decorating with trash!

one of the things that used to bother me about micah was the amount of shit he had. i like throwing out shit, he seeks shit out. when we got married and moved in together, i went through a box of his. among the useless crap i found, there were a couple of beat up harmonica holders. he did not own a harmonica at this time and we lived in a teeny, tiny apartment (as you all may recall) with no room for junks. i told him i was throwing them out. he got mad. i told him that if he could find a harmonica in 24 hours, i would not throw out the holders. he didn't and they are gone. and i am mean.

dumpster diving and trash treasuring are an important part of what makes micah, micah. when he was a kid, he and his dad went dumpster diving for magazines to read. the neighbor's trashed lawn mower became the m family's the following day. micah sees the world through a different pair of eyes. garbage eyes. or are they?

this may come to a shock to most of you, but micah and i don't have very much money. we have company coming (hamilton3 this summer, matt and lisa are moving this way and sisters in the fall) and we want our apartment to look awesome. i've been doing what i can with buying stuff on the cheap and deciding which pictures to put on the wall, but micah has taken things to a whole new level.

i now love micah's love of trash. i have a new coffee table and a cute side table. (which is pictured sideways, sorry.)


both tables were desks that micah cut up and painted. he found the coffee table yesterday, and carried it home. three blocks on a hot day! trash rules.

speaking of pieces of shit, i inherited a hutch when our aunt nora died. i was told by our mother that it was originally our beloved grandmother's, who bought it in the 1950's. i hate this hutch with my whole heart. it's a bitch to move, and it just not cute. but, alas, i have always felt guilty about it and have kept it. long story short, when moving it into our current apartment, it was discovered that it was made in the 80's. we took it apart and our t.v. rests upon it. the finish and hardware sucks ass, so we're going to paint it and replace the pulls. any suggestions?


among our other many home projects, i've been really wanting to frame and hang these awesome photos. no one was doing anything with them. i think they're awesome.

our grandpa owned a bike shop and invented a kit for three wheelers. some of the photos are of my grandparents and some are snapshots people who bought the bikes sent to them.

this is what my living room looks like now:

you'll have to come over to see how much more shit we can make pretty!