Ready for some upstairs drywall action? (If you missed my downstairs drywall post you can catch it here: ATG&D Dream Home | Downstairs Drywall.) I snapped this first picture as I was walking from our main level to the upstairs. It’s a great look at our 2-story entryway in its entirety, with our temporary front door, sidelights,

Okay, so remember when I posted about the end of our framing process and was all, “You guys – it totally looks like a house now!”? (It was the penis/pantry/ultrasound one…you remember.) I really thought it did but some of you were still all, “Yeah…no.” This post is for you. The drywall is up and

I promised you a post about siding and stone, and I’m here to deliver! Some of you (a.k.a. Alert & Awesome) may remember all of that exterior inspiration I was drooling Chardonnay over earlier this summer. By the time we needed to make our exterior selections G and I were pretty set on a black

Happy 2016! I hope you all had a wonderful holiday season and are kicking your new year off with a bang! Ready to return to house talk? For the record, G and I never stopped. It’s pretty much all we talked about in 2015 and will likely dominate our 2016 as well, so if you see us

We moved in! I say “we moved in!” versus “we’re all moved in!” because while technically all of our things are out of storage and within the parameters of the shingles and siding you see below, the reality is I just had to climb over fifty-eleven-hundred boxes to reach my desk and laptop. In fact, as I write this

You guys! We are moving into our house in ONE WEEK!! If there’s ever been a time for all caps, THIS. IS. IT. Our house is 95% finished, and I’m all the way in love. Even though we haven’t moved in yet, it’s obvious we’re in a committed relationship, so I’m finding myself treating it like a new

I was going through the fifty-eleven-hundred* photos I have of new windows in our house, and window-themed clichés wouldn’t get out of my head – most notably the whole “eyes are the windows to the soul” one, only my brain kept twisting it up into “windows are the eyes of the soul.” Which doesn’t make