Hi. Mandi again.
I need to first say thank you if you left me a comment on my last post. Thank you thank you thank you. And if you didn't, maybe it's 'cause I offended you. Sorry. Sorry sorry sorry. I certainly don't mean to be offensive-- my internet usage was truly a problem for me in my life.
I still don't know where blogging fits in for me in terms of frequency, (am I a once a week blogger? I don't know) but I'm definitely not a quitter, so . . . here I am again. 'Cause I wanna chat. Thanks for being my friend, friend.
Now wipe the tear from your eye, 'cause I need to talk about something serious.
Serious as a 10 year old boy's pink bedroom.
And this is pretty serious.
And then, I put up more moulding, and it was even more pink next to the moulding.
And then I thought I was being this awesome mom, asking the 10 year old what color he wanted in his bedroom, and he's all,
"Red, orange, or yellow."
Hmm. No, no, and. . . . no.
I'm sorry-- I'm not adventurous. I'm a prude. I cannot do this. I haven't got the power. I could see an orange wall in someone else's house and love it.
It's just isn't in me. So I shot him down and asked again. And really, this was getting ridiculous, because all I wanted to hear was,
"Well, I would love a very neutral light blue, light green, or a very neutral gray, based on a well researched color you found on one of your favorite blogs, Mom."
And instead he said "Black". Oh hail, no.
I even tried a blue that I loved in another neighbor's house for a while.
Yeah. We played tic tac toe with someone else's paint. Jerk faces.
And I loved this color-- again-- in someone else's house. I have no cajones.
And so we "compromised" on gray. 'Cause you know, black is like gray 'n stuff.
What do you think? Is it better? More 10 year old boy?
The color is Sherwin Williams "Light French Gray."
I didn't pick the color because of it's name. I know what you were thinking.
I picked it because it was displayed in their brochure and it seemed very neutral. And light. And french.
And it had a cool name.
His little nook, though? A real sunuva B to paint. I was like laying on his bench, stomach down, with a roller in my hand. I didn't even remove the world's biggest pencil up there. I painted around it.
I will seriously punch myself in the face the day that pencil comes down and I remember what I've done.