Monday Morning….the unthinkable.

Monday, the jump off day for the rest of the week.  Monday……It can set the tone for the rest of the week.

This past Monday, the Monday after Thanksgiving, two large storage boxes of Christmas berries, boughs and bows and balls……..awaiting to find their place for the season.

Like a kid on Christmas morn, eagerly the lids come off spilling the white, the gold, the green, the red.



Every room adorned with touches of Christmas and more.

It’s a process to find where everything fits and looks like it belong.

Items are moved from one side of the room to another and sometimes to a different room.


And lest it seems perfect and the morning free of problems…………


I’m two hours in……making bows. attaching lights to green garland, doing and redoing the dining room table

when the unthinkable happens.



Twas the night before Monday, the green door wreath with a battery operated lamp, was brought indoors for the night.

It sat in the dark living room until the next morn, Monday morn. 

I notice the wreath and think…… does it need to go back outside on the glass door or between the wood door and storm door.

Trying it both ways, I find it would not fit between the doors and place it back out on the glass door. That issue solved,

my attention goes back to the dining room. It’s not coming together quickly.

Leaving the dining room, going into the kitchen, I have this odd sense that I’m not walking alone.

I begin shaking my head, brushing my shoulders, and see something drop on the tile floor.

It’s green with a tail, it’s a ………gulp……………lizard.   I scream to an otherwise empty house and stomp my feet. Green lizard must have been hiding in the wreath.

Lizard scurries into a lower cabinet.  I’m not going in after it. I do not have a plan.

Christmas decorating comes to a complete halt, Monday morn……the day when so much was going to be accomplished.

A while later, I’m on the phone with my sis and what to my wandering eyes appear……….on the kitchen window sill…….he’s here.

Now I’m mad at green lizard….really mad.

How dare green lizard take control of my Monday.

With my back up protection on the phone talking me through, I slowly open the back door. With a quick sweep of the broom, reluctant green lizard is off the window sill out the door.

The slamming of the door………green lizard you’re not welcome here.

Gathering the remaining berries , boughs, balls, and bows…… I seized the moment before it goes.













The hanging of the greens, is now complete at the Cottage on Greene.











It’s sofa day

There’s a hush of expectation in the living room. For weeks now, the chairs must have notice the big empty space in front of the two windows.


In front of these windows will be the long anticipated sofa, later today. The windows have undergone a change, no blinds and curtain panels for now.

The sofa will bring it all together…Can’t wait, can’t wait.

And now the rest of the story.

Somehow, in the mysteries of blogland, this post was out there in cyber land. 

Sofa Day was actually November 8. It was almost like Christmas in November. Ordering online can be a nail biting experience as you push the button to “order now”. If it’s a big item, such as a sofa, you know you will be stuck with it or pay a ton of money to send it back. This was the biggest risk I had taken in ordering online. It seemed I had no other options, so I bravely said “buy now” and waited a few weeks for the big truck delivery.

Whatever it turned out to be, I was already loving it. I never thought not having a sofa would make the room seem so empty, even with three chairs that had taken up residence in the living room.

When it arrived it was the right color…..check

It was the right size…………………………check

It was plush, as advertised……………………not check….. The sofa is actually firmer than any sofa that I’ve ever had. But, after getting use to it……I like it. It’s much easier to stand after sitting awhile.

Ready to see this check, check, not check sofa???


A little tease……..empty space again with drapes now.


The Sofa!!!!








And that, my friends, is the Sofa Day story, lost in space, but now found it’s way back to the blog.

And that is the last of the major furniture searching for the cottage on Greene. Hurray!


The Yellow House (part one)

As I have been looking at paint chips, thinking about furniture placement, window shopping online, for my “soon to be” decorating project, my mind wandered way back to some of my first attempts at making  a house a home, way back when I was a young mommy.

It was the somewhere between the mid to late 70’s. We had moved into an old rental house we lovingly called “the yellow house”, for no other reason than it was yellow.

The  yellow house was one of those houses that seemed like home the minute I walked in the door. It was something I could work with. The hardwood floors were already there. And there was a fireplace in the living room.

There was no HGTV for inspiration,(gasp) no Pinterest, or house Reno magazines. If fact, I don’t think the word Reno had been invented.

We moved the big, black, vinyl, yard sale sofa into the living room facing the fireplace.  Two small, white, plastic  parsons table were in front of the sofa to serve as a coffee table. The piano went in the corner. Black and white checked curtains (made out of bedspreads) flanked the double window.

black sofa


black drapes

I now needed chairs. A small town, fifteen miles away, had a few stores on Main St. One was called a Variety Store……and it had…….. a variety of things. One day the girls and I went in, just to browse, and there they were. Chairs for the living room….chairs to coordinate with the black vinyl sofa. And the price was right…clearance …$3 each. Somewhere in my 1970’s decorating mind, I heard director chairs were “chic”. And before my eyes were two Kelly green director chairs similar to this one. They were meant to be mine. The girls agreed and the “chic” chairs went home with us.

green chair

Wow!!! What was I thinking. For the living room??? Really?

My young daughters were eager to help mom fix up the house.

Our next step was to add color to the walls. I don’t know why I thought this was ok in a rental house. Perhaps, I had asked permission. You are not going to believe the walls.

Stay tune for part 2.