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.)

The full Windsor baby...

The Boyfriend has (another) interview today. Moving upwards and jumping ladders is a good thing, but can wreck havoc on the nerves. (He already has a good job, but it is time to be moving onward towards things that will take him the places that he is preferring to go. Or at least try out.) He is using my words as his mantra and seems much calmer this morning than last night.

"Remember, you are interviewing them."
It is always a two way street. The "good fit" needs to go both ways. (And he has a lot to offer...)

So this morning, he put on the black suit that I picked up from the dry cleaners yesterday. He has on smashing black socks (with a small pattern on them) to go with his black silk tie that I had all laid out. (He even has the undershirt and striped shirt going on. He looks sharp.) Even his shoes are nicely polished. (He polished them, I avoid shoe polish whenever possible. Shined shoes are a must though...)

And after several (numerous) tries at tying the tie, along with me as the peanut gallery getting in the way, he looks divine. (Or as he says: " I look like I am going to either a wedding or a funeral.")

Then since there was an hour left to kill, I searched out how to properly tie a full Windsor knot. (Hey... It's been awhile. But you can bet that I'll be practicing for quite some time when I am all alone. Getting my hands on a man in a suit is one of my top pleasures in life. (Getting my hands on The Boyfriend in a suit... Well that's just out of this world...)

Here is the great how-to video that we found. Short and to the point and even has instant re-plays. Enjoy!