Home sweet home

Before actually moving into this rental house in February, I'd lived in apartments/dorms for the last...oh, ten and a half years or so.  So actually living in a HOUSE with SPACE and a BACKYARD is something of a revelation to me.

A few of these revelations and new experiences...

 - Constantly Swiffering hardwood floors.  Which was driving me crazy.  On a daily basis.  Sooooo...there's now this little robot roaming around our home on a daily basis around noon. Craig finally talked me into a Roomba.  We've named it Chalupa...you know, because it's round.  And we love Mexican food.  It seemed semi-logical at the time...plus I think Craig thought I might love it even more if we gave it a name.

Craig said I wasn't allowed to put this picture on the blog because he basically hates all pictures of himself, which he is DEFINITELY going to have to get over (hello, have you met me and my camera??)...so I just did some strategic editing.  I promise he's smiling really big.  Next time I just won't ask him and post it anyway.

 - So many rooms I didn't know what to do with them...especially while I was waiting for the rest of the furniture (you know, that whole roommate bit) to show up.  Now, though...we've done a fairly excellent job of filling every nook and cranny to the max.  And there are even things on the walls!

 - Buying things in bulk.  Like paper towels.  I actually have somewhere to put them.  Oh, and there's this thing called a garage.  It's so cool.

 - Outdoor space!!  And the option to do things like plant herbs (I have some exploding basil going on, which I'm very excited about)...

...and enjoy a patio/deck (especially now that it's shaded due to this cool canopy thing Craig and Dad put together - good work, boys!)...

...and use real flames to transform normal food into grilltastic meals.  Boys come with some cool stuff.

Now, please excuse me while I go do things like learn how to steam mop and pull 3 foot weeds (eeekk!) from our flowerbeds.