Since moving into this house, one of my most persistent delusions has been that someone will see my house and decide to put it on a blog or in a magazine or something. I'd never actually send house pictures into Apartment Therapy or anything (fear of rejection?) but I've always wanted nice pictures, not crappy iPhone pictures, of the house. Leslie and her fancy new camera were here last week, and while we didn't have time to wallpaper any ceilings or sew any curtains (both of which were in the plans) in between cooking chaos (my mom was cooking for a wedding for 200 in the kitchen) and kid chaos, we snapped a few pictures. When she comes back in October, we'll tackle the rest of the house.