This morning I thought I would have green tea instead of coffee. AHA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!! Coffee has been brewed, and I've had some.
This is the last day to enter the worst Valentine's Day gift contest. (Don't worry: the winner isn't chosen by who has the worst story. It's random selection.) I encourage you to enter, not only because there is a $25 Amazon.com gift certificate on the line and because it makes me look good to my boss if there are lots of comments on a post, but also because I am SO ENJOYING reading the stories. Some of them are so appalling, but in the "slap your hand across your mouth" kind of way, rather than the "heart sinking in dismay" way.
Elizabeth has chosen the color for her new room. After a week of dithering between "aqua" and "aqua with pink corners" and "pink with aqua corners" and so forth, she was getting ready for school one morning and said, "I've decided, and it's my final decision: magenta." I borrowed one of her magenta gloves, drove to Home Depot, found one single color that met that standard, and bought it.
Paul has done two coats of it and is going to finish the third coat of it tonight. It is just as startling a color as you would imagine. Very pretty, too! But if we ever want to paint over it, I'm predicting eight coats of Kilz. Here's a screen shot from Behr.com, and keep in mind that not only is her room not that large (I think it's 11x9), nor as high-ceilinged, nor as sparsely/whitely furnished, nor as well-lit, but also we have medium-dark wood trim instead of white:
This color makes the "bright lilac" we used in the office look like a pale model-home lilac in comparison.
Gift ideas for an 8-year-old, part 1 of 2 - I have TWO 8-year-olds to buy for, so I’m going to split it up into two posts. Today will be the things we’re getting for Edward. I dislike saying “Gift id...