Tuesday, August 11, 2009

paint paint paint

Painting normal walls is significantly easier than painting fake wood paneling. Last weekend Zach and I finished the family room, making the green wall much much greener. And I never have my camera with me anymore, so this terrible phone picture will have to do...no the wall isn't horrible yellow green, at least it wasn't when I left...



We also painted the bedroom. So much easier than the family room, now I like painting again. It's the best blue! and will be cuter with my sheer white curtains and you know, furniture.


I'm really excited to put up the before and after pictures...once the rooms are a little more complete. I'm hoping that we have completely ungrandmafied it.

Other things to note! Look how adorable my kitchen utensils are! They go pretty well with our dishwasher, and our stove-car.


I miss the beach during summer in Colorado...a lot. But everytime I do it starts thunderstorming outside and makes me feel lots better. Zach seems to think that I'm weird for staring out the window at it until it passes....but how can you not?! it's amazing. It's also amazing that it can be sunny and warm and then I look out the window again and it's doing this:


SO much hail, and so much lighting, and SO much rain I could barely see the building next to mine, it felt like we were in a very tropical storm. Charlie is not a huge fan of these. It was even big enough to drive the drag queen out of the pool.... where he(she?) usually stays all day (and people come out to "show" him to their friends...like he's part of the circus, it's weird, maybe he likes the attention?)
On friday I leave for California! Hoorah!! The lineup:
Friday night: Girls sleepover!
Saturday afternoon: bridal shower
Saturday night: bachelorette party in SB
So excited!!

1 comment:

Stickfigure Darcy said...

1) I thought that Zach was painting in a towel. Upon closer inspection, he's not. I think I'm kinda disappointed.
2) I want to see your drag queen.
3) I can't tell you how horrifically disappointed I am that I can't go to your bridal shower/bachelorette party and how jealous I am of everyone who can. Seriously, there are no words. No words. None. F**k. Okay, maybe one.

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