make-overs
We're working on it, and it is by no means complete.
--the new clothes for this blog, that is.
#1 Son introduced it while it was still half-dressed, the experiment with the hair and make-up in its infant stages, and the back-drop under inquiry. But we're working on it. We are.
I sincerely hope that I don't rue this experiment as much as I do the other one I started this week. This one took place in my kitchen.
After much thought (and also a bout of spring fever), I decided to revolutionize the kitchen colors. Everything that was Geranium Red, which included one cabinet and four doors, was going to get a make-over. I was feeling brave.
As the Robin's Egg Blue went on slap-dash, it drew gasps from the card-players at the table last night. This is an opinionated crew, I'll say. And they don't mince words.
"It looks like a toy kitchen"
"I feel like we're in a cartoon."
"It reminds me of the nursery in Grandma Janet's old church."
"Shocking."
-and the clincher from Hubby:
"It's '1957'. They used to make a Chevy in that color."
That was it.
This morning, we delved into the cellar and found the Geranium Red with the rusted lid. I busied myself with the very same paintbrush, undoing the deed that was done the evening before. So satisfying to bury 1957 under that luscious red that we all loved!
Except.
The red paint streaked and clumped. It some places it dribbled. In others, it stuck. The more I tried to rectify matters, the worse things became. Attempts at swiping away the whole kit-and-kaboodle with a damp cloth sealed my fate. Well, at least this cabinet's fate.
We'll call it an antique now--an antique with tiny wisps of blue-green peeking from the edges.
Which brings me back to this site.
With my hair in pink curlers, my face covered in oatmeal-paste, and my false teeth in a glass by the sink (this is all proverbial, people!), may I ask that you bear with me?
I'll look pretty real soon.
Thanks.
--the new clothes for this blog, that is.
#1 Son introduced it while it was still half-dressed, the experiment with the hair and make-up in its infant stages, and the back-drop under inquiry. But we're working on it. We are.
I sincerely hope that I don't rue this experiment as much as I do the other one I started this week. This one took place in my kitchen.
After much thought (and also a bout of spring fever), I decided to revolutionize the kitchen colors. Everything that was Geranium Red, which included one cabinet and four doors, was going to get a make-over. I was feeling brave.
As the Robin's Egg Blue went on slap-dash, it drew gasps from the card-players at the table last night. This is an opinionated crew, I'll say. And they don't mince words.
"It looks like a toy kitchen"
"I feel like we're in a cartoon."
"It reminds me of the nursery in Grandma Janet's old church."
"Shocking."
-and the clincher from Hubby:
"It's '1957'. They used to make a Chevy in that color."
That was it.
This morning, we delved into the cellar and found the Geranium Red with the rusted lid. I busied myself with the very same paintbrush, undoing the deed that was done the evening before. So satisfying to bury 1957 under that luscious red that we all loved!
Except.
The red paint streaked and clumped. It some places it dribbled. In others, it stuck. The more I tried to rectify matters, the worse things became. Attempts at swiping away the whole kit-and-kaboodle with a damp cloth sealed my fate. Well, at least this cabinet's fate.
We'll call it an antique now--an antique with tiny wisps of blue-green peeking from the edges.
Which brings me back to this site.
With my hair in pink curlers, my face covered in oatmeal-paste, and my false teeth in a glass by the sink (this is all proverbial, people!), may I ask that you bear with me?
I'll look pretty real soon.
Thanks.
posted by thisrequiresthought at 9:00 AM
2 Comments:
I was wondering what was going on with your blog. I find the new makeover harder to read, but that is probably because I'm used to the old format. I'll look forward to seeing the finish product.
Sounds like you're also having fun with makeovers in the house too. I tend to be boring because I paint a room one color and then it stays that way forever. I also don't like to paint and wallpaper...another reason why my walls always remain the same.
about paint: I like to change things up a bit. It keeps life interesting!
about the blog: I agree about the colors, and Ben is putting the old design back until we resolve everything to my liking.
I'm a pretty particular mom.
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