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Thursday, April 3, 2008

Our Home's Evolving Decor...


I have been busy making the apartment more like a home. The Boyfriend teases me that I am nesting, and I probably am. But with such a great end result, it really is a good thing, whatever it is called.

I have updated the album that I started to keep track of how it all looks. There are tons of lengthy comments explaining it all too. And no, there are not too many... It is not too over the top. Just a little spring time decorating. I still have a rug and some more curtains to work on, but I am getting to the point where I really enjoy just sitting around and looking at how nice things look. (The bedroom is getting close to the spa look that I was after. A few more additions down the road and we could rent it out for $500.00 a night... Not that I would or anything, but you know what I mean.)

Our Home's Evolving Decor

The Boyfriend loves it too. He jokes that he is going to wake up in the morning and not know where he is, but he smiles when he sees it and his eyes get all twinkly. (And that might account for the official statement that we now live together. He was very determined to make sure that I knew I had a permanent space and belonging here so that I could no longer voice my thoughts of living out of my suitcase with any validity. I like that. Sometimes, it takes a man emptying out his dresser to bring the realization home that I am... well... HOME.


(The photos of us were taken this past Valentine's Day. We had a delightful evening curled up on the sofa with a rare delivered pizza as a treat... One that was so good, there was only one slice left at the end of the night. Served right from the box onto real dinner plates and accompanied by cloth napkins...Yup... It's home.)

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