Wednesday, August 24, 2005

And here's George, safely tucked up in bed. He's also enjoying the life of a country gentleman. While Emily hunts with Toady, George contemplates the meaning of hunting in the modern context, one where steak is provided for dinner on a Villeroy and Boch plate.

I couldn't possibly not put up photos of George and Emily. So here's Emily revisiting her street-kitty roots. She has adjusted very well to being a Southern Belle. The toad is even her best hunting companion now, of course they are separated by glass.

Same room, 8 weeks later. I forgot to add that we still need to buy curtains and paint the entry hall and replace the giant orb that hangs in the entry way and put the face plates back on the electrical outlets.

Same deal, read in choronlogical order for this to make sense! This is the living room a couple of days of after we moved in. Emily is sitting on top of the 10ft wall from whence she eventually fell.

This is the fireplace living room afterwards. As much as we like to think that this room is done, we know we're kidding ourselves. We need to add crown molding and paint the ceiling, and add a non-gold patina to the surround and put up pictures and buy a coffee table, and...the list goes on. But I'm especially proud of Toby's chair railing efforts here, he cut the railing to fit perfectly around the fireplace.

So now for the masterpiece. This is the living room fireplace before. Hopefully you're reading in chronological order for this to make sense.

MOTHRA. A break from the hideous decor to show you our giant moth. It's one of 6 giant moth species in Virginia. Emily ran away in terror.

For those innocents out there, this is a fake log from the fireplace. It has a resin log front and ultra-crackle power technology, aka a red light bulb and a tin foil noisemaker in the back.

It was a tough choice about what to show you next. This very special living room feature has departed to the same heaven where harvest gold appliances go.

This gorgeous design motif - Hallo Kitty meets Hallo Kitsch is in the current master bathroom. In the 1960s people were obviously a lot smaller; the sink comes up to my mid-thigh, so you can all imagine how much Toby loves this room.

Isn't your life richer now? Thankfully, the seams are already beginning to pull, so it should be a doddle to get this room brought into the modern age.

This is fondly called the blue bathroom. Hideous design aberration is too much of a mouthful. I think I owe everyone a closer look at this delightful wallpaper.

Time to move inside the house. Don't you just love the kitchen wallpaper. It's so great because if we ever forget where we live on, we can just go to the kitchen...well, until it's demolished.

This is a view of the back of the house. The playsets conveyed. How fortunate for us. One night we took George and Emily out to see if they would use them. George did not appreciate going down the slide. Emily got dressed up in kitten-sparkles by pouncing on a firefly.

This is a view of the front garden from the house.

This photo was taken about 10 minutes after we arrived.

The front of the house in all its weedy glory. Aussie Weeders when are you coming?

Day 4, 5pm Home Sweet Home. A leisurely day by all standards, just 250 miles. Then the realization that you did just buy a house and move across the country. This is our street.

Day 3: Des Moines, IA to Pittsburgh, PA. Miles and miles of flat America. Corn fields. More corn fields...wait the remnants of a Formula 1 race in Indianapolis and GIANT grasshoppers. Toby would show you F1, I choose large bugs.

Day 2: Salt Lake City UT to Des Moines, IA. The highlight of the day came early, about 45 minutes into the drive. We had to stop for petrol after a wicked climb out of Salt Lake and decided that Park City was a fine choice. The Olympic ski jumps are in the background. The rest of the day was downhill, no pun intended. We pulled into Des Moines at about 3:30am after near misses with deer. The best part about those highway close encounters was the adrenaline they provided to get us through the rest of the drive.

Day 1: Sunnyvale, CA to Salt Lake City, UT.The wagon at Donner Pass. Admire the freshly fallen snow in late June.

Sunday, August 21, 2005