Casa Jerle

I hate to revisit the whole it's-winter-and-I'm-depressed-and-have-no-ambition thing, but it's so true.  I am experiencing serious deficiencies in my creative writing skills, and so you, my four blog followers, are suffering, I'm sure.  And poor Lauren.  She too needs inspiration.

Since I was dumped as the Phat wedding planner, I am moving on to bigger and better things.  I hereby formally announce that I am Lo and Jesse's new designer specialist.  Together, Lo and I will be planning, thrifting, and re-doing Casa Jerle.  (Or Chateau Jerle, for any of you Centerites who recall the pretentious naming of a small rambler on Old Highway 14, clearly signed Chateau (insert surname here, deliberately left out to protect their identities) on their garage door.)  And we will be doing it on a dime.

I came up with this grand scheme plan after Lauren turned me on to a house remodeling blog.  I have spent an inexplicable amount of time on it this past week, and I admit, it has inspired me to move re-do some things around here.  But since I always do things to the nth degree, we will start with the Minnetonka hideaway first.