christmas

as promised

Behold, the nursery.

The walls are actually lavender. The light is of course from IKEA. So are the curtains (which were such a pain to hem, don’t even get me started) and the rug that is not pictured here. My mom made the little quilt. And the mobile features Brutus and plays the Ohio State fight song (arranged as a lullabye). (Neither of us went to OSU; Brendan is just a big fan.)

anticipation

I have never been so excited to cook dinner. Tomorrow afternoon our kitchen countertops are finally being installed. Thank God. I have been spending so much time today thinking about what is going to be the first thing I make. I still don’t know, but the important thing is that it could be anything I want.

No more microwave meals.
No more ordering takeout.

Chinese for dinner tonight was utterly unsatisfying. The restaurants around here aren’t anything to speak of either. There is just about every chain restaurant you could imagine… but very few smaller, family owned establishments.

It’s not just the cooking that I’m excited about: we’ll finally get our dining room back. Right now the table is covered with canisters, applicances, silverware, containers, and there’s even more on the floor. It will be nice to finally have it all put away, and to eat at the table again instead of gathered around the ottoman in the living room.

Disclaimer.

Brendan joined the party on January 2, 2004. He's cool now.

Jessica has never been cool. She is OK with that.

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