One of those change of pace posts today. These were taken of the artwork and nicknacks in the house we stayed at when we were on vacation in Corolla last month. Someone had put a lot of thought into decorating. I took notes for when I decorate my son's old bedroom. I intend to put mostly framed photos on the walls, but a few works of art plus a collectible here and there, would be nice.
Many of the prints were those canvas ones without frames, the kind where the sides are about an inch deep and stick out from the wall.
Definitely a beachy theme which fit in perfectly being near the ocean.
These were hanging up in the breakfast nook. Made me want to go get my coffee right away! Talk about the power of suggestion.
As you can see, I had a great time walking around snapping away.
The birdhouses below fit very well in one of the bathrooms.
I can't remember where I found this tile.
A lovely wrought iron piece in one of the hallways.
There are enough photos for another post sometime, but I will leave it alone for now.
Things are slowly getting back to normal after our trip. A visit to my dentist was at the top of the list. Gregg and I are going to the same practise, so we have both had appointments since we got back.
My second visit was today. It went better than the first time. I tend to be a bag of nerves when I go. It has been a while as the last place I went was like a house of horrors. I think I may have written a post about it once on my old blog, when it was still a fresh memory. Suffice to say it took me a while to get back to a dentist, and Gregg did the ground work to make sure it was a good place. I am happy to say it was. The people in there are lovely.
The first time the dental hygienist noticed that the small bottle of water I had in my hand looked like a storm at sea. My hand was literally shaking. She immediately took my blood pressure and I think was surprised to see that it was very good. The next question was, she wanted to know if I was on any blood pressure medication. I told her I wasn't and she seemed surprised; she probably thought it would be out the stratosphere.
Both the dentist, the dental hygienist and the receptionist treated me with kid gloves on that first visit, and the dentist and dental hygienist kept telling me I had done so well and that they were proud of me. I had a hand rub or two with kid-gentle expressions, and I'm thinking all the time, wondering if Gregg had said anything to them beforehand. I asked him when I got into the car at the end of that first visit (he had taken me and waited for me), "Em.....what did you tell them about me, just curious?" "I told them to be nice to you or you'd be out of there faster than a bat out of you-know-where." I had to smile, he was speaking the truth, and I would never have gone back. I think they also noticed that when they called me in, I hesitated for several seconds and quickly looked at the exit door.
I'm glad to say on my second visit I felt a little calmer. I have to go back in three weeks, and then it will be on a normal schedule. They are very nice people, and I will be going back on a regular basis.
And you are going to have to put your sunglasses on when you speak to me, my teeth are nice and sparkly.