Showing posts with label marblehead. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marblehead. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Seaside Swagger

Good afternoon mates. It's a nautical kind of day.  Climb onboard for our seaside soiree.


Since I just purchased this 5.8 million dollar pad in M'Head it's only fitting that I find the appropriate seaside swagger to compliment this beauty.  JK.  Could you imagine if I lived here?  You know you would want to be my friend if I did.

Source: raveis.com via Rebecca on Pinterest



Sailing right along you'll notice a common theme...the color white.  Clean, crisp and oh so refreshing.

Unfortunately whites do not stay white very long in this house.  It's not the most favorable of colors when you own a special needs dog and have two kiddies under the age of two.  Bleach.  It works miracles if you are brave enough to sail in this direction.

Wonderful white...




















If you're hungry for some nautical treats, I recommend these:







Since my 5.8 million dollar pad has a lot more wall space I think these nifty nautical prints will do...









Reason to hang out in the loo?  I think so.



Mirror mirror on the wall...





If my hubby leaves and some other guy is crazy enough to marry this gal these invites could be sailing your way...



I love white and from the images above apparently oars too.  They not only look gorg on a wall but they double as a weapon when your friends and family get out of line. He haw.

Bye bye mates.  xox

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Really?

If this isn't a sign I don't know what is.

It blew over today.   For once in my life I'm at a loss for words...


Wednesday, January 9, 2013

signs signs...

everywhere the signs.

Okay friends true story - my dad can confirm.

Today we had a realtor open house.  I hopped in the Volvo with dad, NPF4 and the Wheaten terror. Drove around M'head for a little over an hour with the dog barking the entire time.  Torture. My dog is the absolute worst.  Sad. But. True.

When I got sick of driving around I pulled up to my house and decided to bust in on all the fun.  Why not?  It is my home after all.  My realtor and another realtor were in the kitchen.  Hellos, introductions blah blah blah.

So this unknown realtor (I didn't catch her name) comments on my WINDOW TREATMENTS. Yup, I'm feeling pretty cool at this point.  Where did I buy the fabric? Who made them?  No joke. It's a sign folks.  After my tirade yesterday it's definitely a sign. I think I've found my home - I'm sitting in it right now.

I'll keep you ABREAST (best word evah) of the situation. Today's sign may mean the removal of another sign - the one sitting on my front lawn.

Oh, if we do end up selling this house it comes with a free gift. He is seven, has four legs, doesn't shed and his name is Brody. A real treat.

Nite nite. xox