Apparently a large ‘bug’ bit us yesterday because we were busy, busy, busy.  Let’s just hope that bug bites again today so we can finish what we started!

A few years ago when we were house hunting one of the things at the top of our list was to find a house in an established neighborhood with lots of great trees.  We definitely found what we were looking for and every year I remind myself that a house with 20+ trees in the front yard is a blessing in the summer and a curse in the fall.  Well, it’s a curse in the fall for Clay and me because we have to rake and bag the leaves from 20+ trees, but it’s a fall wonderland for the kids.  Ethan had a friend come over last week and his friend asked if he could take some of our leaves home with him to play in.  It’s all about perspective…

I love hole in the wall places – the shop where I bought my wedding dress, the little Italian restaurant in a basement that Clay took me on our 2nd anniversary, the local bakery that I love.  It makes me all warm and fuzzy just thinking about them.  But I do not get warm and fuzzy thinking about how our house has become a hole in the wall kind of place…

Curse you, slab leak.  (although I did secretly say one prayer of thanksgiving that I can finally rid the laundry room of that hideous tile circa 1977)

Last weekend our house underwent its usual post Thanksgiving transformation.  The entry went from this…
…to this…

The piano went from this…
…to this…

And the fireplace went from this…
…to this…

Have I mentioned that I love the holidays?!?