I moved! I no longer live in a sprawling, falling-down victorian with a gash in the ceiling, two of my closest friends, their son (my godson), my cats and their stinky dog with a rotating cast of crazy ladies and juvenile delinquents squatting and smashing things upstairs from us on the second floor. Whew! Don't get me wrong, it was a lot to give up, but for the last week or so I've had that Celine Dion song stuck in my head, but in a happy way ... all by my se-e-elf ...
A few years back when I was taking color photo class I took a picture of an electrical outlet in my bedroom wall. You just moved, didn't you? the teacher asked. Um, yes, how did you know? 'Cause by next week you'll have five plugs sticking out of each socket.
So here's the shelter-porn before the new-apartment smell wears off:
can you find in this picture?
my cats (there's a reason we call them the little lumps)
candy darling (it's an athony and the johnstons album. crappy album, best photo ever)
my bowl of pretty
great grandma mary's dresser cloth
the b.v.m.
my first patchwork quilt (made in '02)
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
New Digs!
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Hey, so your cats are camera-shy, or was the move a bit much for them and they are recovering under your quilt? Had to look up what b.v.m. meant, googled it and quite an interesting selection came, but the blessed virgin was there too.
Happy life in your new home! And if my arms could really reach the moon (almost!) I'd reach over to NY and try to find the famous pincushion.
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