All I really wanted for Christmas was to paint my living room black (why did I have to wait for Christmas, you ask? Because I could not justify spending $30 frivolously, but reasoned that Christmas money didn't count. Reasoned might not be the right word.) . As soon as we got off the plane from our trip (it was lovely, that you for asking), we went straight to Lowe's, came home, and started painting. I even sacrificed going out on New Year's to get it done (note to A, who graciously let us crash her family thing down down the street- thanks, and I hope that strange man was gone when you woke up.). So up went the paint, and after rearranging things literally a million times I think I know where I'm going with everything. I'm kind of being angsty about putting fresh holes in the wall, but I'm sure the feeling will pass.I foolishly thought I would be done with both the living room and the kitchen (which is being treated to a new, more vibrant green), so I told friends that while they couldn't have the pleasure of my company for New Year's, they were welcome to come over for soup and wine (my usual offering, and I'm glad I found someone to appreciate it because my family is finding it increasingly less charming) on Saturday, and now it's Saturday and I spent all my money on paint so what an I going to make?
The black is working, though; I'm glad I did it, even if I did have to ghettoize a bunch of furniture to the basement. I'm sure I'll figure out where to paut the art and mirrors. Now looking for a smallish wood bookshelf, if anyone has any leads. And, always, more art; must bribe child into making something outsider-y.
Oh, and the above picture is from Domino (*swoon* although they need to cool it with the randonm celebrities- Katie Joel, I'm talking to you- and send Miles Redd to go live on a kibbutz somewhere before they give him another spread), not me, and I will even say that I like our room more.
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Smallish like how? Because I will keep my eye out. You should invite me over for tea sometime (even though I don't drink tea).
hmm,maybe a foot or so high (tall enough for 1 row of hardback books), 4 feet wide? that sort of thing. in a medium shade of wood. is that too picky? thanks for thinking of us.
and i have tea with caffeine! and usually some gluten-y thing that i can't help myself from baking, even though i can't eat it. we should make it before 1/20, but we should talk about what to do for the bairn on obama day.
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