It was recently brought to my attention that I do not show off my tree house as proudly as my Bath house, and that is true. While I am happy and in love in Florida, there are just parts of this house that will always be an unforgivable eyesore and I am powerless to change them. Actually, I can change the curtains, I'm just not in the mood to spend money on curtains right now. Here is Rocco in our mostly clean home, the soundtrack is Zooey Deschanel's Winnie the Pooh song on repeat.
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| Rocco on the cow stool that my Aunt Clemmie made for me when I was a baby. |
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| The floor is not crooked, my lampshade is. I spy cutest Seabag in the land, cutest polka dot stools of all time, and an ant infested kitchen that is not photograph-able. |
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| Best Goodwill purchase. |
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| Some WSE beauties above the tv, cutest tv stand, cutest concentrated face. |
My bedroom is off limits right now because I decided to overhaul all four seasons of clothing at once in there. Rocco's bedroom is off limits because Emma is our guest this week. My bathroom is off limits because if you've seen one seashell sink you've seen them all.
