About a month ago Remodelista invited me to participate in an interview for their site and share a couple of pictures of our living room. Fortunately they chose a photo from before I massacred half of my houseplants. I'm in the process of replacing them and tweaking a few of the rooms so that they can be photographed for tours in a couple of online magazines. Which would be easier if I didn't have an upcoming vacancy and a (ridiculously challenging) kitchen renovation in one of the rentals in South Florida hanging over my head and making me have weird dreams about bubblegum pink General Electric stoves swallowing my baby in the dark. I know... blah blah blah... first world problems. It's a good push for me to get my act together before we have guests for the holidays anyway.
Don't let me mislead you, though, it's not all work around here. The boys have been rambunctious and amusing and exhausting and deranged and playful and generally completely irresistible. That's what I get for shacking up with men. Here are a few photos.
(Please tell me that demanding to eat fruit in the shower in the nude is a semi normal thing?)