I interupt my Saturday night horror movie to bring you a House Update.
I know my stuff. Give me zombies, werewolves or vamps anyday.
I'm watching a remake (or trainwreck) of The Howling, but it's more like The Stinking, because it stinks.
I know this because I've googled the ending, I'm downloading photos and I'm tweeting while listening to this stinky movie.
It's like a poor mans Twilight, made without the vampires and the trillion dollar budget.
And without Jacob Black, so yes it does particularly stink.
But I'm so happy to present to you our Fretwork.
Isn't. It. Divine ♥
We have two other ceiling roses to put up. I love them, but I don't envy the painter who has to paint them!