I’m Sorry, What Year Is It?

I remember little things about the 70’s.  I remember the rockin purple jumpsuit my mom made for herself and wore on a trip with my dad.  (Where is that jumper now?  I wish I had it).  I remember a rainbow t-shirt I had on the day my cousin got my leg caught in the spokes of the bike I was riding on the back of and I remember our army green cinder block house with gold crushed velvet sofa in the living room.  Oooo and what about that stereo/record player console thing, who else remembers those?

My parents bought that house somewhere in the late 70’s for around $16,000 and I remember the color so well because my Aunt Carolyn and my mom painted that house pretty much on their own.  I was 4 or 5, it made a lasting impression.   I’m wondering if what my hubby and I are gettting ready to attempt will leave the same lasting impression on our young daughters.

I’ve recently been brought back to the 70’s because I’m pretty sure there are things in the house we are purchasing that haven’t been touched since the 70’s.  First we have the popcorn ceilings throughout.  Yes, every single inch of our 2500 square foot home is topped with this beautiful sight.

Secondly, I brought a carpet guy in to give me a quote on putting new carpet in the bedrooms and when I said, “I’m pretty sure the carpet is at least 20 years old,”  he kindly replied, “Sweetie, I think this carpet is almost as old as we are.”  Since I am nearing a milestone high school reunion I really couldn’t take offense.  On close inspection of the living room carpet what I originally thought was just creme colored carpet turns out to actually have some greenish colored specs in it that have been there long enough to fade out.  The other rooms have various colors of carpet and linoleum.  Yep, linoleum.  Flashback to your grandma’s kitchen!

And the colors! The hall bath has yellow linoleum, yellow toilet, yellow shower insert and a yellow sink atop a white vanity.  Oops almost forgot about the white toilet seat atop the yellow toilet.  The seat obviously needed replaced somewhere along the way.  We are not  not talking sunshine yellow or a golden yellow.  It is a dark drab yellow.  The good part is that everything appears to be in really good shape, just outdated like you stepped back in time.  They didn’t have a crushed gold sofa for me to reminise over, but they did have this burgandy one in the living room and two matching chairs in the back room.

Even in all the decades-gone-by decore there is something comforting about this house.  Hubby says it reminds him of his Grandfather Ira’s house.  I almost see him turn into a funny old man with a duct taped hat when we cross over the threshold.   His grandpa was a great man so it makes me smile.  I’ve heard funny stories told by grandpa’s wife of him vacuuming in the nude.  I’m a little nervous that when we hear about grandpa doing this he was almost 80!

This is 3 generation of Murrie Men -Justin, Grandpa Ira and Justin's Dad - whom we call Grumpy!

So when we step through the doors of our home-to-be we jump back to the late 70’s and smile as we remember some great times in our childhood homes and our grandparents homes.  We will happily take the 70’s and look forward to gradually bringing it to our current decade so our kids can have such memories from their childhood.   Now if only I could find that purple jumpsuit I would have a party wearing that and greet you at the door with a martini in hand.


Posted on July 26, 2011, in Decorating and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. You Go Girl! If you happen to find that jumpsuit…I’m heading right over with a camera in one hand and the expectation that you will fill the other with a martini to share. I might even don the circa 1978 one shoulder unitard of my Mom’s.

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