I found two vintage prints on eBay. One is a Victorian reproduction of a little girl holding a kitty, the other was a page from an antique book. The latter was purchased from a dealer through eBay/UK.
I priced mats...and was given a quote of over $70 for the two mats. I just did not want to spend that kind of money at the time. So, I decided to use a fabric remnant to temporarily mount the the pictures upon. I chose this lovely paisley-like fabric. I attached them using picture mounting tape on the back. When these pictures were "framed" several months ago, it was my intention to get mats after the Holidays. I loved the look of my "temp" mats so much that I have since decided to keep it them this way.
Here is the kitty print in a recycled frame from a print that was not suiting my purpose any more. I love the ornate design.
The two vintage prints were the perfect size for the side wall. I added two brown and white transferware plates, as well as, two wall shelves. I searched the house for something to place on the shelves. I tried more plates...not right....I tried some vases...nope, not right either. I spied two birds...and giggled. Could it work?
The birds were too "colorless," so I watered down some dark, brown craft paint and did a simple rub. It was just enough color to make them stand out. I decided to name them.
They are aptly named "Lunch" and "Dinner." :-D
I also added a plump cushion covered in a red, leopard print fabric. That was also supposed to be a future project - having my seamstress make a tailored style cushion with piping and whatnot...but I actually came to like the old-fashioned stuffed-looking cushion. It reminded me of my Granny's feather bed - minus the leopard print. LOL
So that is what the "left" side of my foyer looks like. I will be "Spring-i-fying" the right side of my foyer over the next few days. I look forward to sharing that with you, as well.
An Update on Mr Grits....
We spent all day at Chapel Hill yesterday. We met with the surgeon, and he wanted to run more tests. The surgery is planned for this coming Monday.
It appears that his diaphragm has ruptured and his liver has protruded up and through it, putting pressure on his heart and esophagus. But during the testing, they also discovered a large spot on his lung. This worries me the most. The surgeon will address this issue and run all necessary tests. So... we wait, and I worry...and pray and pray and pray. I thank you for all your kind words and thoughts and for keeping us in your prayers. It means more than you know.
That said....there was MORE Drama
...after getting the baby settled down late after we got home, I finally fell asleep about 1am. The baby was sleeping in our bed, and Bill was sleeping in his recliner as the position is more comfortable. He finally was able to sleep, after I gave him his pain pills and hooked him up to his oxygen.
It felt like I had just fallen asleep when the sound of a helicopter approaching awakened me. Living within a military town, I am used to helicopters and jets flying over - but this one seemed to be awfully close. I laid there thinking "good grief is it gonna land on my roof?
It seemed to be hovering overhead, when it finally moved on. I tried to fall back to sleep, when the faint smell of something burning caught my attention. My husband says I have the nose of a bloodhound, and because I was so utterly exhausted - I tried to go back to sleep. I opened my eyes to look to see what time it was - and my bathroom and bedroom were aglow with an eerie orange, dancing color. There was no doubt there was a fire. But where? I started screaming and grabbed my cell phone to call 911.
I ran into the bathroom and was able to see the flames were outside, right near the bedroom. I ran to the window...and stood in utter amazement as I saw what was on fire. Our hot tub.
Our beloved hot tub was totally engulfed in flames. I managed to call 911, and woke Bill up as calmly as possible. Cole was crying, so I kinda threw him in Bill's lap and said to watch him. I ran out and threw the breaker, and pulled away some of my flower pots. Why did I think it was so important to save some silly flower pots?
Our wonderful Volunteer Fire Department showed up and it only took a few minutes to extinguish the flames.
This morning - we discovered a crispy shell. An electrical fire within the tub was suspected of being the culprit. Good news! Our homeowner's insurance will cover it - so we are going shopping for a new hot tub tomorrow. I want one with a pop-up TV, an iPod docking station, a masseuse, a manicurist, a drink "boy" - and...
oh okay okay... I will simply take another new 8-seater hot tub. And if the drink boy is included that's okay, too.
May Your Day be Drama-less!...Barb