When we moved into Nana’s Yellow House two years ago, I really wanted to keep the the house as original as possible. Several modifications had been made by previous owner; sheet rock added to the living room and dining room, carpet and laminate flooring installed over the original pine floors. This makes the task of reviving the 1930 feel more difficult as removing walls and flooring takes a lot of time and even more hard work.
Since I really cannot afford to replace all of my furniture with vintage furniture, I have to resort to buying small items to give each room a touch of days gong by.
The Pink Room is a prime example of this effort. We did remove the carpet from this room (and the master) so you can see the beautiful floors we were left with.
My mother-in-law gifted the bed to us. The other items were picked up at garage sales, flea markets, estate sales, and the occasional online/social media shop.
We rarely use the room; grand-babies do come to visit and sleep here from time to time but other than that it is my own little pink showcase.
Of course, the walls are actually painted a pale yellow but most of the accents are pink; thus, The Pink Room. (note, I am fairly certain there is shiplap behind the paneling…. only time will tell)
The Pink Room
The Pink Room
Shadow box of my grandparents
The valance is not yet finished. I have purchased different vintage pillowcases for two years, washed them, pressed them, are rearranged them…. hopefully, I will get to a place soon where I am happy enough to sew a rod pocket and make them more permanent.
The Shadow Box is something I created to remember my grandparents. You can visit the link for more information on that.
I have to admit, I had no idea what a scuttle was… that is, until I ran across the cutest one EVER on Etsy. I was looking for a vintage shaving mug for my husband’s bathroom and saw several items listed as “scuttle”. There were several available for purchase but only one in my price range so I immediately scarfed it up. I was unsure of the purchase at first but am glad to report I am totally thrilled with what I received.
Of course this is NOT going in my husband’s bathroom. It will go in mine. (I settled on a vintage Old Spice mug for him.)
Of course, I am not sure exactly who used the scuttle before as it seems that most were geared toward men’s shaving needs. However, I cannot imagine MY petite, feminine scuttle being used by a big, strong, hairy man… but hey, I could be wrong.
A shaving scuttle is a small pitcher-like cup that hold hot water on the bottom, has a spout/brush holder, and a place on top for a round bar of shaving soap (with holes for drainage).
Here is the photo from the Etsy shop. I will post a one later in my bathroom (see below)
My little friend on display in the bathroom. Yes, the bathroom is tiny… you have to remember, it is over 80 years old.
On a side note: I HATE my bathroom floor! It is the same as the kitchen. I am not sure what it is made of but it was installed just before we purchased the home. I just can’t seem to get it clean. It is almost like it is porous; it grabs dirt and grime and will not let go. haha
Greetings all! Please accept my apology for not updating in such a long, long time. I am hoping to stay on top of this from now on. Not that I have a lot of followers but I really feel like I need a place to store all of the projects I complete and goodies I find.
First, I want to showcase a few items I recently found for Nana’s Yellow House. I am always looking for vintage items from the 30’s and 40’s to add character to our home. Being on a budget only allows for smaller items but I think they really add that special touch.
Here are a just a few of the cool items I found lately…..
As a child, I dreaded the yearly task of working in the garden. My parents would wake me before dark and we would make our way to the garden to harvest vegetables and remove weeds… of course, we called it, “diggin’ taters, pickin’ peas, and hoein’ grass”.
Living in Louisiana, the summer heat was (still is) brutal. We would work until the chores were done and then head to the river to water ski and enjoy the cool water and beauty of the Ouachita River.
As the summer drug on, the chores increased to canning and preparing items for the freezer. I would have purple thumbs for weeks from shelling peas; but come winter the taste of the fresh vegetables were well worth the hard work.
I am thankful for the teachings of childhood that have allowed for me to continue this today.
2016 was the first year in many that I have been able to grow my own garden. I have had small ones in the past but this year, we were able to plant a nice sized garden on our own piece of earth.
Now the fun is in full swing as we harvest and can almost every single day.
This year I have canned salsa, pickles, okra, peas, beans, peppers, squash, zucchini, and tomatoes; and have enjoyed eating fresh cucumbers, squash, and cantaloupe. NOTE: the little buckets are my in my herb nook.
We also planted some sunflowers for the birds and are patiently waiting on our first watermelons.