Home is Where the Heart Is

Once again we made the trek to the greater Phoenix area to see some family. Once again, Picacho Peak made for really wonderful scenery in the early evening light as the sun sank lower on the horizon. I really like Arizona for a lot of reasons. A lot of people have a hard time appreciating the beauty in the desert. Maybe it's because I was raised here, maybe it's because my dad's a landscaper, but I have really come to like the desert. It offers some of the most amazing things. I like lush, green places too. Someday I'll live in a lush, green place. But no matter where I go, the desert will always be home to me.

Also, happy birthday Macki! You're the best. :)

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Tempered

I don't know if I've blogged my front door before. If I have, I don't remember. My whole life is jumbled up in this blog and it's hard to keep track of things sometime. Anyway, my front door is positively fantastic. I really do love everything about it.

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Armchair

Underwater Basket Weaving

We remodeled our house a long time ago. We started like six years ago and have been pretty much done for a few years now. Well, apparently we weren't really done, because I come home and my parents had picked up some shtuff from Pier 1. This basket is giant, and it think it's crazy cool.

Blinded By the Light

We have these wicked blinds in the living room. I love them. The end.

Shot in the Dark

I went to the doctor because of my sinus weirdness lately. Well, I needed to get a shot to be all up to date and safe from disease, and this was the neato band-aid! Also, we have this beastly house plant thing that looks like belongs in a jungle.

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Colander

Place of Rest

I love my bedroom. It is a place of calm and rest. It is a place of comfort and self expression. Lots of self expression. Occasionally, it is even a place of art (though more often that is Mother Nature as a whole). At any rate, I like home and I like my room.