Co-ordination Station

It's not been the case very often in my life that anything around me has coordinated. But I saw this fabric in Nova Scotia this summer and bought a little bit for pillows, as the living room, as stated previously, needs a little pizzazz. So I made this valanc-y thing and it looks quite nice! Better than in the photo, anyway. I've also got these long dangly pinkish-red Christmas ornaments to hang there and they may be a year long item. Why not, give the neighbourinos something to discuss!

And the colour does look better on the couch than the pale blue, so I am happy with these as well! Speaking of neighbours, another one asked me to a Body Shop party in a couple of weeks, which, although I hit the Body Shop only during sales, I am happy to go to as it's nice being social and I am always game for a little gossip. And I may be having a Pampered Chef party in 2011, so I told her she could come to that. It's weird, this party malarky, though. Like Georgian England, visiting salons, with crappy entertainment and the added bonus of spending too much money. The ones I really hate are Partylight, the candle parties. What the hell? I am not going to spend a tenner on a tealight. Insane. But back to the sofa. Looks better in real life.

Here's some fog over the hills that I can see through the gap in front. The door is open to let a bit of light into the hall. Looking out through the inside glass door. Sometimes there are cats sitting in here in the sun. I love my house!

And Mae actually got a picture of the cat. Still alive. Waiting for food by the fridge. He's been particularly pissed since we have been more vegetarian. I am killing him slowly with butter and cream. He doesn't seem to mind.