That's more like it: we've finally reached the point where we've got artwork on the walls, so it's starting to really feel like home now.

I felt bad for everyone who came to our open house last weekend since we were still kind of unpacking and putting stuff away (if I recall, Dusty was still putting blinds up in the living room when people stopped by!). Regardless, we had a great turn-out and an even greater time partying with our friends: who could forget a night full of the Riverside buffet bucket, a human pyramid and a bacon bikini. Coolest. People. Ever.

Today was my first weekend that I actually was able to roll my sleeves up and work on the house. Dusty spent the week working on some plumbing issues (like our whimpy shower) cleaning the floors. So I decided to tackle our scary-looking yard.

Aside from all the branches, leaves and pods in our yard, there is also a strange growth of numerous plants that I'm uncertain are weeds or decorative plants. Thankfully, the one thing that appears to be growing like crazy are the ferns. In face, there are so many sticking up their curly little leaves that they are pushing through the walkway and bricks on the little patio.

That being said: if anyone wants a fern, let me know and I'll dig one up for you ; )

After mowing and raking and picking up a 100 branches and sticks, I decided to celebrate my hard work by purchasing a little portable fire pit with some of the gift cards I was given at our house warming party (thanks Cameron, Val, Dale and Nadine!). It's not the best thing ever, but I know that I'll get to have some sweet revenge tonight on all those pesky sticks I had to pick up today as I roast marshmallows over them!