Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Meet The Basement

A few days ago we got our guest bed moved out of the soon-to-be-nursery and into the basement. Our soon-to-be-nursery now looks like this:

(We've even got the crib mattress! I'm so excited.)

With the exception of this pile of Chris's school books in the corner, it is ready for the crib and dresser to arrive on Saturday!

(The offending pile of school books. Like a good wife, I bought him a file tote to help him get his crap out of there ASAP. And yes, he did graduate over 5 months ago.)

Most people find our basement to be sort of comical, so I thought you might enjoy a tour. Internet, meet my basement.

(And according to this picture containing floating orbs, our basement is also haunted. Wonderful.)

Complete with dark paneling, bright red bowling-alley-esque carpet, and all the hand-me-down furniture you can handle, our basement is a veritable fun-house.

Let's begin first at the far end of this giant room. Here we find our transplanted guest bed and night stand, as well as a few windows with functional yet still beautiful window coverings. Who wouldn't want a guest bed in their family room?


Next to the bed is our collection of antique furniture we're "holding" for Chris's dad. (How long do you think it would take him to notice if I Craigslisted 'em? Just kidding, Stan, just kidding.)

(This picture actually does the red carpet justice.)

In the center of the room is Chris's personal sanctuary containing his couch, a coffee table (aka footrest), a side table (aka beverage rest) and a recliner. Chris likes to sit here and stare at the opposite wall, imagining what it will be like someday to watch a giant big-screen there.



(The imaginary big-screen. For now Chris has to settle for watching his bikes.)

And lastly, we come to the highlight of our basement oasis. I give you, the wall of mirrors.

(I see you've spied our gorgeous pink and gold vintage drum lamps. These were hanging on either side of the master bed when we bought the house. For reals. And they're now on Craigslist. For reals.)

This delightful checkerboard collection of cork and acrylic tiles accented by gold curtains, sits opposite the lava rock fireplace. When we bought our home the seller told us they liked to watch the reflection of the fire in the wall of mirrors. Chris and I are pretty sure they liked to smoke their doobies in there, so we've lovingly renamed it The Drug Room.

(No snide remarks here about our lava rock fireplace. I'm rootin' for these to come back in so we don't have to remodel it.)

Last but not least, no basement room of mine would be complete without at least one corner full of diapers.

(Don't worry, my sister-in-law has already signed me up for Hoarders.)

4 comments:

Seth and Sarah said...

Excellent...when do we get to come over and see the real thing? I'm loving the carpet...and maybe I'll have to take a look at those lamp shades on cragslist..hehehehe!

Val said...

Awesome post. It made me laugh. I genuinely love that your basement has so much character and that it is so bright and tidy (most basements aren't.)

Looks like you met your goal of not buying diapers the first year. =)

rach said...

YOU ARE SO FUNNY! AHHH THAT BABY ROOM GETS ME SO EXCITED TO FILL IT FULL OF GIRLY STUFF OH THE FUN! AND PS WE LOVE YOU BASEMENT!!!

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