Blogging is Harder Than I Thought

It's true. Posting to the blog on a regular basis is far more difficult than I anticipated. I have PLENTY of content floating around in my head, but getting those posts on to this website has been a challenge (obviously). I have a newfound respect for the nearly 150 bloggers who I have listed in my Google Reader who do a fabulous job of posting regularly. Then again, maybe I'd have more time to devote to my own blog if I didn't read so many others. There's just so much good stuff out there.

We closed on our house a month ago today, and it's been a busy, busy month. We've gotten a lot done, but still have a lot do. In the midst of it, we're both working full-time, have had a steady stream of houseguests (which we love!), and we're desperately trying to enjoy every moment of summer before we sink into our winter hibernation. So, there hasn't been a lot of time for posting blogs.

Still, we've been productive and there's lots to share.

Perhaps most importantly, we've got a new roommate. My cousin, Mindy, has taken up residence and we're absolutely thrilled about it. She's so fun to have around (except for those times she guilts me into doing Turbo Jam workout DVDs with her in the living room - just kidding Mindy!). We're trying to show her all the awesome things about being a Hoosier, like taking her to the state fair for turkey legs and frozen bananas:

She's also been a huge help in unpacking and organizing. The baked goods that are regularly appearing on the counter don't hurt either. That's what Turbo Jam is for, right?

I'm hopeful that things calm down a little bit this week and I can take some updated pictures of things we've accomplished (and still hope to accomplish), and then get those posted here soon!

Now Taking Requests

Last week, we got a very special delivery to the house. It arrived in a old red pickup truck and a trailer.

Within minutes, this beauty was set up in what might normally be a formal dining room. Don and I are not exactly formal dining room people. If we're going to do formal dining, I'd prefer it be in a restaurant. But we knew when we designed the floorplan for this house that we'd need space for a piano, and this room was perfect with all of its natural light and open space.

The piano is a 1921 Kimball, and it was a gift from Don's parents. A very generous one, at that. They'd had it for years, and it went largely untouched for most of those years. While it's not in perfect condition and will need a little bit of love, it's absolutely playable.

In fact, I had a fabulous time going through my piles of music on Saturday and working my way through them. I'm rusty, that's for sure. But I'm so excited to have something to play on again!

Sorry for the crappy cell phone picture with bad lighting. But thanks to Don for taking it!

This room is right at the bottom of the stairs, and it's been so fun to come downstairs in the morning and see the piano there. Even though Don doesn't play, we both really, really love having the piano in our home. And after giving an impromptu concert to the cats over the weekend, I'm almost motivated to take some lessons again. Almost.