Well, Hello October...
The colors and scents of Fall make me happy. Almost as happy as a new handbag. Almost.
The practical side of me knows that it takes years to acquire seasonal decorations to fill a home...but the brat-tastic side of me wants it all RIGHT.NOW! This year I used some birthday money to purchase a couple items to go with what I already had {thanks to a November wedding!}...but I'm trying to refrain from buying more until it goes on sale post-Thanksgiving. Nice little test of my self control....blaugh.
Anyway, here's a little look at my attempt to Fall-ify our home...
First up...the front porch:
Do you know how hard it is to find a hay bale in the city? I sent poor Ryan on a wild goose chase in search of a hay bale because obviously his truck is a much better option than my car when it comes to transporting shedding straw. A couple of days {yes, days!} into the search, he finally found a bale at a local nursery {the plant kind, not the baby kind}. I'm so excited to have it...but I'm not going to tell you how much he had to pay for it. Pretty sure his term for it was "highway robbery." Soooo...I'm thinking next year I'll just bring a few Kansas bales back to Dallas and sell them right out of my front yard! Just call me an entrepreneur. Until the HOA shuts me down.
Moving along, here's a look inside the house:
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This little piece of Fall fabulous-ness is extra special.
It was part of the decor Ryan's mom used for our rehearsal dinner.
The "box" is actually a sewing machine drawer that had been given to Ryan's great grandmother on her 80th birthday. |
I'll just go ahead and say it: the quality of these pictures leaves something to be desired. My photography skills might need a little work...but you get the general idea, right?
The orange Fiesta pitcher on the far right side of the mantel is also a special piece. It belonged to a very special lady who was my grandmother by all definitions except blood. When her daughter noticed Fiestaware on our wedding registry, she sent us the pitcher with a heartfelt note telling me it was from Miss Marjie and that she would have wanted me to have it. {Yes, I cried the rest of the day.} There is truly nothing better than a meaningful gift...and that orange Fiesta pitcher means the world to me.
Happy Fall Y'all!
