Monday, October 20, 2014

Really, Kathie? At YOUR age?

Because I have no intention of fading gently into the night.
Also, they're cute!
And because....
I have no intention of fading gently into the night.
(Did I mention that already?)

 That just is not in the plan.
An over-age Miley Cyrus?
Think what you want.
But I promise - no twerking (I can't even dance), no swinging naked from a wrecking ball (however, I DO zip-line from time to time and fully clothed), and no ugly tongue pictures.
Actually, no tongue pictures whatsoever.
Til Next Time,

Sunday, October 19, 2014

One bride, four bridesmaids, and one wedding rehearsal dinner

That's right.
I said wedding rehearsal dinner.
Y'all knew about the bride wanting to spend her last night as a single girl at 'Hillbilly Hacienda'.
But a few weeks ago she asked if she could also have her rehearsal dinner here as well.
And of course, I said yes.....all the while wonderin' what the heck I was gonna do with this wall. 
But alas my knight in shining armor has come back to the castle and guess what he's been working on.

It's going to look great when he's finished.
But honestly? As much as I've hated this wall I just melted when I saw the heart with our initials.
And yes, as a matter-of-fact I did ask if there was anyway we could leave that exposed.
Ain't happenin'.
Speaking of things that don't have a snowballs chance of  happenin', Holli of 'Holli's Hoots and Hollers' came over, loaded up my beloved tailgate and drove off into the Texas sunset.
I was sad, but my marriage has been saved.
I had actually planned on buying a cool table and propping the tailgate against the brick wall when it was finished and I still think it would have looked cool, but can't wait to see what Holli does with it.
 She's promised pictures and I promise to share.
Gotta go, folks. While Mr. T finishes up with the brick, I still have one more coat of paint for a bedroom and upstairs bathroom and am expecting a bed delivery tomorrow. Oh my goodness!! I can't believe I forgot this til now! I still need to go buy a mattress and box-springs for the new bed. Yikes!
As you can see - no rest for the wicked.
Til next time,

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Greenville, TX - I need your help!

 Are you or someone you know from Greenville, Texas? If so, then I need your help solving a mystery:
Who is the beautiful lady in this portrait?

I found her in an antique shop in Quinlan, Texas during one of my shopping sprees and I fell head over heels in love!

My inquisitive nature ran wild but the only thing the store owner could tell me is that she believes the lady is a Greenville native.
Here is the artists 'signature' and the year the painting was commissioned.
I'm guessing she was in her late 20's/early 30's which would now put her in the 80-90 year age group.
I'm so fascinated by her and am dying to know who she is. Wouldn't it fabulous if she was still alive and I could meet her?
Every day I study that lovely face and wonder what is going on behind those eyes.
Wouldn't you just love to know?

But for now I guess I'll have to be satisfied that she is adding beauty to what I used think was an ugly salmon-colored wall.
Please feel free to share this picture. And please, please - if you're from Greenville, Texas ask your friends and relatives if they know who this is.
I appreciate your help!
Til next time,

Sunday, September 21, 2014

She has a name

First of all, I must sincerely apologize to everyone who participated in the 'house-naming' contest.
I was going to go with 'Ashby'.
But at the end of the day it still felt so....pretentious.
When all the construction, painting and decorating is over, the  house will have more of a formal-ish feel to it, but still... I am not in Highland Park nor Lakewood.
(Beautiful, hi-falutin' hoods in Dallas. So not me)
I am 25 miles down the road in Rowlett where our population may be 57,000 and we might technically be considered part of the metroplex, but if you drive through our downtown you'd swear you were in Mayberry RFD.

And in my neighborhood while the houses are very nice, we still look very Texan, not Downton Abbey.
Then out of the blue, a light bulb came on, and I thought 'Richmond'. Yes!  Perfect! What better way to honor my Virginia roots than Richmond? It's not only the capital city, but was once the Capital of the South. Wonderful.
I just could not envision 'Richmond' on the customary sign that all houses with names  invariably have. Actually, that's not quite true. I'm very creative and I could picture it but I am pretty sure most people would not 'get it' and I'd always be busy 'explaining' which would get tiresome.
"Richmond? But, I thought your name was Truitt".

Or: 'Why d'ya have to go and name your stupid ol' house for, anyway?'

Yes, I got that thrown at me a few times during the naming contest/process. It made me smile.
Why, indeed.

Because when we are finished - when we have done everything that needs to be done with her (our estimated time of completion is springtime) she will be a destination.

 A place we will entertain our family, friends, clients, publishers, publicists. designers and artisans we know from all over the country.

I want to host authors, book-signings and writing work-shops.

Next month she is playing Bed/Breakfast to a bride and her bridesmaids the night before the wedding.

A destination must have a name.

But most of all, when I treasure hunt all across Texas and take you with me I need a name in which to refer to that isn't just 'the house'. Or 'my house'.

After much speculation and suggestions (thank you everyone), I knew I needed something 'special'. Something with personality.
A name that just slips off the tongue, makes folks smile and maybe piques their curiosity just a bit.

"Hillbilly Hacienda" 

It was right there the whole time. I've been calling her that in every blog post and it just seems 'right'.

Even Mr. T likes it.
(Or maybe he is still mad over the tailgate debacle and he's just humoring me)

We are nowhere near finished, but we are making strides. Short, sweet strides, but strides nonetheless.

I'm trying not to be too hasty in my decisions. I want everything to be perfect, which explains the empty dining room.

Ralph Lauren 'Blue Chalk'
Waiting for the perfect dining set

I am looking for that 'just right' table and chairs.

I don't have near enough artwork
(and it's driving me absolutely insane).

And with 3,000 square feet there are a LOT of walls - including one pink one upstairs that is going to give me a nervous breakdown if I don't paint it quickly.
Disclaimer: If you remember my last house, I am a lover of all things Shabby Chic (pink/white) but this isn't the shabby chic type or architecture.

We've torn apart kitchen counters and are putting on new ones. Back-splash will have to wait until the House/Senate break for Thanksgiving and Christmas when Mr. T will finally have time to do that and


Yeah. Remember this wall from earlier in the summer? It's still there. I guess he's afraid to fix it because that is where I wanted to put a table with the tail-gate propped up.
By the way, that blasted thing is STILL taking up space in my back yard if anyone wants it.
(Dang, I can't even give that thing away.)

Every week I try to buy just a little something for the house -

like this cute little night light right here. This provides just enough light to keep me from bumping into walls when I make my midnight trek to the ladies room.

If you're like me and a book collector/avid reader, consider placing your books throughout the family room for a combination den/library.

I'm not sure I want the permanence of book shelves just yet, so I've stacked my books all over. I also plan on taking a few awkward corners, placing comfy chairs and a lamp to allow for various reading nooks where guests can relax and curl up with a good book.

I finally have beds in 2 of the 3 spare rooms. They're nowhere near ready for that above mentioned bride and her bridesmaids, but hey, it's still 3 weeks away.

I have pleeenntty of time.

Til next time,


Friday, September 19, 2014

"The Hillbilly Debutante's Guide to Decorating...."

or "The Tail Gate that Brought Down a Marriage"

My first weekend in Rowlett (Texas) my cousin Mel took me junking - my favorite thing in the world to do. Well, next to decorating. And maybe writing riding.
Lo and behold we stumbled upon an out-in-the-middle-of-nowhere place that had at least an acre of old gas station signs, antique car doors, furniture, dishes. You name it, honey - he had it.
And that, my friend is where I found the above treasure. Isn't she a beaut? A real find?
 'Hillbilly Hacienda' is going to be a bit more formal than my previous house, but I still want to have a few 'fun' pieces.
You know - like the bull horns in my previous post.
(With a name like 'Hillbilly Hacienda' you can't take things too serious, don't you agree?)
I just knew this tail gate, sitting on top of a long, ornate, formal table and propped against the wall, would be the best conversation piece EVER.
''Kathie, I am not spending thousands of dollars on this kitchen for you to put a stupid tailgate in here."
Then- and I have to take a deep breath and collect myself before even continuing this story. Give me a brief moment, please - whew...Okay. I'm ready. Then he said a word to me he has only used maybe one other time in our 32 years together. Well 34 if you count our dating years.
 ''No! (I cringe) it's not happening. Good grief, Kathie - It's not even a cool year of a vehicle.''
Me: "Well, if that's all that's bothering you, there is a really, really cool 1960-something Volkswagen Beetle door that would ---"
Dang! There it is again. That awful word.
So....if you live in the Rowlett, Texas area and are in the market for a 1974 Ford Tailgate....she's free to a good home.
Til Next Time,