Isn't it funny when you feel like you have a small house you try extra hard to not "fill it up" with stuff so that you have more space? But then when you walk into an Ikea and they have those little mock-up rooms filled with big entertainment units, sectionals, coffee tables, thick drapes and pretty pictures it's cozy and lovely and you just want to snuggle up and watch the fake t.v?
You say to yourself, okay this 10x10 room looks better than my 12x16 and it's smaller-- but cozier and I'd much rather have a place to put my drink than more space on the floor to see the stains from spilled drinks that didn't have a real place to sit.
You do say all that to yourself too right? Me too.
So I hauled the table my dear Builder Dad gave me, yes the one his father built-- into our house, AGAIN. I painted it last year in chalkboard paint so the girls could write all over it. Then I decided I hated chalk dust and it went into the garage. :) Now it's back and since I'm going through a paint everything white phase I'll give you a hint on what color I painted it.
It's not yellow.
It got a nice coat of white with a hint of the Upward blue/gray from our bathroom redo. The white itself was too... Something. So I crispified (Yup.) it up with some gray. Now it's nice and cool and looks great with the little peeks of black coming through from the previous paint and just as great with the honey colored wood coming through.
This is why I love distressed furniture, so when my girls beat up on it I don't worry about a scratch, it just matches the rest of them. Right now it has a pretty blue ball jar filled with rocks shaped like hearts the girls found, a shell and a rope ball on the top.
Who knows if it will stay or what will come about when I can finally decorate for FALL.. let alone Halloween my favorite.
Here's to putting things we love in our house because we want to, even if it breaks the rules. ;) Cheers.