This Ain't New York

The O-fficial Bloggin Tour of Homes

Thank you, Hostess BooMama!

Welcome to our house. We are glad you stopped by!

This is our house from the street.

If you look real close, you can see George waving from the window.

Hey, George!

Ok, I'm kidding. But, when I was getting this whole tour of homes thing together, and I thought about BooMama's guidelines, I just couldn't bring myself to follow them to the letter. Because, for me, that would be just too, hmm... what's the word... normal! So, I just had a little fun with it.

Our Real Front Door

>There was a crooked blogger who blogged with a crooked mouse...and they all lived together in a little crooked house. No, really it's just the picture.

Ya'll Come On In!

Those are my toes, ya'll.

Lemonade Anyone?

This our our living room. I decided to leave it the way it usually is-full of fun stuff! We are in a rental right now, and that green wall was not my creation. Not my shade of green. May have to paint that, after seeing it clash with our rug.

That's our daughter's lemonade stand. It was a gift from her very cool aunt (my sister-in-law.) "Bunny" is sitting in the princess chair. Her eyes are covered

to protect her identity, you know.

This is me bloggin'

Sometimes I sit at the computer in the office, but at night my husband likes to get on there. So, I use the laptop and watch tv with my feet propped up. Those are not my toes, ya'll. Those are my funky feet slippers that I ordered from JCPenney outlet online. I love them! One day, I am going to be brave and walk in the salon with them on and ask for a pedicure. And, in case you're wondering, that's The Antiques Roadshow on tv.

This is our Master Bedroom.

I am so thankful to have a place to lay my head at night.

Really, I am.

And, as for the kitchen, just use your imagination. We are stripping wallpaper right now. Can't you just smell the homemade cookies baking in the oven? Me neither.