Diaries of a Home owner, Part II

When I said there was lack of storage space, I wasn't kidding. We don't have a pantry. NO WHERE to store food. I mean, did people back in the 1930's not EAT? No wonder they were skinnier....hm. maybe we'll try that out.

Anyway, we have exposed shelving-which I actually don't mind.

Then I saw this:

(photo)

Bingo!

Pantry Shmantry.

Diaries of a Home owner, Part I

1. We bought a home built in the 1930's right in the heart of Sugarhouse on a tree lined street. While this is my greatest dream, old homes come with their own set of problems: renovations, lack of storage space, ghosts, etc, etc.

2. We are looking for tenants. We have the cutest MIL apartment downstairs. We prefer girls. Preferably a homely girl who likes to bake treats for her landlords, has no interest in guys, works 15 hour days and is OCD about cleanliness.....
what?

3. We had tenants back-out last night. They felt really bad-but they said they will bring us by some ionized water. really? water? Maybe it's a good thing we didn't rent to those wackos.

4. My Dad replaced all the locks in the house so that (and I quote) " You won't get raped".
thanks, Dad.

5. It has a RED front door. Now c'mon!

I promise I will post some pictures once adam and I stop living like hobos and unpack more shtuff.
But I can't promise them anytime soon, cuz we're leaving in 5 days! BBAAHH!

KOL concert

Sat outside on the grass with this cute boy.

I also ran into this little gem:

While everyone-literally-every around us was rollin' doobies, we managed to smuggle in chewy jolly ranchers, mambas, and nibs. such rebels.
We also managed to not get high. heh.
I also looked like a nun compared to all the hootchies other girls there.
Gotta love West Valley.

I always wanted to marry a Doctor...

...but I think this is as close as i'm gonna get.

Dear Home,

This morning I woke up in a new bedroom, a new bed, and a new HOUSE. I didn't sleep a wink last night.
I can't believe this is OUR home. It was so quiet at 7:30. I circled the sunlit rooms, listened to every creek in the 80 year-old wood floors, and ate breakfast in front of the window.

this house has turned me into a morning person.

i look forward to waking up tomorrow.

Primele

I think this would be an appropriate house warming gift.

just sayin'

Most women get weak in the knees when their husbands do cute things for them like surprise them with flowers or take them out for a fancy dinner.
I fall head over heels for my man when he hits up garage sales on Saturday mornings while i'm at work and sends me photos via iphone.

Swoon.

This Month...

My family is best at long-distant relationships.

4 more weeks!