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Welcome to My Home....

So, I've been nagged enough that I finally took pictures of our new home to share.  I LOVE taking pictures.  But I am not a fan of taking pictures of rooms/ house.  I am terrible at that.  I can't ever seem to get the lighting nor the angle right, so I generally get frustrated and stop.  So sorry some of the pictures are kinda crummy but I did my best.


It is like a game of where's Haley.  She found her way in most of my pictures.  
Entry table which Ian found of Craigslist.  And most of the decor items are from garage sales.  I am not happy with the how the items are coordinated.  I might redo some of the items later..but for now it works.  
Haley's room, which you all have seen before


Guest bedroom.  The bedspread was $13 on sale at Target.  Bed was my bed that I had growing up at my parents.  Night stands were from an antique store (and they were super cheap too!)  This bedroom is not really finished.  I have curtains to make for the double windows and need to hand some stuff on the walls so this is all you get of this room for now.  

I love this chair. 
Guest bathroom

I need to find something to decorate the empty spaces up there.  Or I might leave it.  Who knows.

Kitchen


Dinning area
Master bedroom
Again
Again
Master bathroom
Haley likes turning on and off the water, and I just noticed the toilet paper is on the holder the wrong way which drive me crazy
Shower
Family room, picture really doesn't do it justice


The conversational sofa I sent Ian to St.Louis (Craigslist) to pick up.  It has really grown on me, and it looks so much better with the pillows.   Oh ya, we got the coffee table and end table from Craigslist too.  OH AND the area rug.  I could probably just list what we DIDN'T get off Craigslist.
I am big fan of the carpet
Ian's man cave, dressed up with a woman's touch. 
I got the rug off of Craiglist
Yup and I got the bar stools off Craigslist too

Another bedroom, which I am going to use as my craft room for now.  
Downstairs bathroom--this one was thrown together, but I really like the green!



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Rachelle T. said…
Love it! My favorite room is your kitchen :)
6/06/2012 5:00 PM
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