I’ve always had hand-me-down bedroom furniture. For the past 14 or so years, I’ve drug the same crumbling suite of furniture around with me from my parents’ house to apartment to apartment to apartment to apartment. It served me well but when I moved, it was time to bid it farewell. Enter the first bedroom suite I’ve ever picked out for myself, and paid for myself. Slick, huh? [Project 365]
What a year this has been. Made great personal strides in many ways and suffered weird (mostly in-my-head) setbacks in others. Took on a ton of responsibility at work and in my home life and watched my face age in the process. Stopped counting but not plucking grey hairs. Was reminded time and time again that I am so fortunate to have the family and the foundation I have. Fought for things I wanted. Got…
This was the first thing I saw when I woke up and looked out the window. My house is full of whimsy in the right light. [Project 365]
Add rangehoods to the list of things I never once thought about before I bought a house. (Also on that list: gutters, being burgled, masonry caulk, shingle health, leaf disposal, etc.) But now that I’m here and I’ve inherited this mid-century beauty, I have spent some time Googling “vintage NuTone rangehoods” just to learn a little. I’ve learned nothing, really, but I think she’s rather fetching in this photograph. [Project 365]
Painfully boring, I know. And blurry! A twofer! [Project 365]
Oh, it’s funny now. But we are in the pre-explosive diaper phase of babydom. And I really have to link to a picture of Courtney’s unbelievable shower cake, made by Rebecca as a tribute to Cake Wrecks, a blog Courtney likes very much. This thing was magnificently funny, replete with ridiculous sayings scrawled all over it, and carrot jockeys. Oh, and it was yummy, too. [Project 365]
But — and don’t tell anyone — he’s not really all that terrible at all. [Project 365]
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