The things I can accomplish when I don't blog:
I can reduce the size of the leak from my washer and purchase epoxy to hopefully eliminate it altogther, saving many hundreds of dollars.
I can paint the first wall of my kitchen green. (See preliminary before and after pics. The lighting for the after pic is terrible, so you can't really tell how pretty it is. Oh, and there's the sink full of dishes I was talking about. The lighting in the before pic is so good, you can't really tell how bad it really looked.)
I can recover the ottoman the cats turned into a scratching post.
I can do every stitch of laundry in the house and put it away.
I can make a giant pot of exactly fantastic black bean soup.
I can drive a friend to the store and to visit my mother.
And even more...but I still have a sink full of dishes!
Oh, and this...
I can paint the first wall of my kitchen green. (See preliminary before and after pics. The lighting for the after pic is terrible, so you can't really tell how pretty it is. Oh, and there's the sink full of dishes I was talking about. The lighting in the before pic is so good, you can't really tell how bad it really looked.)
I can recover the ottoman the cats turned into a scratching post.
I can do every stitch of laundry in the house and put it away.
I can make a giant pot of exactly fantastic black bean soup.
I can drive a friend to the store and to visit my mother.
And even more...but I still have a sink full of dishes!
Oh, and this...
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-gina
-gina
It was Casa Ramos. The Fair Street one. There is also one on East.
You sure know how to pose a tough question, 'cause I really like both things. It's just that blogging is less physically taxing and slightly more entertaining.
Everything looks nice in your pictures. I like the green you used in your kitchen (adding a little extra mental oomph since you said the lighting was bad.) Good job!
Glad to save you all the trouble. Lots of love back at you. Hope you're enjoying the season. Ours has been cold and foggy so far.
Ecclesiastes 2:11 “Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done and what I had toiled to achieve, everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind; nothing was gained under the sun.” (NIV)
http://www.hanson.net/site/hanson/section/44