The Perils of Playing Suzie Homemaker

I'm blogging whilst wounded tonight, my darlings. A word to the wise: when you're scrubbing the glass from a picture frame, don't take it for granted that the edges are dull like all the glass in your other picture frames. Luckily, it's merely a flesh wound. Well, wounds.

Speaking of pictures, I ordered some:




That first is one I've wanted for eight years. The second is a new discovery. And yes, I'm a total LOTR addict.

Sometime soon, I'm going to be shopping Pike Place Market for some Chinese and Japanese landscape prints. I've got lotsa wall space to play with, and lotsa things I've wanted for a long time without having anywhere to put them.

This means, too, that I'll be buying some prints from my old friend Michael Smith-Sardior. He's got some phenomenal photos - go check out his site. I must, absolutely must, have that one of Wupatki. That's outrageously wonderful.

You'll be glad to know most of my settling in is done. All I have to do is pick up the bookcase for the mythology books, hang the bedroom curtains (darkness at last!), put up the last of my decorative stuff, and hang a few more bits and pieces of art. This means more substantial blogging coming up. Thanks for bearing with me through the chaos.