When I met my husband I had a home of my own and I lived alone. It seems like my whole life I had wanted a place to decorate and put my stamp on it. I went a little overboard with flowers and bright colors, but I loved that house and I still have the fondest memories of my first place. I found these pictures the other day. The quality is before digital so I did the best I could. Wanted to share them since I was walking down memory lane. Oh yeah, and my husband always sweetly refered to that house as my "Better Homes and Gardens House". It was, after all, a stark contrast to what I will call his rough bachelor pad.
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