Ok…so I grew up a tomboy…loved dirt, hated lace. So one might think Decorating (even after this many years) would make it to my “Despised things” list. Au contraire mes amie (hehe…bet ya didn’t know my little brain actually knows some french, I should after 4 years of the foreign language classes I took!) Anyway, my first inclination that I MIGHT enjoy decorating was my brief stint at it in our first house in St. Albans…And I do mean brief. We bought, painted, refinished floors, redid kitchen, bedrooms, yadda yadda yadda in about 5 months…then uprooted and moved to NC! Well what a wonderous time I had picking out paint, fabrics and rugs. Arranging a room to please the eye. Clean and polish till my room resembled that of a piece of art behind a piece of glass displayed on a wall with a single dedicated picture light glowing softly. Ok, so that is what I hoped my short burst of decorating turned out to be…wasn’t there long enough to see if anyone else agreed with my perception 
Onto NC. We spent the first hmmm…two years living in one household which became fondly entitled The Zoo Crew. This consisted of my mother, father, my husband, little miss monkey and I, and various sundry pets. Two houses into one, pictures still in boxes, nick knacks still sleeping soundly in the crawl space wondering when they’d see the light of sun again. Don’t get me wrong we were perfectly comfortable…but you know…a house…you just want to put your mark on it…but we weren’t sure who was going to stay where or what the future held so the ugly blue paint stayed, the boring white trim and cold marble fireplace glared on. Enough of that! The decorating bug is back!
We have finally figured out where the future was going and have even made some pretty bold steps in that direction if I may say so! So the fun stuff (yes I called it fun) is back…ok..so part fun..and a lot of work…the rainbow of paint chips, the choices to be made in lighting fixtures, the agonizing do we paint the trim red or brown…and before you go aack…it is a gorgeous red and brown…Pictures will come if I take the time to take them! With the paint chosen and bought (all 40 gallons of it) the painting festivities began…All this in preparation of moving my grandmother (a.k.a The Decorating Bug) and aunt down here with us…Well hard work or not it was just the spur we needed to get out of just living each day by day to making a home and a life! Little touches like grandpa’s pipe collection nestled quite properly upon the bottom shelf of an antique little table. Or the wide mouthed picture of Monkey gracing my mother’s hallway showing an unbelievably close resemblance to my wide mouthed baby picture sitting quietly (ha joke I know) beside the star of the show. Those are just a few of the tiny touches that have erupted from boring tired old boxes since The Decorating Bug (a.k.a mawmaw) has hit NC. And through all the trials, work and bleary eyes I love it. My mother’s house is now the home I can remember when I was younger…Now just in a new and amazing town! Ready and waiting to create more amazing memories.
Now that mom’s house is a home sweet home…The Decorating Bug has come my direction! Last night I got home to a list of stuff to do three miles long, not enough time, and one single phone call put all that on hold. MawMaw was coming to eat with us and was bringing her tin collection, now could someone please come pick her up! Now you know very well she wasn’t just coming for food…it is in her blood…she wanted to make my house pretty Sooo even though I knew I needed to work on some other things I didn’t…Instead we sat through dinner chatting and I spent the rest of my evening climbing up and down a little foot stool arranged and rearranged tins, baskets, and crocks at the direction of the very talented Decorating Bug And I can tell you…this tomboy sat in my little desk chair this morning sitting there looking at the bugs handy work atop my kitchen cabinets and almost cried, not for the beauty left but I could see the love that was being imprinted upon a little house that would one day become a home.
Now can you believe it…I’m declaring it for the world to hear…I do hope that one day the Decorating bug can rub some of that genius off on this little dreamer But for the time being I will continue to be the legs, hands and energy needed for such an amazing little lady to work her magic.
