Heart of the Home

Thanks, Mrs. G for inspiring the Open House!

The Heart of My Home is where my family is. Usually that's in our living room.

Here's my favorite reading chair. The Kindle is "open" to Petite Anglaise. It's good. That abstract blue cat on the wall is nicknamed "Acid Kitty" after a story someone told about his cat who went on an acid trip. Don't look at the pile of laundry at the foot of the bed in the next room. It's clean. Also don't look at that bag of Kettle Chips trying to hide to the left of the chair. Whose chips are those? Hmmmmm. Ernest also sits here to play World of Warcraft. We might have to share the chips.

The cat, reaching for my glass of wine. Naughty kitty. That's the handy husband in the background. Behind the wine glass is the computer where I blog. Because Ernest is usually playing World of Warcraft on my laptop.

The other end of the couch. The cat barfed on her end this morning. No, she didn't drink the wine. It was a hairball. That darn laundry pile is peeking in again. See that blue painting? That's my Precious.

The TV. Would that be another Precious? That's Guitar Hero on the floor. See, I am honest. I did NOT clean up for these pictures, except for the cat barf.

Some tchotchkes.: Ernest as a bee, and his cowbell from the bike race. You know we like more cowbell.

Some of Ernest's artwork in the dining room nook.

The view from one of my new windows.

Thanks for stopping by. Come back any time!