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Fabulous Weekend

I had the most wonderful weekend. Clint and I did a little home organizing on Saturday and then a bunch of pool time. Then yesterday...nothing baby!!! I lounged in the pool, did some word finds and read.

Home Organizing:
We have zero pantry space. I need to see my food and I need it to be easily accessible and very well organized. We bought a cheapo pantry awhile back and had it in the garage. The problem with that is we live in Texas and the garage gets ridiculously hot so I decided to move it into the "eat in" kitchen area. Of course our eat in kitchen is so friggin' small, there was no way we were going to put a table and chairs there, so we originally had a little antique craftsman desk there. Out went the desk, in came the pantry. Then we decided we might need a few small bookcases to sit under the window for more storage. While at Lowes, we found these white cabinets. Well, white cabinets did not match the brown pantry so we then HAD to buy a new white pantry. So now, the eat in kitchen is a pantry and it is F A B U L O U S!!! Maybe a little white trash, but uhm well....if the shoe fits.

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