Thursday, October 18, 2007

Cure for the blues

Pearl woke me up minutes ago with grunts and then a poopy diaper that went the distance, making it on to the sheets. I desperately needed a good nap after an awful night, but it wasn't going to happen. So I grumpily got on the computer and suddenly saw the bedroom of my dreams- via Jordan, via Mackenzie- where surely poop stains never reside. Whenever you think of me, think of me in this bedroom. Thank you.


I would also like to be in a cross between Gwyneth Paltrow's elegant kitchen, and Sarah Jessica Parker's quirky one. (Can you tell I am dying for my own living space?) Thanks to Angela and Emily for referring me to these beauties.



The End of my dream home tour. (For today.)

3 comments:

Angela said...

I do like Sarah Jessica's too, as my kitchen right now has a lot of red in it. But I can just imagine how aweful the finger prints would be on those high gloss cabinets.

Abby said...

I did not even think of that. See, this is why I'm planning early...

Meghan said...

LOVE the apple - I feel your 'own living space' pain.