Happy post-Labor Day everyone! I had a very refreshing three-day weekend and am totally recharged for the work week.
I spent much of my weekend putting together some new furniture that we picked up from Crate and Barrel. And for the first time in a long time, our place is impeccably clean...meaning no piles of crap anywhere! (Well, maybe hidden in some closets and under the bed, shhh.) So Rob spent Saturday doing all the wifely duties, like laundry and vacuuming, while I played around with the power drill. Here's my stuff.
New bookcase for the corner of our living room. Formerly known as "craft pile corner."

New buffet for the dining room. Formerly known as "craft pile wall."

New desk and cd wall thingies.


Captain Oats (courtesy of Amy and Maria) is now proudly displayed for all to see.

Now instead of hearing Rob nag, "Clean up your piles!" I get to hear him nag, "Keep it this way!" Okay, Rob, I'll try my best. But it's difficult to control my pile-making ways.
On another note, I went back to Toms River on August 27th for the first time in about 6 years to go to the Ordination of an old friend I haven't seen since I was a college freshman. While back in the area, I decided to take Rob to see my old home where I lived from 1987 to 1998. Coincidentally, the house was for sale and just happened to be having an open house that day! So I had the opportunity to go take a peek inside. It was bizarre. The place was completely different, and not nearly as nice as it used to be, but maybe I'm biased.
Here's the house. It used to be brown, and my mom always had gorgeous flowers planted everywhere out front.

Ahh, memories.