I’ve always considered the kitchen to be my sister’s room, not because she does most of the cooking, although she does, but mostly because I’ve never really cared what the kitchen looks like, and she has. For years, and years, our kitchen was a nice soft pale yellow with blue accents, very Scandinavian. Cobalt blue…

So the other weekend, after the one interrupted by the flu, my sister and I headed over to our favorite flooring store to see if they had the same wood we put down in the living room and dining room, with the intent to put the same in the bedrooms and kitchen. Luckily, we were…

Because I just don’t get it. I’m sitting in my livingroom, inside my house, reading a book while my sister is watching television, or maybe we’re both on the computers with a baseball game in the background, minding our own business inside of our own home, when it happens. You can hear them a couple…

I had them, for this past weekend. The plan was to sleep in, then go to the flooring store where we purchased our wood flooring for the living room/dining room two years ago, and talk to them about having the bedrooms and kitchen done to match. We love our wood floors! It’s the best thing…