Thursday, July 3, 2008
Where the Magic Happens
Ok, "where the magic happens", my bedroom... Ok, first thing I'd like to note is that every single wall in my house is wood paneling. Not the fake kind, but like, somebody cut up a tree into planks and then used the planks to make the wall (probably because that's what happened). Josh thinks it's the greatest thing in the world. I have come to terms with the fact that I hate wood and cannot wait to live in a house with white painted walls. Anyway, let us begin...
My favorite part of our bedroom is our set of linens. It was one of the first things for our house that we picked out together that we both loved.
Next, and rather more embarrasing, is our window... I love it. It is huge. Josh hates it. He sleeps during the day. SO, we have black curtains (which actually kinda match our bed set, so it's ok), a black out curtain on one window, and sweatshirts thrown over the top of the curtain rod to block out the light which streams in from that direction (hey it's called real life. It's not pretty, but it makes Josh a happier individual which makes me a happier individual). This way, our bedroom is what Josh likes to call a "cave". This allows him to work a 12 hour night shift at the hospital, and still come home and sleep in relative darkness. Also, we have a window unit because our 50 year-old house does not have central heating and air, and Louisiana has ridiculously hot summers.
These are the beds where the puppies sleep. There's not much to tell here except that they don't actually sleep in their beds because they prefer the hard floor, but at least we tried.
Lastly, my dresser, or should I say, my drawers, they are built directly into the wall and (though I hate wood) I love them. Sometimes that whole "hand built house" thing can be really cool. (And yes, I totally just left Josh's shorts on the floor where he threw them this morning. Again, it's real life, right?)