Bedding and lamps from Ikea, afghan was crocheted by my grandmother's friend for our wedding, and the crocheted throw was done by my great-grandmother. Vintage thrifted milk glass candy dish- it has a bunch of shop stuff I still have around.
The Master Bedroom! Isn't that a delicious blue? I absolutely adore it. I want to eat it with a spoon. Yes, I'm pregnant. We knew that. Such a perfectly creamy dreamy color, it's just a happy room to be in- the kids keep joining me whenever I'm in there, it just feels good! My husband did so much over his vacation week between Christmas and New Years-
- he raised the ceiling (it was bowed after a roof leak)
- sealed, primed and painted the ceiling
- primed and painted the walls
- replaced the old, too-loose, outlets
- replaced the old light switches to match the white color of the new outlets
- MADE a bed.
BUT. Guys, I can sleep on this bed. I can roll over on this bed without gratuitous, pitiful, whimpering. I'm not on the couch any more! Who knew replacing the box spring with slats would make such a difference?
And this? This I love- it's where Baby Boy will be. (No, he doesn't have a name. But we'll just call him Bam Bam. Yes?) His Nana made the quilt, and it is SO soft.
You can see the old wall color here. Swine. Light-guzzling swine. Oh, and you can see our crazy assortment of blues-on-trial over on the right. Ha. We had splotches of paint, and taped up paint chips, for YEARS! We tried and tried to find a khaki color for the ceilings that wouldn't turn spring green next to the blue, but they all did. In the end, I love the white ceiling.