Jay and I had a busy weekend doing home improvement projects. After living in this house for about a year an a half, I finally got around to painting the girl's room. It needed it desperately. The previous owners had slopped some paint on the walls when they put it on the market, but they basically only painted the dirty spots and the color they used was different than what was on the walls. It was a sight. It is now a lovely pale green with white trim. It really is amazing the difference a coat of paint makes.
Lets just say, mine doesn't look like that. It's slightly lopsided and not nearly as neatly made. I am a crafting retard. (Maybe I'm being too hard on myself though because when my mom came home she picked it up and said, "Oh, how cool." And when Jay came home he asked me where it came from, like it was possible that I actually bought it or something. Not like, "Where did this piece of garbage come from? Have you been dumpster diving again?") My next art project is going to be to stencil some designs on the girl's dresser. Hopefully this project will not end in me needing to buy new furniture.
The boy came back from Orlando with a raging, blister filled sunburn. He has basically spent the first official day of summer sitting on the couch and trying really hard to a.) not move and b.) ignore his sister, who keeps laughing and telling him the skin on his back looks like an alligator. I may be in for a long summer.
Well, it's getting late and I think I'm going to crawl into bed with the new David Sedaris book. It has so far lived up to the hype and made me laugh out loud.