I am as old as a TREE

I am as old as a TREE

Thursday, February 26, 2009

It's almost done

So after a bunch of time I finally got my beatiful pot holder hung...
Yes it was custom made and I love it..
I finished putting pots on it today... I almost need new pots...

There are a few things that need to be done..
The Electrical Panel needs to be covered yet.

This is my living room in the new colors and my window frames
I have this thing about window frames..
I love them empty they speak to me!


I have a few pictures added as well!


missing one angel.. I found her after the picture!



The Before wall... This use to be my missionary wall,
I had this brain fart to put my windows up on this wall..
I did that and took them all down.
and after thinking what am I going to do...
well what means the most to me....





I started my family wall.. Now this is a start the whole wall will be covered..
the center picture is of my grandparents and there kids
My mom, Uncle Henry, Aunt Mabel, and Aunt Florence.
Sara gave me this Idea of all black and white pictures.
I am trying to do that in all differenet frames.
But I dont know what I will do yet?
I want to add a few color pictures but I dont know?
so I went to about 30 stores this morning to find a "FAMILY"!
It was unbelievable, it was the last store that I went into.







5 comments:

Abby said...

Oh Scott. I love this, and I really love the black and white. I've been wanting a pot thingy too, but don't really know where to get one. It all looks great.

The Shavers said...

Scotty it looks great I can't wait to see it!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

I think that's cool, Scott! Love, Tim

Anonymous said...

I, for one, love it best when Abby and Scott's pots are full o' good food! But, truly, Scott, your home looks just lovely...sometimes the joys of life are just one window pane away...right??!! Love, mom

Anonymous said...

I like what you have done with the place, Scott. And, by the way, having family hanging where you can see them often really helps to bring you together. Dad