Our kitchen. Yes, Bridget is sitting on the counter. I swear everytime I bring out the camera to take pictures of the house for SPF, she situates herself so she's in the shot. Such an attention whore. And no, this is not the first time she has been on the counters. Because yes, she is allowed on them. Well, not allowed so much as not stopped. We can't control our cats - yet another reason we aren't sure about having children.

The window that looks like it is in the middle of an inside wall? It is. Sorta. We live in a remodeled 1950s farmhouse, and that kitchen wall used to be an exterior wall. An enclosed back porch was later added, which is what that window looks out onto now.

What I love about our kitchen: its size (you're seeing most of the room here, but not quite all of it: the stove and fridge are just to the right of the photo and the door that leads onto the back porch is just to the left), the layout, the storage space, the natural light.

Canisters

Pasta and rice jars

What I don't at all love about our kitchen: THE FLOWERY WALLPAPER. It's actually grapes, which does indeed sound cooler but still in fact looks...well, flowery. I am not a flowery person. I am not a wallpaper person. I am definitely not a flowery wallpaper person. When we decided to buy this house, I told Rob that the first thing to go would be the kitchen wallpaper. That was two years ago. It is still here. Because you see, it does a damn good job of incorporating the green of the kitchen (which I like) with all my blue stuff (canisters, plates, etc - which I also like). And because what I really want is a sunny yellow kitchen with white cabinets (basically, I want Cat's kitchen) which means we would need to do a major remodel and frankly we don't have the energy, skills, or money to do that. My next project, which is to stain the wooden stools, is much more my speed. I should at least tear down the wallpaper and paint the walls something pretty, though - suggestions?


Something random. This is my first Blingo prize, which came in the mail last week. I am posting it here for all you doubters who fear that perhaps Blingo is actually a hoax. It's not! You really do get free shit! It's for reals, y'all!

Come on now, be a joiner: