Welcome! I am so glad you are here! After realizing that I was flooding my facebook page with photos of my latest decorating projects on a regular basis, I thought it might be a good idea to start a blog, you know, for the 98% of my FB friends that really could care less what I bought at a yard sale and spray painted hot pink. (I just can't picture my 20 year old nephew or old guy friends from college ever glancing at those adorable candle holders!)...So here I go, off into the blogosphere, just a mom of 3 young kids, ages 4, 3, and soon-to-be 2 (I know, we're crazy!) with an addiction to decorating. I call myself the Naptime Decorator for a reason: every day, during naptime, I can be found spray painting, or making curtains (not sewing, I should clarify, crafty, yes, seamstress, no. My newest saying: Thank God for Stitch Witchery!), or even painting an entire playroom - yes, I did in fact do that on a whim last Friday...I do admit, I am completely nuts. Or determined. Maybe both. I mean really, who drags 3 kids right before lunch AND naptime to Sherwin Williams to grab a gallon of Whole Wheat paint?! Apparently I do. Like I said, Naptime Decorator. I got the itch, and HAD to scratch. Looks awesome though, and my darling hubby was kind enough to finish it up with me on Saturday night. Just what he envisioned for our Saturday night, I'm sure.
My love of decorating started long ago...once when I was in middle school - or perhaps even elementary, have to ask Mom about that one - I asked my mom if I could paint. She replied, "Sure, what would you like to paint?" I said, "the dining room." The really funny part of this story is that she actually let me!! Ah, that's my mom. Raising 5 kids will make you a little crazy I suppose...Or maybe she thought after 5 kids running around, it could use a little sprucing up?
And then there's my childhood bedroom. Oh my, I don't think there's an inch on that wall that didn't have a hole in it from my CONSTANT moving of pictures. At least once a month I would rearrange EVERYTHING. Yes, I thought I was Hercules, and to this day I still do. I could find a way to move a grand piano if I wanted to. Obsessed, I tell you.
Then there was my college dorm, my first apartment (oh was it CUUUTE!), and now our forever home. I call it our forever home, because we will never move. It was my grandparents' house (the original owners), and now we are fortunate enough to call it our home. We absolutely adore this home of ours, and have watched each one of our children take their first steps here, had first birthdays and Christmases...makes me a lil bit teary-eyed to think of how much we've been blessed here.
I hope you'll stick around and see what happens as I continue this journey of making our home reflect who we are, one thrifty project at a time!