I'm not a good blogger and I won't make any more promises I can't keep. When I have something to say, or have the time, I'll write a new post, if I don't, I won't -how's that for an arrangement?
The weather has been quite cold, especially for those in old timber houses on hills. It is honestly warmer outside than inside for us usually. Even our security detail has had to done extra fur.
She's a real head turner isn't she?
Our latest project has been the laundry, which up until recently was a hole behind a door. Now it has advanced and really only needs a paint job to be finished.
It's going to be a handsome laundry, although it's been put together on a shoestring. The benchtop is a piece of two-packed timber. The sink is from Ikea. The cupboard underneath is a Kaboodles cupboard from Bunnings. The laundry is off the downstairs living area, so we already had the floor tiles. The splashback tiles were leftovers from the kitchen, and the shelves are solid timber pieces. It makes a refreshing change for something to come in way under budget.
Speaking of the downstairs living room, I am about to get some cushions made for this room. I'm yet to zero in on exactly what I want. Rather than leopard print cushions, I will more likely have a leopard rug instead. I'll also more likely have real palms rather than a palm print.
These two grey fabrics will come in handy.
When it comes to kitsch, nothing tops peacocks, unless it's lobsters. These fabrics will be fabo cushions and I'll use the scribbly fabric in the middle as the backing.
A lot of people have their go-to places to buy flowers. Mine is, without fail, either the corner store at Rosalie or the gold-plated shop (a.k.a Rosalie Gourmet Market). There's nothing like competitive flower selling if you're a customer who loves flowers. Look at those colours, they're almost supernatural.
Here are some things I love about winter:
Having a good excuse to cover the tops of my arms
Being able to put my make up on in the morning without it sliding off (as it does in December)
Sleeping under a pile of warm blankets with the window open
Red wine
Soup
Vivid sunsets
Tax returns
Toads and snakes are hibernating
Bed socks
Well, that's 10 minutes you're never going to get back. Til next time.
