Can Do Tude

Nothing like an expected week of day-time sideline to catapult me forward to action. Who knows if I will even be downtown past Tuesday, but the idea of objection your honor all week made me tap into a reserve of energy I'm still not sure I had. I am utterly pooped out of my mind. So, I'll just share several pictures to tell the story for me. The baby nursery needed better texture and paint. So, a light fresco-ish application of joint-compound and clean, creamy wall-color will be the final product.

Using the spoons God gave me: [Again with the Paula Dean-isms]

Wondering why Brent thought this angle was a good idea:


Pretty sure Adele makes most things worthwhile: [if you do not have her album, get it. Right now. ADELE: 19]

We had a dead tree:

Brent had a captive audience: [cute I might add. And cute how COOL they think Dad is with a chainsaw]

Hello. Hello. Do you like my hat? I do! I like that party hat! Goodbye. Goodbye.

Fire wood: [not including the kid]

The nursery is primed. Zero VOC/Low Odor primer wasn't zero-odor, but it was only about 77 degrees out, so I had the window wide open the whole time. I will take pictures of the progress and final product once I figure out how I got this much done.