Spell check doesn't seem to be working tonight, so be forewarned, I've butchered the English language with no apologies. Tread lightly.
It's all or nothing here in blog land recently. Tonight, despite working a very full day, running errands afterwards, meeting with a carpet guy, cleaning, cooking and painting most of our bedroom, I'm ready to plow forward into the night (including going back to work once done here). I also have nowhere to sleep with wet paint on the walls and clutter piled everywhere to make room for our redecorating. If it wasn't so bloody cold outside tonight I'd be tempted to curl up on the hammock (bundle up kiddies, it's getting down into the 30s tonight!).
I mentioned in blog numero uno tonight that Emily had sewn a new valance this past weekend. Here it 'tis for your viewing pleasure. While in Hawaii with her parents a few years ago, we picked up some fabric, and this is some of it. Also in the works is a valance for the window in the dining room (of similar design), and eventually some slip over palm frond covers for our ceiling fan.
And that planter you see on the other side of the window, which I built about six months ago, will have to come apart to make room for the pergola we bought a few days ago. The good news is that I can transplant everything that's in there, and relocate the planter since it's basically four panels screwed together, but have no idea what to do with the dirt that's going to come pouring out of it.
Adjacent to the new valance are some pictures we've gotten up on the walls from our recent trips to the islands. We have room for a few more and will get around to that eventually. The waterfall in the middle there was just north of Honolulu, I hiked through the rain to it this past July 4th while over there on a business trip. Brenna's destruction is directly below.
Here's a sneak peak of the paint color in our bedroom. We're moving our curtains from the living room into here, replacing the asian ones. Again, ignore the crap, all of Emily's clothes are now in Brenna's play crib, since she no longer has a dresser (well, we consigned hers today and her replacement one is in the front room in a box).
Turn back now if you're squimish. Changes abound everywhere, including my face. In honor of the great bearded bass man, Mike Watt. It's going to get worse before it gets better.
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