I've been a terrible blogger, but I wouldn't have had it any other way. I'm still at the beach with T and my girl gang of fab cousins - by tomorrow night we'll be setting them loose in DC - and since I've gotten here the idea of sitting behind a computer has been painful. As it should be, really. This is one of the prettiest places around... why waste time staring at a screen when I could be staring at my surroundings instead? Not to mention, laughing and being silly with the fam. But this morning I found myself in a rare quiet moment - everyone else still sleeping, my skin a wee bit too sunburned to justify running out to the beach early - so I thought I would (finally!) show you what'll be waiting for me at home tomorrow. Our kitchen floor... such a labor of love. We still haven't put in the molding on the edges - actually, given how crazy our July is I'm not sure if we're going to get around to it this month at all - but it almost doesn't matter to me. We've come so far... and our progress in this kitchen makes me truly happy. We still have lots of work to do in here, but I hope you'll agree with me that the new floors make everything look bright and shiny and new - even in a 100+ year-old house.