This post is coming to you from the lesser-half of Interiors by Kenz. Usually I’m the behind the scenes person, making the blog actually RUN. Today is different though; today I am going to tell you the tale of when I accidentally built a chicken coop when Kenz what as orchestra rehearsal.
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This is part 2 of the Musical Rooms saga.
TLDR: Aaron’s office was upstairs. We had a free bedroom in the basement he decided to move his office to. Then Karl got a drum set, and stole that room. Much moving has happened. They say that girls are indecisive. But I say, I’ve never moved an office 3 times. So…
Aaron didn’t change Karl’s paint color. And I wasn’t about to help. I wasn’t in the mood. I’m like the grumpy cat DIYer.
This post isn’t some clever tutorial or any piece of mind blowing creativity. It’s just a new set up of Aaron’s office in another basement room.
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We had a big ugly empty wall in the midst of some big ugly demo.
Engineer Prints are the bee’s knees smothered in cheese. I get mine at Staples, and these are the prices for each size.
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**This post was supposed to auto post Wednesday. And it didn’t. And then I was like “shoot… we’re home now, so I’m not allowed to post Disneyland posts anymore.” And then I was all “I’m the boss of my blog, and if I still feel high on Disneyland Magic, I can do whatever the fluff I want.” Celebrate if you must. Or skip it. But if you read it, you’re guaranteed to learn something new. Unless you have an unlimited knowledge of the Magic Kingdom.
This is the first thing that comes to mind when you think of Disneyland. Sleeping Beauty’s Castle.
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Greetings from California!
We’re having the best time ever 
Today’s quick Disney Design post is about The Haunted Mansion. It’s drenched in New Orleans spirit. The description from the official Disneyland site is as follows:
You are hereby invited to a spirited tour via “buggy” of the home and estate of a prosperous yet departed sea captain whose elegant 19th-century mansion in the New Orleans Square was once the setting for some of the most prominent social gatherings this side of the Mississippi.
I love how New Orleans is a perfect blend of French and American design elements.
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HAPPY FRIDAY! We are in Vegas. We stayed at the Excalibur last night. We’re now on our way to The Happiest Place on Earth to fill our souls with magic.
Kami, Parker, Aaron and I had an inspired idea to make matching Disneyland shirts. We decided to all have an element of “Keep Calm” and then something Disney related. Also, we decided to do Ninja Turtle colors. Completely Un-Disney related.
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Last Sunday, Karl came home with a drum set. At 11 PM. It ended up in Aaron’s new office.
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It’s been a week, and the popcorn chickens are blossoming into little ladies. I am obsessed with them.
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Two years ago today I married the most wonderful human on the planet. I have no doubt that Aaron and I were custom made for each other. There is no one on the Earth who could tolerate and love me so perfectly. Of that, I am positive. (I’m quite the terror, I’ve been told.) He is the ideal life adventure partner. He’s the Jones to my Indiana. The Brave to my Toaster. The Earhart to my Amelia. The fuel to my Cessna. The Drew to my Nancy. The Peeta for my Katniss. I could go on forever. Good thing our marriage will… go on forever.
Wow, anyway. Am I giving you a cavity with all this sweetness?
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For over a year I have been incessantly begging for chickens. It has been on my bucket list to raise chickens. Aaron keeps saying no. He’s been using zoning as an excuse. Today, I debunked that myth.
Ever since I’ve started eating gluten free, the amount of eggs I eat has doubled. I LOVE eggs. I eat eggs in every way possible. We buy eggs like Elizabeth Taylor bought jewelry.
Our anniversary is on Monday, and all I wanted was CHICKENS: the gift that keeps on giving. (Way better than Jam-Of-The-Month if you ask me.)
And I got chickens.
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