Tuesday, December 17, 2013

The Doll House...

Well.  So far I've used BIN everywhere on the dollhouse.
Then I picked out colors and mixed them--a different
color for each room.  I haven't finished the hallway
upstairs and I haven't painted the trim outside.
BUT I have been on Ebay.
And yes, I have been buying.
Hopefully the first batch of "stuff"
should arrive the end of the week.

 Living Room

 Master Bedroom

 Kitchen and closet

 Looks a bit cleaner

Beginning to paint!

I'm feeling a bit obsessive on Ebay
hunting down miniatures, setting
the timer for auctions...
but honestly, I totally need a break from weaving
and trying to make money.  This is
just for me.  

 Picked up some Christmas trees.
And I painted everything girly colors!

Way too much fun.  I wish my Mom could
see the old house now!

Thursday, December 12, 2013

A Change in Direction...

I'm kinda burned out with weaving right now.  
So I'm busy trying to refurbish the old doll house
I inherited. My Dad built it maybe early 50s
and it is a replica of the little development house
 we lived in when I was born.
My own ticky tacky house!
My older sister's boys played with it
rather roughly so I have my
work cut out for me.

Plus it was in my barn for probably 20 years...

It was filthy so I washed it in the shower...

scraped wallpaper...

Tried to wash the magic marker off the
window and door trim...

Everything so grubby...

I can almost remember where the furniture was...

And my sister Maureen and I slept
upstairs on the right.  Me under the far back
window and Maureen under the side window.
The boys, Paul and Kevin slept on the
other side.

Next step...BIN on every single surface!
And I'm already drooling over all the
miniature furniture on Ebay...

Hope you all are enjoying the season.
Thank you for your kind comments...I am still
processing my Mom's death.  I still think of things
to tell her.  I still reach for the phone to tell her
something.  She died on Gary's and my 25th
Anniversary.  I was asleep in her house while
one of my sisters stayed up with her.  It's hard
to say goodbye.