This past weekend, I left my cozy apartment to spend a couple of days at my brother Wes and his fiance Megan's place a few miles away. I was dogsitting their hideously awesome dog, Owen, while they were both out of town. Sometimes, a change of scenery is exactly what's needed. A new environment to mix things up a bit. (Plus they have way better food at their place than I have at mine.) Staying at someone else's apartment always makes me feel like a little kid. Like I'm at a slumber party without any friends or something. At least I had Owen! Still, every morning when I woke up, I had a moment or two where I looked around and thought "Oh my God, where am I?!" Kind of a terrifying feeling, especially in the early hours of the morning. I was always brought back to reality by a snoring Owen a room away, oblivious to the remarkably loud noise he somehow produces. He's lucky he's so darn cute.
(That little canvas was my Christmas present to Wes & Megan a couple years ago. I posted a DIY tutorial a while back if you're feeling crafty!)