Subliminal influences

This is one of those 'too weird to be true' things.

Last night I caught the last hour of my favorite holiday movie, White Christmas. Very kitschy I know, but I love it.

There's a scene in the movie with Bing Crosby, Danny Kaye, and Vera Ellen arguing and I tuned out a bit. But then I saw something on the wall behind them. A familiar print/ picture.

The very same vintage balloon print I put in the nursery! I swear! I even ran the film back twice to look at it again. There were two of them on the wall; one definitely was this print:



So, did I fall in love with these prints because I'd been staring at one every year when I watched White Christmas?



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Nursery Update - Part 1

At the end of the summer I painted the nursery.

Once again I reminded myself that I really don't like painting. Really. And it's a pretty small room. Like a good, over-protective not-yet-parent, I selected a no VOC paint. At least it smelled nice.

Here is a picture of the new wall color. I like it, but it's a bit brighter than I expected.


And surprise, surprise, I finally found a rocking chair. It's in great condition, very sturdy and the upholstery goes with the new paint!

The rocker is vintage so it sits rather low to the ground, but with my short legs it's easier to rock. For once my feet completely touch the ground!

Here's the new chair:


The chair, combined with the rematted prints and new wall color, is a good start.

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