As promised

I want to show off some home photos.

First off, I believe I mentioned that my legs looked like overripe bananas after the move, and I wasn't kidding:



OOOOOUCH!!!!! I don't remember these happening, but it probably came from carrying boxes and/or large pieces of furniture down the stairs from the old house, hoisting them into the truck, and carrying them upstairs to our new place. The bruises weren't limited to my legs:



Seriously, this is how rumors get started, right? I remember someone telling me how she got a black eye, purely by accident, and had a few women come up to her to say that they hoped she got "the bastard who did that" put away. Thankfully, I didn't get the same treatment (my legs from the knee up are generally covered anyway). It's sad that many people come to the conclusion that bruises on a woman = ZOMGABUSE!!!! When I was a kid I got a black eye getting hit in the face with a tennis ball. Shit happens.

What a digression that was, huh? I hope this doesn't cause a whole bunch of wangsty comments. *shrugs* I moderate my comments, anyway, so I don't even have to publish that ones that are wangsty. ZOMGCENSORSHIP!

We've got our Blickenstaffs up:



as well as a few others:



The tree painting is by Larry Woromay, whose name spelling doesn't look right to me. Mike purchased the painting from his widow a few years ago. The Frankenstein photo is a print taken during the shooting of Frankenstein -- that Boris Karloff, in makeup, enjoying a cup of tea.

We've still got boxes to unpack (it's all CDs, which we need shelves for), but we got our LPs set up and my loverly green cabinets all sorted out:



I love that we found curtains to go with the cabinets! Target, baby, Target.

I decided to make a slip cover for our futon/couch:



I purchased that fabric on eBay several (maybe 12?) years ago, along with several other huge pieces of mid-century modern fabric. I never was able to find a good use for them, because that large of a print doesn't always translate well to garments.

The cats had quite a time exploring:





(Psst. . . that groovy pillow there is a case I made with some of that aforementioned fabric score.)



We haven't had stairs at our old place, so the concept of going up and down stairs is fairly new to the cats. Hopefully Ellie will shed some weight.







New sights and sounds are SCARY! We have train tracks close to us, and when the windows are open, those trains can be LOUD.

Don't worry, there has been time for relaxing as well:











Funniest photo ever:



I caught Luciano at the end of a yawn. This should make a great LOLCat.

Closeup:



I think that's it for now. I've been posting so many cat photos that I forgot what I was talking about.