Glimpses of home.

Ok.  I need an intervention.  Someone tell me I will get a time-out or perhaps a trip to the butt-fanning farm if I step foot in Hobby Blobby or JoAnn's one.more.time.   Go ahead, tell me.

And while you're at it, give me what for about making just an eensy, teensy little stop at the furniture consignment shop.

Thanks, I feel better.

See what I got?

I really like the eagle detail.   It's the little things, ya know?




Kidding.

But I do have big plans for it.  Yes, it involves white paint, sandpaper, and glazing.  Maybe a little stencil action.  Because I have so much time you know.  (tick tick tick...)

Would you care for a glimpse of my living room?  I found some more crap frames to paint today, and the big mirror on the floor is my other purchase that required a spanking.  Just so you know.

I forgot to show you these little guys.

Yes, I know.  They are just too sweet.  The prints came from the (Hundred) Dollar Store in what-were-they-thinking plastic black and gold frames.

Those birds were *screaming* for me to release them from their humiliation.  Pretty sure  it was chirped in chinese.

Anyway, I traipsed down the aisle a bit further and
picked up some wood frames.  Nasty colors.

Painted the frames with some mistinted Martha paint from the ReStore, then glazed 'em.  Stuck the prints to some black scrapbooking paper.  They sing a sweet tune now.

Nester's sister at Chatting at the Sky is having a 'glimpses of home' linky today.  Thought I'd like the blogging universe to see me and my digs on an average day.  S'wonderful.