The Regulator...

When we lived in Winnemucca, dad walked into the Power Company one day and saw this beautiful old Regulator clock on the wall.  It didn't work and dad asked if he could buy it.  They told him that if he would buy them a working wall clock he could just have it.

Dad took the clock and fixed it and it's been on the wall of every house I ever remember living in.  Dad collected clocks and each of us kids were assigned a clock (except Kate and she got Grama's beautiful old Victrola).  Steve and Linda got their clocks years ago but this Regulator was mine and it always belonged on mom's wall.  I never had the urge to even ask for it.

On my birthday, mom delivered the clock.  Part of me was so excited as I knew it would look right at home in our house, but part of me was sad.  I still think it needs to be on mom's wall, but she insisted I take it.

So, here it is, along with my new furniture...

It fits right in, doesn't it?  Thanks mom, you know I will love it just as much as you do.

I Painted A Chair. and I'm Back - For Sheri...

My sweet friend Sheri was one of my 2 loyal readers when I quit blogging a few years ago.  I heard from her yesterday - her cancer is back and I felt helpless wishing I lived closer so I could help her if she needed it.  Since we live so far apart, I decided if I could occasionally bring a smile to her face by bringing back my blogging, I would do it.  So Sheri, here's to a quick recovery and hopefully, an occasional smile!  I love you, friend!

Several years ago I got this chair from a neighbor who was moving.  It was FREEEEEE!   We always love free don't we?  My other neighbor saw me hauling the free chair across the street and a few days later hauled the ottoman over saying I needed it to go with the chair.

As I discovered, the chair was a Pottery Barn chair and in great shape, but, it was neked!

 

 

So when we moved here 3 years ago, I had my sister Linda make a slip cover for it.  It looked nice for a while, then it faded and what I was thinking when I picked this fabric, well, I have no idea.

 

 

A few weeks ago, I was so tired of looking at it that I decided the grandkids and I would try tie-dying it!  Oh gawd was it ugly...

 

The, I saw where people were actually painting furniture.  I figured it couldn't look any worse than the tie-dye nastiness so I gave it a shot.  I found a beautiful chalk paint called Peacock and got a bright white as a contrast.

 

This is what it looked like after 1 coat...

 

 

 So I gave it a second, then a third coat and decided the seat was too plain...

 

 

Then decided it needed a plaid seat cushion!  2 1/2 days later, this is what I got.  I love it!  The fabric isn't stiff other than the seat cushion. By then I was tired of working on it and put the paint on too thick, but I think it will soften up as it's used.

 

Hopefully it will hold up for a few years.  Meg, your chair is waiting for you!