Lay And Look

     Over the last two weeks, I have been laid out!

     When things go wrong within my body, they tell you to rest until it fixes itself. Of course, with medication, that also may make your feel bad? Its pretty much DNA and a roll of the dice.
      With Extreme Vertigo and some freak blood pressure spike, I have been on a carousel with all the horses unhinged!
       The Dr., my hubs, gets nervous when I am ill or hurt. Which is normal, I hope for people who love and care about each other, BUT......he knows I look around.....and plan.....so he sees it as dollar signs$$$$
       In all fairness, the last time, I was out of commission, two bathrooms, entire kitchen and new hardwood floors were involved.
      My house, our house, is forever a work in progress.
      I see things, when I am still too long.
      I see good things also, that I love and would not change for the world, as I said, who knows how the dice may fall? ( thank god I do not gamble!!)
      My house style, is just called Bonnie style. Each room has a story, each picture hung, all furniture comes with a tale. I think that we really don't look at our house all that much. It is very fun to just roam the halls, and touch all your things!! Even when you don't have being sick as a reason.
    So over the past couple of weeks, I have sat in different chairs, calmly and with a curious eye, looking around.
    NOTHING in my house matches, there is no design plan here. I buy what I like and put it where it belongs. Eccentric, maybe, a little  BoHO without the chic. I love my stuff, and its called home.
   There is a piano in my dinning room, I like the sound in there. The room holds all my grandmothers furniture, that is pretty much too fragile to sit at. We do occasionally dine in there, with caution. I just feel comfort that I can walk past her table and touch it! The china cabinet holds, her china, my china, moms silver and stemware, and anything else that has caught my eye in 37 years. The glasses  are filled with vintage ice tea spoons!! I had to give them a home. Bill's mothers china cups are also in tow. When I open the doors to the cabinet, I smell grandmothers house. There are mirrors on one wall, all kinds of mirrors, they all have a story. A little two tiered table stands with old ashtrays, and cigarette holders, to remind me, to never smoke again. Yet, it shows that at one time, smoking was such a huge thing in the world. Grandmothers, pink ashtray sits there.
    I have old piano music, that has played an important role in my life. Hymnals opened to my favorite church music, waits for me to bang out a tune or two.
  There is Christmas china on another table, that I keep on the bottom shelf until it comes out to the party. Two cake plates that remain pretty empty these days, but have seen a good pound cake in there day.Two plants are in the open windows, no curtains, one from my Adah and one from Mom, that I have kept alive for 20 years or more. They sit high on these white, rusted, wrought iron things, that most people would have trashed by now. I think they add character to the empty window. They are like family.
    That is just the dinning room, that I can see from where I type.
  While recovering, ( well maybe all the time) I sit on my deck, and look into our screened in porch, and I realized that I decorate the backs of things. From wherever you sit in my house, you should see something special. So I was sitting there, looking at the back of  a dresser, that I keep beach towels in, ( typical southern person, with furniture on the porch) I had two beach quotes in frames behind the dresser, and a stature of a seagull, it made me laugh so hard. The top of the dresser had a birdcage, hanging Christmas ornaments, and a plant I got one Halloween, that is called Witches Fingers. This is just one little square of the screened in porch.
      I returned inside, still laughing about my decorating skills.
      My house is fun, quirky, lived in, and never matching!! Things are not even in the right room. Animals, pictures all over creation and I have really only told you about one room and a square of the porch!!
     It is good medicine, to just look around, be thankful for you. Your own style, your stuff, your space. Don't let yourself get sick to see things, and don't tell Dr. B. that I have men lined up to redo two bathrooms, looking at new den furniture, and a few other improvements to my already perfect place.

Next blog maybe?? will be how now I have rooms, filled with baby stuff, seriously my house is covered and its precious!!
Above photos are not of my house, maybe I should take some for you?? these will give you a clue, before I do.