Reason #347 why Wilson and I love our house: two owls live in our backyard. We are OBSESSED with these owls. They are so cool — they hoot at each other throughout the day and night and fly across the sky to search for food. A much cooler way to do grocery shopping.
As the weather gets warmer, the owls have become more active and Wilson and I have had more lucky sightings of these awe-inspiring creatures. Wilson refers to them as the Owl Gang, speaking of them with as much reverence and respect as one would a U.S. president.
“Come here my brothers!” he called out to them the other night after a few bourbon drinks, “I am one of you!” He anxiously awaited for his acceptance into their gang.
They didn’t respond.
As do any celebrity, the owls have an entourage of crows that follow them, trying to poach the reward of their strategic hunts. Wilson is currently in the throes of crafting a master plan to take down these parasites, which involves the cloak of nighttime, our upstairs window and a 22. As bailing out my husband for using a firearm within city limits is not within my #plasticforkbudget, he is revising the logistics.
Left to his own devices, Wilson could either discover the cure to cancer or accidentally burn our house down. You just never know.
Our next-door neighbors have also joined in our fascination with the Owl Gang. We often exchange owl-sighting stories and they even snapped a few photos of one of the owls’ round little faces. Every celebrity is stalked by paparazzi.
Needless to say, things have gotten a little out of hand with our owl obsession. It also goes without saying that the owls are just one part of why we love this little home so much. In an effort to be more #grateful for how #blessed I am, I am sharing some of my favorite photos of the house.
This is the glass coffee I got a little confrontational over with an innocent lady. I’d say my attitude paid off.
Our house is cozy and therefore there is no entryway. You use the word “cozy” when politely referring to a house that is really freaking small. Because of this, the room required impact, expertly delivered by these oversized lamps and bright colors throughout the room.
I’m writing a bookshelf styling post so stay tuned for some ideas…
Hanging plates on walls is the shit.
You can learn a lot about a person by their bookshelf — who is most important to them, what books they read, the knick knacks they display to savor fond memories…
My attempt in styling the husband
shit stuff. We like to have access to alcohol in almost every room.
The birthplace of the brocart.
A simple Target project that makes this little bathroom look stylish.
My favorite crystal and china pieces, including my absolute favorite Vietri piece.
My blue and white dining room. These DIY lucite drapery rods were some of Wilson’s and my finest work.
We look very distinguished because of our beautiful barware, but it’s a farce. I purchased nothing in this picture, all of these pieces were wedding gifts. We did buy the liquor. #whatmattersmost
OUR TUB! This thing is such a specimen of beauty and craftiness. The fact that Wilson not only found this gorgeous claw-foot tub on Craigslist but that he also hauled it in the back of his Yukon is one of the main reasons why he’s the absolute bomb. You go girl.
I love the old-fashioned chrome fixtures. I love anything shiny.
Hope you enjoyed my Tuesday trip down memory lane…