Man.  Where do the weekends go?  Nate and I are brilliant and decided to host a party this coming Saturday.  Our living room still isn't done.  Our house is a disaster. Well, the weekend got us closer to less of a disaster.  We got this.  I swear I'll have a reveal next week because it has to be done!  (There are some sneak peeks on our Instagram feed.)

Speaking of finishing rooms.  I'm a sucker and agreed to party with some of my favorite blog buddies.  We're making over a room by November 3rd.  Beings we've been working on our living room since June, this should be good. 

Occasionally I like to use this blog for good.  For something other than home show and tell. 

A good friend of mine is adopting and I'd like to help her out.  Christy was my roommate for a year during pharmacy school.  The fact that she didn't murder me is enough for me to do whatever I can to help her in her journey.  What? It's not that I had concerns about her being a serial killer.  It's just that I'm not easy to live with.  Ask Nate.  Or Ike.

Christy has started a blog, Adopting Baby Bonfig, to document their adoption journey.  She explains their decision to adopt here.  In much more eloquent terms than I could even begin to.