Come On In! Da Club...

Here in Michigan, we are still seeing way to much of this:So, I've have plenty of time to think about my decorating.

You have seen our family room before:
Before I even knew who the Nester was, (I think) it fit her criteria for a good decorating plan. (If you don't know who the Nester is, check out the side of my blog and click on her button. She has amazing style, and she gives great decorating tips.) Since you can't reach me, I'll just pat myself on the back~

Grouped seating away from the walls (check).
Plenty of seating to encourage conversation (check).
Open the blinds (check).
Use lamps not overhead lighting (check).
Remove clutter (check).
Music (check).

But the (NEVER ENDING!!!) winter weather (has made us STIR CRAZY!) has brought some decorating changes to our family room... and I don't think Nester would approve of them~

This is the couch shoved up against the window sill. Yes. Touching the window sill...All the furniture is spread out and NOT conducive for conversation anymore. The blinds are drawn so the neighbors CAN NOT see what we are doing, AND we also added some clutter to the floor...Welcome to what we now refer to as , "DA CLUB":




However there is music playing. But it's not classical or relaxing or in the background ...And it is Very LOUD...

It all started New Year's Eve at our annual party. We thought it would be fun to try out our Wii Dance, Dance, Revolution with our friends. We were having so much fun, we almost missed the ball dropping! My sister and her husband ended up spending the weekend with us (!) because we were having so much fun! Every weekend since then (and during the week if we get the boys to bed early!), this is what we've been doing:

This sure has changed the decorating around here:

BUT~Winter doesn't seem so bad these days. Even though the economy stinks, and it is super cold and snowy~ we have been hanging home with neighbors, friends, family and all the kids having a blast.

I wonder what the Nester thinks of Disco Balls...


(Don't be too jealous~I still stink at dancing...)