RUNNING AWAY TO MY DREAM HOUSE

If I ran away, I could see myself living here in this house on Galveston Island. I would sit in my air conditioned room, sip bourbon and write short stories all day long and let all my troubles drift away.

Our I would live here, in New Orleans, in this Shotgun and have numerous love affairs all ending tragically without guilt.

Better yet, I could live far from the maddening crowd in this abandoned house with a friendly owl, two deer, and giant moth.

Chances are, I'll stay here in Hollywood.

Although, wouldn't it be romantic to be caught in the rain in this house. Waiting for the sun but hoping for darker clouds.

 If you could run away, which house would your dreams be kept and why? 1.2.3.4.5.or 6.

THINKING COOL

Help me, Rhonda!

It is 110 degrees in Hollywood today. All I can do is dream.

THE BEFORE AND AFTER

About four years ago I decided I had to have a grotto ( you know the feeling ). So with the help of a little man power, by the name Paul Adams ( the best tile layer in the world ) we moved the fountain and built a grotto. Using broken concrete, sea shells and some cement mix we made a  J.Paul Getty Malibu Museum grotto. Well, maybe not quite, but you get the idea.

         

HIGH NOON GROTTO



FULL MOON GROTTO

Guess who has a new camera?

STRANGE PEOPLE IN MY HOUSE

One thing great about blogging is meeting other bloggers and if you are lucky like I was, you get to meet the whole family, the Long family to be exact. Therese Long's blog La Dolfina has been on my top ten list for awhile now, so when she said she coming into town, I thought I gotta meet her. So when she and her family got lost on the freeway and  were heading towards a near death experience I called her and guided them safely back to an even more crazy place, Hollywood. And of course drinks were served, nerves were calmed and a new friendship was started. This family was great, period!   So go check out La Dolfina at this link  ( A New Life ) and you can see what I mean.

THE BLUE SHAG RUG

So what do you do when you have too much coffee and a constant nagging feeling that the blue shag rug on your living room floor is not looking so good?  When I put the rug down in the living room six years ago I thought I was so hip and so chic. Now I'm not so sure. I dream of an antique art deco rug, blue and brown with birds and dragonflies and flowers. The problem my friends is we need to repair our leaky roof, so reality and good sense must reign over elegance and style, I'm afraid. So I ask again what does one do? My answer is. You paint the rug! Yes you heard me right.

This is how I did it. I bought four different shades of blue fabric paint and diluted it with a little water. I used a paint brush and brushed  from dark to light creating a funky sixties shag look. Well in my mind at least it looks like that and most of all it seems to have suppressed my dreams of a finer floor covering and most importantly the roof will  be fixed. So what do you think, did I do good, our am I crazy and seeing things?

Just a reminder if you try this at home, make sure the cat is far away and doesn't walk across the wet blue fabric tracking prints all over the hard wood floor as you race around frantically wiping and scrubbing  before the husband  gets home.





HAVING A WONDERFUL TIME, WISH YOU WERE HERE.