Saturday, January 8, 2011


once upon a time, there were a series of unfortunate events that took place in the nelson household that ended in one very broken mirror. done so by a slightly clumsy husband.

a mirror belonging to me, from my parents, when i was 15. cry face.

i'm not going to lie. i was little bit of a baby about it. so i took it, stammered off and put the sad skeleton of my once beloved mirror in the corner of the room never to be touched again.

until today. i saw it today while i was doing the ever-so-wonderful purge of things in the place. my sad little mirror that was now nothing more that a piece of cardboard and a frame.

then it came to me. i can't paint that thing.
so i did.
and i put it above my bed.
and i love it all the more now.

this, my friends, if why we never throw things away :)


  1. amen sista, that's what hiding places are for. i hang onto everything i like or think can use... glad you brought it back to life! :)

  2. wow lisa i love it! what a creative way to re-purpose your old mirror. you are so dang talented.

  3. I love that. You're fabulously creative. Keep it up and enjoy your little haven.

    Ramblings of a Small Town Girl

  4. Lisa... I love to picture you took of your project. The sunlight shining through makes me want to curl up with a good book on your cozy bed. (Don't worry I won't book a ticket quite yet =)

  5. pretty sure there was a poem about that...