Where have I been?

So, yeah, it's been awhile. But I've been busy! Finishing the basement, carting kids, painting pictures, making pillows, the list goes on and on. But here I am with so many new things to show you, and no way of showing them. This development is courtesy of Thomas, now almost 2 1/2. One fine day several months ago he decided to teach Mommy a little lesson: Don't leave pricey things out where I can get them. This was taught when he, rather dexterously, threw my digital camera off the balcony, through the light fixture, onto the hardwood floor one story below, with a rain of shattered glass. Needless to say, the not-so-old Kodak Easy Share isn't sharing so easily these days, so now I'm going to have to talk about an old project (that I already have pics of) and not a new fun one (that I don't).

So I present for your viewing pleasure and honest critique: My Powder Room, version 2.0.

Upon moving into our house circa 2004, I painted the room fire engine red (several coats, I might add). I loved it! Then the pitiful pedestal sink started worming under my skin and I knew something had to change. A visit to the local Parade of (Really Expensive) Homes was all I needed for inspiration. My friend Lindsay and I wandered into a laundry room (which was larger than my kitchen...) and there it was. A galvanized washtub converted into a sink.

Fast forward about two weeks. A pile of scrap lumber, a $9.00 washtub from Lowes, and many coats of leftover paint produced this:



The stand was made from lumber I had around the house. I didn't have to buy a single piece. I spent about $20 on the plumbing, for the drain cover and p-trap. $4.50 on the towel bar. I found the faucet on E-bay for around $90. Its a Price Phister , I think. I love the detail of the simple, utilitarian towel bar. Anything more decorative would have been like putting lipstick on a pig. So all told, I have about $125 in this complete bath remodel. Not bad.

The soothing aqua paint color is a welcome respite from the jarring red of the prior version, and a more suitable companion for the coastal inspired decor in the rest of the house.

Note the cute picture over the toilet? It's my Dad. He looks so much like my Zachary, I had to hang it. The picture you can't see on the other wall is even cuter, and I have to share:
Also my Dad.

I am lucky to have a plethora of vintage pics of my Dad's family framed and around the house. I don't even know who is in half of them, but I love them anyway.

I thought he would be honored that I was displaying his image for all my friends to enjoy, but his only comment was "Great. Now everyone will think of me while they take a crap." Well spoken, Dad.