Vintage Paint by Numbers

Many times when Biceps and I are out on tour, milling about in some thrift store, I see them. They call to me.
They tell me they need a home, that they are sweet and colorful and lonely.
But, like my retro refrigerator dishes, I have been banned from buying anymore Paint by Numbers.

So my obsession currently stops with these below.

This was my first paint by numbers. My virgin purchase, if you will. I fell in love with this forlorn puppy, and for $12 it was mine.

He resides in our guest bedroom, and if you ever visit, he will watch over all of your goodies and not let Cowboy sit on them.

I bought this at what was advertised as an ‘Estate Sale’.
‘Estate’ it was not. The house was weird, stinky and had an entire notebook filled with the lives and deaths of numerous bunny rabbits the owner apparently kept.

I disinfected Jesus properly as soon as I got home.

Grandma Greiman painted the next three you will feast your eyes upon.
This one was never framed or displayed in her home. I am excited to exhibit it in my home as soon as I can convince Biceps it fits into our decor.

Notice Grandma’s take on the colors on this painting versus the one above I bought at stinky rabbit house?
We recently found out that Grandma is color blind. How cute is that? She has never known this all these years!

This paint by numbers, I believe, is the creme de la creme. I slept many a night under the watchful eye of Jesus at the farmhouse in Iowa. This was my one request when she decided to move to town.

I needed Jesus. And Jesus was given to me.
Isn’t that just typical of Him?

Grandma’s Got it Going On

What you may already know is that several weeks ago, Biceps and I went to Iowa to help Grandma move out of the large farmhouse and into town. What you may not know is that this 94 year old, Bible quoting, tender-hearted, hard-working woman has amazing taste.

This is Grandma whipping up whole wheat pancakes when she lived with us. Just look at that face. I love her so much.
Anyways….Grandma gave away almost everything that she owned and I highlighted a few of these things in my post, ‘Treasures from Yesteryear’.
I wanted to show you a few more things that are really killer.

Hello beautiful ladies! Where have you been all my life? I love your aluminum ways. I love your colors. I love your stack-ability. I know I already highlighted you in my earlier post, ‘Treasures from Yesteryear“, but I cannot help myself. I am in love with you.

I absolutely love paint-by-numbers. And I love that Grandma did several of these for her home.
And the 3-D copper horse on the left? Don’t even get me started.

I must find appropriate frames for these two cuties. I found out that Grandma did these to help her relax, but became frustrated with trying to stay in the lines. She said it was ‘stressful’.
How cute is that?

These lamps have been in one of the two guest rooms at Grandma’s for who knows how long. There are two of these lamps-one for either side of our bed and they match our room perfectly.
I can remember year after year, clicking on these lamps to do my hair at Grandma’s house.

There are tiny roses encased in the plastic center that are so sweet and delicate. I think it’s amazing that a practical farm woman owned these.

This sofa has held years of children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. I swear there’s some sort of sleeping potion that seeps out of the cushions and lulls you into the best nap time ever.
Now, we have it. I cannot relay to you how good a nap is on this couch.

Just look at the arm of this couch.
It is begging for you tired head to lay upon it. And I will not deny its request. I will not and have not, ever.
Although Grandma has moved on with her life and I know we must, I am so thankful that I get to keep the memories of her and the solidity of her farm home. Change is good, but change is also very hard sometimes.
Grandma, you certainly have amazing taste and truly got it goin’ on.