some art that would be perfect for the bathroom. Once I choose the art inspiration, I'll base the mirror color off of that. Whatever color I chose, I'd like it to be bright since the rest of the bathroom is very white.
Randomly in this photo is also the bathroom light I chose earlier that morning when we were picking paint for Char. It was perfect...before I got this mirror. I love the mirror more than the light, so I'll need to find another vanity light option. Back to the drawing board, again!
"I'm in love, I'm in love and I don't care who knows it!" Name that movie...it's from...Elf.
I always feel a little conceited when I say that I love how things look in my house because I made all of the choices. When I imagined buying and renovating a home, I didn't think I'd be doing it alone. I figured there'd be a husband around to bounce ideas off of and have someone else to
blame credit. My family has been a huge help in picking out things for my house, but when it comes down to it, if it looks awful and ugly - it's all my fault. I've had to make all executive decisions.
So when I say "I love it" or "It turned out beautifully" just translate that to "Oh, thank goodness. I'm so glad it doesn't suck."