I like my house. I like my friends. So why not bring these two great tastes together?!

Well, that's exactly what we did. Matty and I labored away getting our casa in some sort of order. Clocks were hung, beds were made (um, and purchased), and dirty things were cleaned. We found places for *most* of our tchotchkes. (Yes, most but not all. There are so many things still in boxes and closets.)

Sure, it takes the threat of guests to get us motivated, but the house is now 'up to snuff'. Best thing though, we're finding real comfort in rooms that were previously ignored and were lacking style/personality.

Next item? Invite the girls over!

I have the best, warmest little community of knittin' gals that are like family. We are all part of the larger knit community in town, but us nine chicas are "sistas", ya' know. My heart/spirit aches when I don't get some face time with them all. But I'm not trying to get sloppy on you. It wasn't a menses-fest, it was a night of grrl rockin' greatness with a slumber party ta' boot.

You heard me right. Slumber Party. As in we stayed up late, ate all sorts of wonderful & tasty treats, danced a bit, played with each other's.. um, yarn, and had an all-around great time!

To give you a better idea of what this past weekend was like, I offer up these two pictures. The first being a bit of pride for our 'bar area' ready for the girls to arrive. We'll call it 'Before'. The second pic, 'After', was taken (obviously) the morning after the slumber party while we were all in the kitchen gobbling up tasty cinnamon scones. (Thanks, Petra!)

I believe that a good time was had by all, even Mr. Matt, our bartender extraordinaire. Frivolity and gaiety abounded. In a good way.

Until next time, ladies...

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