We've been able to blend our contrasting tastes in decor quite well. Mike's pictures are above the bed and to the right of the bed; they're of old-timey guys on horses with their hunting dogs (how masculine). The pictures above the couch and the dresser are mine; they're of Bell Rock in Sedona and tepees. Somehow it all comes together.
On the other side of the couch is a sliding glass door to a balcony. Mike put a little refrigerator out there, which is stocked with dark beer and Two Buck Chucks from Trader Joe's. This is the view looking toward the mountains.
And here I'm looking at the Strip.
Pretty cool. Nothing can compare to the view I had at Linda Land, but you're not going to hear me complain--I can't believe I wake up here every day!
Like I said, we still have a shitload of stuff to do, and I really want to get almost all of it done before my grandson Connor arrives on Tuesday. He'll be here until September 3, and then I'm going back with him to spend some time in Albany. I haven't seen little Hazel since April--I miss her so much!
Hey, speaking of Connor... There's a teen idol kid named Grayson Chance who I swear is a dead ringer for my boy. You may have seen him on Ellen a couple of times.
I can't get over it--the resemblance is really freaky. Love that Connor's shirt is folded over so it says "Proud to be Awesone." Grayson Chance wishes he were that awesone!
Hope you're all having a great weekend! Now back to work for me...