Sunday, May 1, 2011

The Ladder


I get more questions and comments about my chippy "ladder" than anything else in my fool home.

Each time someone asks, I thank my lucky stars that I snatched it up.

I found it nearly 8 years ago, on the World's Largest Yard Sale, somewhere between Greenville OH and who-knows-where.

It's actually a section of old porch railing and it cost $30, which back then, felt downright extravagant.

I've got to say, I believe I was on the front-end of the chippy white Thing. You know the one. In fact, it might be safe to say that I invented it. Yes, I did. I sure enough did.

Cory laughed when I hauled it home. So did my Dad. So did almost everyone. We moved into our first home a few weeks later and my Dad screwed it right to the wall.

It only occurred to me years later, with our next move, that I could actually do something with it.

Have mercy.

Despite inventing a entire decorating genre, I can be a bit slow on the uptake at times.


So, it looked like this for a while.

Then this.


Then we added Siley into the mix.
(sorry - that's the best I could do! just squint really hard. you'll see him.)


But lately, I was ready to switch it up even more. You remember my Color Crave? Well, that itch is still being scratched.

(Does that sound gross? I thought so, too.)

I swapped out all of the B&Ws for full-color, baby. Siley's fantastic shot got the boot, because I had to make room for my favorite photo ever, gifted to me by my talented friend Becky. Homegirl didn't even know me and I emailed her asking if I could buy a print of that dandy pic. I'm brassy like that.

The Calvin shot is courtesy of Benjamin T. Meadowbrook. Her name is odd, but her eye? Magnificent.

Ruby In Pasture and Silas On Train Tracks are the eye-children of my smoking-hot stalker, who, incidentally, finds it acceptable to teach a trouble-seeking small child that it is a good idea to play on train tracks, but whatever.

As for me, I'm quite enjoying the new shots of color.

And I'm still, and shall remain, head-over-heels in love with my "ladder" for all the rest of my days. Or at least until further notice.