Some of you poked me and reminded me that I've been absent a while. I have no excuse. At least not as good an excuse as my friend Amy at Buffalo Roam. She's been absent because she wrote A BOOK! I haven't read it yet, but I downloaded it immediately and plan on curling up with Mr. Kindle, a box of ho-hos, and a jug of wine sometime very soon.
And maybe some Cool Ranch Doritos, too.
Now...where were we? Oh yeah. Stuff!
Need I remind you what the piano room looked like when we moved in? Yes, I think I do:
Oh, I'm so sorry. That's the wrong picture.
Try this one.
Either it's snowing in there or my buffet had a bad case of dandruff.
Suddenly...a floor, a man, and a schnauzer appeared!
And then we had our very special (piano) delivery. Brought to you by the dudes who needed to pull up their pants and thank goodness weren't shirtless.
Then I got my big-ass clock and also suffered some ugly-rug syndrome:
But the room is finally coming along. It's not completely finished, but it's pretty close. Once I get a shirtless boy in there, I'll call it done and done. But here's how it's been going.
First, I got me some trim. On the window. And the baseboard.
And some architraves, too. I love that we put taller trim over the piano room entrance and the front door. It's also thicker so it can collect more dust:
Then Tuesday Morning let me buy some of their curtains.
And Philly let me let him put them up.
I found this cabinet for my music stash in the online classifieds at work. Isn't it freaking amazing?
I have no immediate plans to do anything with it other than let it hang out next to Yamaha.
But since it's Christmastime, I did this:
Oh, and I bought my first orchid. I hope I don't kill it. At least not right away.
But if I do, at least I've scored some little hair clips.
The rest of the pictures are of some random Christmas stuff around the house. I really didn't take these pictures for you. When next Christmas rolls around, I can refer back to this post and figure out how I put everything together instead of smashing things because I can't remember.
Because my memory is like
Who are you and why are you reading my personal stuff?
Remember my sofa table?
This used to be my Mom's tree. But they're in Florida. So I broke in and stole it. Maybe they should get a security system.
And since I have a new owl fetish, I acquired these 2 little guys this year:
This is Gramma's buffet. I'm going to paint it red. Shut up haters.
Baker's rack in the dining area. (NOT dinning. Stop spelling it that way Craig's List people).
And the top of the chest of drawers I currently have hanging out in no-man's land.
That was a really boring picture to leave you with, so here.
Eddie says Merry Christmas!!