Garden Work

This post is a few months late, but I'm trying to do some catch up on blog posts (plus, I can use writing them as an excuse to procrastinate working on the walls in the bedroom).

Chris' mom and dad were here in May and first they plucked all of the dandelions and generally cleaned up the front yard while I watched from the porch while sipping a bloody mary. Then we transplanted some plants and shrubs from the backyard to the front because the dogs will apparently eat anything that they can tell we paid for. I think the results are really beautiful:

It's especially incredible considering this is what the front gardens looked like when we moved in: P1000050.JPG

New Paint

Since we realized that we had no hope of affording to have the exterior re-stuccoed, we decided to have the shingles painted instead and pretend that it was stucco. We (I) chose a color from the Sherwin Williams Arts & Crafts historic color pallette called Roycroft Brass. I am so happy with the results, but we haven't heard any comments from the neighbors. Not one comment and it's been painted for more than 6 months. I am guessing they're not so happy with the one pea-soup colored house in a sea of white houses. Oh well...

The Alamo

So this is it, my home, when I first saw it, I said, "what the hell is it? the Alamo?". Then I saw the interior and fell in love. My husband Chris asked me how I felt about it. I could see the fear in his eyes. House shopping hadn't been easy, I was really, annoyingly, picky. It was a huge relief to both of us when this one was 'perfect'.

We've been here a year and a half and things are just getting exciting, so I thought I'd start this blog to document my mistakes, frustration and despair.