Saturday, September 19, 2009

There's Consequences To Being a Fallen Woman

...unpack all the Fall things and get to decorating!!

I'm joining Mary for the first time at Little Red House for Mosaic Monday! My mosaic is not a beautiful one but a messy one! I crawled up into the attic and brought down my two Fallness boxes and then I unpacked. You know you have to make a mess to decorate. I did have a little help from my little fuzzy faced Chloe Dawn.

I'm trying to get my Fallness going and today I'm also joining Susan at Between Naps on the Porch for Met Monday. So from unpacked boxes of Fallness to decorated Fallness in my home.

As you come into the entry of my house this olden six legged table is the first thing you see. My table is now Fallen!

A trio of pumpkins, a vase with hydrangeas (faux of course!) and a teeny little bird.

Tweet tweet!

On the shelf below I added a Fallen bowl and decorative carpet balls (altho these have openings between the swirls) and Fallen veggies.

We're coming into the living room on the left side of the foyer and look! My coffee table is Fallen!

Florals (again, faux) and pumkins. I usually use those vases to hold pillar candles.

There's nothing that says Autumn any better than Fallen books and artichokes under a cloche! :)

More Fallen pumpkins and a cloche.

Now we're in the den and I have my olden Duncan Phyfe table set up. It's Fallen too! Now don't hate me when you see the bright turquoise tureen there in all of her jolt your toes color! Mr. Precious got this for me many years ago when we were in Italy. So she sits here proudly most all of the time and just smiles! She even looks a little Fallen with her cargo!

I would like to introduce you to my newest Fallen treasures...three glass pumpkins found at Marshalls! I just love these. Can you love Fallen glass pumpkins from Marshalls? Why, you bet your jackolanterns you can! :)

Here's Fallen Baby pumpkin...actually, she just may be a gourd not fully growed. Do you remember the Tammy movies starring Debbie Reynalds?

Here's Fallen Big Daddy pumpkin...

...and here's Fallen Short Fat Fanny Mommy pumpkin! : )

Now across the room is a little birdie candle stand I found last year at Pier 1! What a wonderful place for more Falleness!

On each side of the Fallen candle stand are two little tiny birdie votives. Instead of a candle I just added a little Fallen bloom.

I found another candle holder which seems to match my others. This time the candles will have to do. But I told her she looked very Fallen.

Oh, my dog figurine just had to be Fallen too! So I gave him a tiny pumpkin to put into his basket. He's already dropped the Fallen gourd.

More Falleness - Dollar Tree pumpkins.

Now my Fallen mantle. I get carried away sometimes and just don't know when to stop adding things. I think my mind has certainly got Fallen written all over it!

I recently found this little wire cloche! I'm loving it to pieces! I dressed her up and now she stands proudly in all of her Falleness! It almost looks like the little bird on top is wearing a crown. It's just a glass button on the mirror. Well, I don't think it's really a button, but that's what I like to call it! :)

Fallen books and Fallen pumpkins...a great match!

This is the coffee table filled with Falleness! A basket filled will Fallen nuts, berries and a large candle. By the looks of that flame, we could roast marshmellows, don't you think?

I've placed another little pumpkin under a small cloche on a stand and she stands proudly by a music box and Fallen leaves!

Well, this is my Mosaic Monday and Met Monday Fallen post. If you come back tomorrow I'll continue my tour into the kitchen.

Be a bunch of Fallen sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song~

The Lady Is A Tramp

She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
She loves the theater, but doesn't come late
She'd never bother, with people she'd hate
That's why the lady is a tramp

Doesn't like crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those girls
That's why the lady is a tramp

She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke, but it's o'k
She hates California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp

Doesn't like dice games, with sharpies and frauds
Won't go to Harlem, in Lincolns or Fords
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those broads
That's why the lady is a tramp
~sung by Frank Sinatra