Barb, I just checked out your Flickr set, and ZOMGWOW, that is one beautiful house.
Thanks, Jess. I think the thing I like most about it (other than my total grabby hands kitchen) is that while it's a really lovely house, it's easily the least formal house we've owned since our first house in Cleveland which was a little 1942 brick bungalow.
No crown molding or wainscoting or columns or any of those details that make a house feel formal. Not that I haven't enjoyed our houses that have been more towards the formal edge, but we never really quite fit in them, since we're really not formal people at all. This house is elegant and comfortable, but it feels like the house equivalent of a comfy leather chair that's nice and broken in.
This house is elegant and comfortable, but it feels like the house equivalent of a comfy leather chair that's nice and broken in.
That was exactly the vibe I got from it. It's got a lovely open layout, too.
Barb - wow. That house: wow. And the view. Wow.
Go you!
ION, All-Clad is apparently now selling asshooks for chicken-roasting.
ION, All-Clad is apparently now selling asshooks for chicken-roasting.
Soooo glad I'm not the only one who had that thought when I saw that roaster.
So Hubby came through the procedure fine, though his neck was out of whack for a few hours from laying on his stomach. He's already seeing improvement. Our next surgical adventure is the Crusade to Evict the Lutherans from Hubby's skull.
In bad news, my home computer has clawed its way to its last hilltop, gasped gallantly, then fell over clutching a lily to its chest as angels bear the ghost of its motherboard to cyberheaven. We've been glancing around for a new computer, hoping to replace it before it croaked, but entropy has caught up with us. I know what I'm getting for Christmas, a cheap new computer.
I know there are some people here that don't really like cat stories, but this is funny.
Sometimes in the afternoon, I play with the kitties, using this stick with a feather on the end.
I tried to start early, cause I'm not feeling all that creative today, and it just seemed like the cats looked at each other like "Do you wanna tell her or should I?"
I think they were just waiting to see how long I would do it.
Analysis: Cat toys go on sale if cats just aren't into them.
