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Showing posts with label Home. Show all posts

Thursday, April 2, 2015

A Spring Shopping Trip

A few days ago, my mom and I did some some spring shopping to buy Layla an Easter dress and for some spring things to brighten up the house. There are always so many cute things in stores this time of year. Like the towels below. We loved the feminine floral pattern on the large one, and I had to get the green polkadotted hand towel because I am bunny obsessed. However, I regret not getting a beaded flower placemat that I would've used as as centerpeice. At the time I thought it would've been an impulse buy. Anyways, do you love the towels as much as I do? What spring items did you get for your home?

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

All Rabbit Everything

I love rabbits
I'd probably have a half dozen of them if I had a yard to Keep them in.
I love them their cute wiggly noses, whiskers, and fluffy tails. They are so sweet. 
It's hard for me to resist buying any kind of shirts or sweaters with rabbits printed on them. Or to resist buying anything bunny shaped or printed in general. (Shh! Don't tell mike but some day I'm probably going to turn into the crazy bunny lady.) So when I saw this wall in a magazine It sent me down a rabbit hole of not so crazy, actually kind of cute, grown up rabbit home decorating possibilities. Not that I'm a fan of this yellow,  but it turns out I'm not the only bunny lover out there so it's easy to find chic rabbit inspiration.

My Dream House

Even though we are still technically newly weds, some days it feels like Mike and I are an old couple. Especially when we take Sunday drives. Driving through the countryside just to see the scenery is something that I always used to do as a child with my paternal grandparents. So whenever mike and I take scenic tours it's easy for me to picture us doing the same thing when we are old. Except, instead of a Ford, we'll be driving a Cadillac. Because in my head that's what cute elderly couples, like my grandparents, drive.
It was on a sunny Sunday drive just like that, last weekend, that I spotted a "house for sale" sign. The road isn't far away from our workplace at all but Mike and I had never noticed it before. Quickly, my husband turned the truck around.
After a short trip down a country road, just past a gaggle of puddle-hopping ducks we sat at the end of a long driveway looking at a piece of paper because we couldn't see the house from the road.
That might seem like the middle of nowhere to some but to me it's a good thing.
Can't see the house from the road? Great! Surrounded by trees? Perfect!  According to the sales flyer that I grabbed from a box at the end  of the driveway the amazing features don't stop there; Four bedrooms, Four bathrooms, Open floor plan, Wood burning fireplace, and even a pond! (In the picture)
Mike's exact words were "this is my dream house." And it was for me too.
It has an open floor plan with lots of light, just what I need to Instagram my creative culinary "masterpieces". Plus four bedrooms and 17 acres for kids to roam. Plenty of room for a small farm, Mike's beekeeping, and sugar maple trees.
Honestly,  I can already picture myself during a peaceful morning,  drinking coffee while overlooking the pond. Or all the summer evenings grilling with friends on the patio while the kids catch fish.
  I love it. It's perfect. It's nothing fancy, no game rooms or backyard pools, but it does have plenty of space and that's all that I need. Even the price is reasonable.  And that's where it became too good to be true.
Sure Mike and I could afford the payments. But I don't have the balls to ask after our financial rough patch last year. All I can do is hope and pray that that house is still there a year from now once our credit has recovered. For now I'll just be keeping that sales flyer in a safe place to remind me what my goals are.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

A Home of My Own.

Last weekend I went fishing with my boyfriend and his brother in the Wisconsin Dells. It rained and stormed almost the whole trip. Most people wouldn't find the finicky weather ideal for a fishing trip, but it was perfect to me. There were signs of spring all throughout the rain and mist. Little pops of green buds and spongy moss were everywhere. We caught more fish than we have in awhile. Plus my boyfriend told me I look sexy in my chest waders (not an easy task to pull off in neoprene). But, most of the time, I didn't have fishing on my mind. Instead I was planning my future home.
Once again,  I seem to have caught a bad case of spring fever. All day at work I day dream about what I'd like to plant in my garden or how many chickens I should get. But, in reality, there's hardly room in our small apartment for the handful of potted herbs that I tried to grow during the winter. So lately I've been longing for a house of our own. Neither my boyfriend,  nor I expect much from a starter home. All we want is a small house on a few acres of land. Which has led me to believe a prefab home might be the way to go. Growing up, no little girl pictures a prefab home as their dream home. But the picture of a small, log cabin or cute A-frame styled home, nestled at the end of a long driveway seems ideal to me now. What do you think? Have any of you lived in a prefab house or rustic cabin? By this time next year, hopefully I will  be writing by the fireplace of my new home.