So here is to my day and my confessions....

This is where my day usually begins.... It looks calm and peaceful, but don't let that fool you, lurking around every two hours at least, is a router problem that disconnects me from the Internet. I don't know how I became one with the internet or when, but I can tell you, I am not calm in the middle of a project when it goes. No, I don't play the base violin, it's purely decorative along with the tennis ball that's placed by Noah, Adrian or Kurt. -and Nick S.if you're reading this, we are replacing the router.

This is my perfectionism contrary to what it may look like, I can not go out of

my house or begin my day too long without my bed made. I even make my hotel bed, -anybody out there that can relate. MaryAnn? So this is to post about the awesome sheets I bought at Sam's with 1,200 thread count. mmmmmm..... for Christmas, they are the best. I washed them today for the first time. no, they weren't on for a month, well, maybe 2 weeks though. -Ummmm they were not as soft, when I took them out of the dryer, dread, maybe fabric softener?
This is the confession of the tiling project that will not end. I sort of had to tear some off because I couldn't stand the corner lines not matching up, then the backing to the wall came off with the tiles and then,.....and then, yes, you're catching on. It will be the spare bathroom in our basement for guest that are brave.

I just like this picture and it was time to take a break on confessions. they are so sweet-
Confession number 2- This little innocent tree died on me, and it wasn't cheap when I bought it on sale, so I decided if people can spray Christmas trees, why could't I spray this to make it look alive again. My first guest arrived for Bible study that night and stood by the tree exclaiming "what's that smell, it's something, hmm, what is that" I was caught, it didn't smell like the lavendar that I pointed to, and it certainly wasn't evergreen scent. My secret was out and we laughed! You could spray the day ahead of guest coming-
I only like working in the basement if I have a tape of Narnia on or talking to Christen while we work. I also work with a phone cradled between my neck and shoulder if you want to talk.

This is for the Starbucks feel I'm trying to accomplish in my project/basement. Ash and I painted the fireplace, first cream then this "mocha" color wash because she got a parking ticket and wanted a job. She hates parking tickets. She's also commisioned to paint a huge picture for me to put on the fireplace, yes, I will have original art work. That's a little promotional for Ash in case she gets another ticket.

That's "some" of my confessions for now, just to let you know that they don't go away when you get older. - love to you all! -Annette