Decor Diva' (?)

* This greeny pic here is a portion of my home today.

My head feels like lead and sleeping would be best for me I know. But right now, my ten pudgy small fingers are flickering in motion, burping with insatiable urge to zap off excited squirmy electrons, protons and atoms.

"Tickity tack, tickity tack" it rushes me to type, so here goes something before I snooze.

I was looking through oldie files of photos from two years back and came across a few lovelies I want to share.

They are pics of the home I used to live in and memories came flooding back. Good memories of family dinners, teacher friends dropping by, and student's hollering "hi" when they biked by.

How I miss that simple home with its lovely blue terrace. I could watch the moon and stars at nights when mosquitoes were too lazy to bite.

Now, I know with utmost certainty that I am a serious decorator's ultimate harrowing nightmare. My style then was rogue, wild and cluttered ( still is ) and would cause the most cataclysmic fright to the nitty neatpiks'. An aunt of mine who has the most shinny lemon polished organized home would most likely squeak " que horror " if she had seen this particular place of mine.

None of those vogue metal modern minimalist elements. I had none of the expensive classy hardwood chairs or tables, wherein, heaven forbid, I would have to be insanely bothered to constantly shine. No way.

That home was a "come in and and grab a cookie" type of home! It was always brimming with tea, coffee, cake, books and people.


Well, I must admit tho' that sometimes when I visit my cool friends who live in their big fabulous glamorous chic fancy designer homes complete with marbled floors and imported granite italian venetian european whathaveyou' tables and faucets and sinks, I'd ooh and ahh' and ogle and gawk' a bit.

But then again, when I hit my haven of a splashing wilderness, where my two teeners plinked and twanked their acoustic guitars till night, and where the highlight of the decor was the charisma of a "blue toy car," believe me, not even a palace estate can entice me to give up my cozy shack. See, here it is - or was, my 2006 home.

My hubby was game. I thank him truly for that. He'd just smile and shake his head and usually ask "what's this, honey, and does this have to be here?" He let me have my way with stuff toys on top of the ref, and empty wine bottles turned garden candle holders, and domino mugs, and plates that rarely matched.

Today, in my present home, admittedly, I am trying to be a bit "tame." Meaning, I am so trying to color match everything. In fact, I went looking for a few things a day ago and came home with green curtains and green paintings to match my printed green elf dining chair cushions. My darling hubby has so expertly attached those paintings onto our wall ( see first photo above).

There are a few glitches, I think, with my purchases, like the two humongous sofa pillowcases that are tigery stripe, not too sure about that. Not me, it seems tho' it looked chic on display at the store.

Plus, I dunno' - but I have this feeling that everything seems to be turning a notch bit too - mossy . Then again, there are the prints of green dowgies and cats that are a thrill find! Both will hang on the wall come weekend. Looovely he!he!

If you have time, you are welcome to view a few pics of my old home here.

Oh' but before you go, don't forget that I wish YOU a great fun week :)