I really, really, really hate painting.
But I can’t hang with white walls.
I know that white walls are the Thing right now.
And I tried. Really, I did. I can see the allure: crisp, fresh, bright. Also, no need to paint.
But honestly? It felt like I was in a rental. Nothing wrong with rentals…but I think because we lived in one for so many years, it made it feel like this house wasn’t ours somehow. I know that’s weird, but brains do weird things to hearts sometimes.
This PERFECT shade of aqua is now in the girls’ room. It’s not too blue. Not too green. Not too light. Not too dark.
{It’s called Water Drops by Benjamin Moore.}
I’ll share an after pic of their room when I’m done hanging stuff on walls.
The Bigs had skate camp this week.
She usually has no interest, but this time, she asked if she could do it too.
After a week of camp, I don’t think she can even really stand on her board still, but she says she had fun.
Plus, those curls looked darling coming out from under her helmet. Not all was lost.
Two cute little fluffy gray bunny rabbits live in our front bushes.
They only come out in the earliest hours of the morning and you have to be real quiet to catch a glimpse.
Keeping It Real Moment #498: I hate cleaning my stove top.
Chances are, if you come over, my house will be mostly tidy. Mostly.
But the stove top will likely be dirty.
Because sometimes I just can’t. Something’s gotta give and apparently it’s my stove.
The kids found this old mix tape I made when I was a wee tyke.
I haven’t listened to the whole thing, but it’s a crack up. I wasn’t even fancy enough to have a dual cassette player, so it’s literally a taping of a radio station…one boombox sitting in front of another boom box.
I was super high tech.
Also, super allowed to listen to music that is super inappropriate.
For example, the very first song: Push It by Salt N Peppa. Which, I still know every word to.
That was my jam. Back in ’86. When I was SIX.
{Also, PLEASE go watch that video. It will make your day. And you will dance. Which is awesome. Bonus points if you can do the backwards Cabbage Patch.}
Also inappropriate?
This guy who was awfully quiet.
Because his mouth was stuffed with mini cupcakes I was saving for after dinner.
Including the wrappers. Fiber. He’s got it.
I have a whole post brewing in my head.
But I have to find the words.
The ones that are just right.
But the sneak peek is that my girl…well, she’s basically walking.
While Hen and Lu were at skate camp, I ran into a hardware store to buy paint…and while SUPER INCONVENIENT, I thought “well, now’s as good a time as any…” so I let her walk.
SHE ROCKED IT.
I’ll share more. But my heart needs to think more.
Have you heard of Royal Family Kids Camps?
They are a week long summer camp for foster kids. It’s a ridiculously cool program. Our church puts one together, and while I would LOOOOOVE to be a counselor one year, it’s hard to sneak away for an entire week with my own littles to care for.
I was humbled and terrified when I was asked to come speak to the kids one of the nights. The Bible story was David and Goliath.
I spoke for about 10 minutes, but what I basically said was “Everyone has Giants. EVERYONE. You’re not the only one. They just look different for different people. Even the people who don’t LOOK like they don’t have anything bad or wrong going on in their lives. THEY TOTALLY DO. But you gotta show up. Every day. Just like David did. And no matter how big your Giants are, God is still good. Always. No matter what.”
Jill sat there and looked cute. The usual.
And the kids fell all over themselves loving on her. A big group immediately came up with small gifts for her. Gifts that were given to THEM that week. Gah. It was almost more than my heart could bear.
And I wanted EVERY LAST ONE to come home with me.
Jesus needs to come back.
How ’bout you? What’d you do this week?
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Looks like you had a very full week!
cheers!
xox
Looks like you had a very full week!
Cheers,
xox
Yes to Salt n’ Pepa! And yes to taping songs off the radio! Except all I had was this little hand held cassette recorder (one of those that were used for recording memos, etc.) and I would hold it up to my clock radio when my favorite songs came on SLY 96, etc. Talk about ghetto. I remember playing those tapes years later and could hear my mom talking in the hallway, the television in the background, etc. The background noises actually became great memories.
I love that shade of mint, consider it boosted. Someday i will paint Miss A’s room, replacing the tan walls and this is the perfect shade… of course, that means i will paint the other walls… white LL or a varying shade thereof…
My week? Not appropriate for a public forum. I will say it was an almost 60-hour hour work week with a lot of teeth gnashing. Interspersed with quality (late night, we-don’t-need-no-stinking-bedtimes quality) family time. And beer. And maybe some wine. And chocolate. Don’t judge…
Best,
Caryl
Ok, I’m just gonna say it. GO JILLY!!!!!
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