My children feel free to criticize my decorating choices at
length. Frankly, it makes me just the teeniest bit angry.
They go in for sleek contemporary and that is not my style.
However, I never point that out to them. I have made my
share of errors and white carpeting was one of the worst.
It was lovely but we are not white carpet people.

Do any of you remember the craze for Danish Modern. My
sister had it in abundance. I still see Russel Wright dishes
in antique stores. That was the height of chic when I was
married the first time. Avocado green and Harvest Gold
dominated the sixties. Then came forest green and burgundy
on the scene. My favorite colors are the blues and greens.

My sister-in-law has a Colorado house which they built themselves. It is stone and log and she has decorated it
beautifully. She has unified the rooms with lots of molding
and strips of a turquoise between it at the ceiling. The great room has exposed beams and a loft. It is in the woods. It took them twenty years to complete it but now
that they are retired, they have the leisure to enjoy it.
I don't have the patience to wait that long but they kept
their dream going.

They came over for dinner last night and we watched War
Horse afterward. It was a good movie but I will never
watch another animal movie if I have a choice. The ordeal
that horse went through nearly killed me.