busy weekend

It's official. I'm nesting - and when I "nest" I paint. Maybe it's just an excuse to get high... not enough chemicals & crap in my body while I'm pregnant I guess - Who knows? But whatever the case. I love the end result. I never could have done it without my sister Kelly & my mom here for the weekend. They were the worlds best baby gift - to come help me out. My mom is a champion professional painter: She is the best color consultant, a work horse, and as anal as I am about painting. It was like having 2 of me. I loved it!


Keep in mind that my photographer is 5 and three quarters (as she will tell you) - so you must excuse the somewhat blurry photos. I'm "cutting in" my least favorite part of painting.

ROOM #1


This is was our computer room/guest room/ library (pronounced "lie-barry" room), I actually took this picture before we moved in. This room was so hideous I never tried breaking my camera to capture it's hideousness with our furniture & "crap" cluttered everywhere. Apart from our clutter, the walls were pretty beat up.


My mom painted this room almost single-handily. Since it was the biggest room in the house we decided this would be James & the new baby's room to share (whether it's a boy or girl).


Do you notice the shelf on the wall to the left. It was painted to the wall and when it came down it left quite a few scars behind. My mom had her work cut out for her - trying to repair some of the damage done from previous "Joey's" that lived here.


I knew a basic idea of what I wanted. With her help in choosing colors & her suggestions for taping the stripes - we ended up with the perfect combination... Thanks Mom!

James loves his new room & shows it off every chance he can get.

New ceiling fan, curtains (from IKEA), a few pictures on the walls, and toy table! Viola! a room any 4 year old would be proud of.

And don't forget the crib. Jason said instead of moving the pieces around we might as well just put it together.

ROOM #2

This was James old room. It was never painted and quite beat up itself. It also had a shelf painted to the wall that came down with a few cuss words and a part of the wall. I strategically hung pictures over the scars it left behind.

I had always intended on painting his room, but after Paige's room I was burnt out for awhile. Anyway, we didn't want the baby in a computer room or with all my sewing stuff, so we decided to keep the computer room/ guest room/ library room but just switch it out for the smaller room.

This is Kelly my best distracted painter & kid occupier. She actually spent more time keeping the kids out of our hair then painting. Which was a blessing, as I had not factored them into my equation.

This new room was to be my Mecca. My happy place away from the world (aka my kids) crap... did I say that out loud? I love yellow. It's soothing and warm. The color is actually more of a Tuscan yellow & I hung Italian scenic & Disneyland pictures on the walls to remind me of my "happy places".

This bookshelf consists of 98% of just my books. Jason thinks he got the short end of the stick - since all of his books now happily reside in the closet. But the bookshelf was technically my graduation present - so I do feel justified.

This is the 'piace de resistance' - the crowning jewel of the room. It's my new sewing desk (also from IKEA) could I love it anymore?... I just don't know. All my stuff is organized & out of my dining room. I'm an organization junkie. I love seeing it not cluttered & clear. It finally makes sense and just looks so darn pretty. This is why I love "my" new room the most. I finally have a place to play. I want to make a plaque for the door that says "A Room of One's Own -V.Woolf" I totally get what she means. If you ever have a few hours to ponder deeper concepts pertaining to a mother/woman/creator or fiction/crafts/fabric/music/arts/etc... read this.