A few weeks ago I go to thinking I need to do something with the entrance to my house. Of course, only being here six months or so and working full-time, it's a bit of a process to get everything done in the house, so it's all one step at a time. It didn't seem like a big cost to jazzy up the front door so it looked a bit more inviting, and I had stashed away most of the things I needed anyway..
Over the last couple of years I had collected some vintage enamelware from local markets as I wanted to create a bit of a more of an interesting set of plant holders than just plain old pots.
Of course they needed some holes in the bottom to let the plants drain so one Saturday a few months ago my sister and I got out the drill and thought it'd be a quick, easy job. Well, of course, as with most things it seemed like an easy thing to do, but in actuality it was quite difficult. Luckily Dear One (my hubby) wasn't around to watch us otherwise he'd have had a fit; flying enamelware everywhere, drill marks in the concrete, luckily no holes in us - well, it wasn't anywhere near as easy as we thought. We did have fun laughing ourselves silly tho watching the enamelware flying all over the place, trying to stand on them so they wouldn't move and not drill our feet, "You do it, no you do it, it's your turn, I did the last one, be careful, make sure you don't slip and drill a hole in my foot," etc etc etc.
Anyway after much danger and heaps of laughter we managed to get it done. Quite proud of ourselves really, but glad we survived it and that no-one else was watching! Any time we think we might do some do it yourself job, we look at each other and start laughing, remembering our adventures with the enamelware and the drill! Here are my little pieces done up and in place!
I can't take credit for the idea of the chair plant as I'd seen various ones on the internet over the last couple of years, and was keen to have a go. So I thought well, there's just the spot for it as there's not much room between the open french doors and the front door. A few months ago whilst at the auctions I bought a little folding deck sort of chair which I thought was really cute. It had a hole in the raffia seat so it only cost me a couple of dollars, and for some unknown reason (idiot) I thought I would/could fix it and put it in my shop to sell.
Of course, that was never going to happen, I wouldn't have a clue how to re-raffia something, and then I realised it was the perfect chair to try this plant holder thingy for the front door. Gee, fix it, put a bigger hole in it, fix it, put a bigger hole in it ~ which way should I go? Of course I went with put a bigger hole in it and a quick paint job, and bob's your uncle, I love it! It actually turned out as good as I had hoped it would. That doesn't always happen! I sure have made some disasters in the past!!
My bedroom
Roses from my garden
The house we are thnking of building
In my guest bedroom
One of my front door decorations
Bubby ~ 1999 to 2007 ~ we miss you
