I'm not a real wedding picture all over the living room kinda gal. It's not like I don't want them displayed anywhere, I just think the living room is a young newlywed's wedding picture-wall domain. I'm older...I have real artwork. By the time our pictures got back from the photographer, the cosmos decided that I needed to have a foot surgery that would put me on the couch for 6 weeks. To stave off boredom, and to keep himself from coming home from work and finding his new wife with her hair torn out or trying to catch the cat with a fishing pole, my husband bought me an iPad. He's kinda cursing that decision now because that meant I had 24 hours a day to discover Pinterest. That would in turn lead me to discover, among a million other things, the Gallery Wall. My over-stimulated brain is telling me I don't need a Gallery Wall...but there's 800 suburban housewives telling me my home won't be complete without one! Well we can't have that now, can we.
Challenges are a fact of life. They can be small, like that last 10 lbs you have to lose...or they can be the giant soul-sucking, back-breaking, moo moo-wearing hell pit that is our guest bathroom. She's a tricky one. All prim and proper on the outside, but yank back the curtains and she's got children in the oven. Or in this case, mice...but we'll get to that in a bit.
Hello there! Welcome again to my blog and to my very first ever post. You are on the ground floor of something special. Be my friend, and one day you can say you knew me when. Ha! It's more like, in a few years you'll be asking 'why hasn't she finished those kitchen cabinets yet? Geez.'