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Painting and Hanging

After I got back from Ohio I was feeling exceptionally motivated.  I took it upon myself to extend the backyard fence to include more of the woods (and the clubhouse).  The dogs were thrilled!  They use the clubhouse as a dog house now and the boys think that's the coolest thing ever.

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I also insisted we finally hang the gate on it so we can get in and out, now that the kids have places to play with the dogs.

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Finally, we bought paint we've been holding off on since we moved in to turn our house into more of a home.  The light green dining room is not a dark slate gray, and the photos I finally hung up really pop on those dark walls.

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I hung up most of the other photos as well and took on a grand photo project for the guest bedroom.  So far I have 20 black & white photos with a pop of red in black frames (which I had to paint).  They're going to be kind of like a filmstrip in the guest bedroom.  Pretty sure once we get it all finished I'm going to want to stay there myself :)

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Of note, we had a friendly little kitty from the neighborhood pop over for a visit this morning.  The pictures speak for themselves!  I might just have to change my facebook cover photo yet again.


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Sassyfrass said…
The house looks great and I love those pictures of Brennan!
10/26/2012 1:33 PM
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