My Wee Partridge, Take 2

Awww. 

She looks so happy.

Home Sweet Home

We finally have a home! And by home, I mean a place where we shall be living for the foreseeable future as opposed to just a few months.

Home. Isn't that word sweet? 

Here's a pictorial tour of our two bed, two bath apartment. We've never had so much space, y'all. I feel like I can breathe!

This is our family room. It's rectangular and deep. As you can see, we had just brought in all our personal belongings, which from this picture appear to be an assortment of duffle bags and backpacks. Classy: we has it. 

In Which I Reveal My Obsession with Candles

I am not writing to let you know that my commissary doesn't carry Dutch-process cocoa and how my plans for brownies are crushed, or that I accidentally bought "Organic Biologique" lettuce, or that I somehow  decided Tostitos and French Onion Dip would go great together. Or how I saw an old man in short shorts. Definitely not going there.

I am writing to tell you about an obsession. Here is my most recent acquisition of said obsession. 

Why hello there, gorgeous . . .