Wednesday, February 9, 2011

My First DIY Shabby Chic Project!

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My Father was very humble, but a very proud Italian.  His Mother's was 100% Italian and a single mother of 4 boys.  Even if my Father didn't look like he could be Robert Deniro's brother he would have never given credit to anything other than his Italian roots!  The memories of his Mom and Aunts' growing up was one that always put a smile on his face.  Somewhere we inherited a set of lamps that had belonged to one of his Aunts.  When my Mom gave it to me after my Dad passed I didn't really realize that this is really one of the only pieces of my ancestory that I own; and to be quiet honest I had not treated them with the delicate nature that they deserved.  THANK GOD I never threw them away, because I did think I might use them one day.  So almost three years after my Dad has past here we are having recently moved into our first house and these lamps have finally found a home in our master bedroom.  I was SO EXCITED!  So then I had a vision.  After looking at a few craft stores I finally came across the stencil I was looking for and the rest is history.  Take a look at my before and after and tell me what you think!  I have only done one lampshade, b/c the other I want to put french writing on!!!  Still working on how to do it...


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OXXX Gorgeous,

Ange

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Getting The Hang of This Blogging Thing...

I decided I wanted to start a blog and it took me a while to get it up and going, but here we are at my first posting.  Hopefully after I become a little more "blog-savvy" I will be able to add more.  So this has been somewhat of a hellacious week.  Everyone has been talking about cabin fever, but on top of cabin fever we have had everything from the flu to strep in our house.  We are on the road to recovery, but another burden is Mallorie, my three year old.  She has THE WORST temper and combined with being three I am praying daily for The Lord to see me through.  I will make this one short, because I have been holding the baby all day from her now feeling well and I need to go do some house work! Tata.