We moved into our house in February of 2011-which translates to nearly 18 months ago. And up until today, the only pictures in our living room were the family pictures on and around our fireplace. Decorating is not my thing, and it doesn't really bother me too much to not have anything on the walls. But today as we were doing some (late) spring cleaning, I noticed that our pictures were still hiding beneath the love seat, waiting ever so patiently for me to do something with them. Yes, today was the day. We finally have some pictures on the wall. I realize they are probably not fung schway, but I like them, and that's all that matters, right?