Painting Is Not Like Coloring...

I am a perfectionist but I like things done quickly.

My husband is a perfectionist who likes things done perfectly.

That is one huge problem.

I once painted over dining room wallpaper.

Not in this house.

It was wallpaper in the morning and clean lovely off white paint by the end of the day.

My husband was in shock.

It took him a long long time to get over it.

Oh well...

We were transferred before anything bad happened.

Whew!!!

We have never painted any walls in any houses we have ever owned any color except for a sort of creamy eggshelly color. 
We have tons of hanging stuff...quilts and paintings and other treasures.

Color scares us.

Better put...color scares me.

My husband is begging for color in our master bathroom...

which is still not done.

Shower door not in, fixtures not ordered, etc.

We had other stuff to do while the shower door was ordered...go to Maine,

play, watch movies, play, watch football, and play.

We finally bought paint. 

A color...

iceberg blue.

So light it looks almost white but it is blue.

Iceberg blue.

My husband spent the entire day yesterday in our master bath.

He sanded and patched and covered and prepped and taped and worried about painting the ceiling and making a mistake.

There is still no sign of iceberg blue on the walls.
We are not painting today.
I am postponing the shower door installation for another week.
This is way too much pressure!!!

I could paint the walls myself and surprise him.

What do you think about that?

This is iceberg blue!!!

Say Hello To My Little Friends...

I think that is a line from one of my husband's favorite movies but it applies here.

There is a shop...unfortunately just around the corner from me...and most of my pumpkinnny ( coined word ) treasures came from there.

My goal in life when I stopped teaching was to work there part time until I realized that would not be a good thing for me.

Seriously.

I love this wreath.

I love this time of year.

 I love taking out all of this stuff.

And there is more.

Lots more.

See?

This autumn bad boy is from Bath, Maine and one of my faves...

but

they all are.

Making homemade pizza today from a book I reviewed for AmazonVine.

I love playing with dough.

I will let you know how it turns out in a future post.

We love nothing better than a simple Friday supper...tonight pizza and salad and a chance to catch up on television that we missed during the week.  I love to stay in on Friday evenings.

What are you doing tonight?

Pumpkins Abound...And A Review Or Two...

It looks like a real live pumpkin, doesn't it?

It is my most treasured and fave pumpkin...from my collection.

It came from one of my favorite shops in Maine...Stonewall Kitchens.

I love when October nears so that I can pop this bad boy on the kitchen table and just watch him lovingly for a month.

Hate the color orange in clothes but love it in pumpkins.

I am craving pumpkin pie right now, too.

I feel as though I have been reading nonstop.  I just finished these books within the last week or so...

The Unbecoming Of Mara Dyer...loved it.

Rival...loved this even more...beautifully written.

Frost...loved it.

So Near...not in love with this one but it was good.

Drink, Slay, Love...this one was amazing...adored it...

and

Once Upon A Time There Was You...not so much enamored with this one.

I think I am all over the place with reading material but I kind of like that.

Detailed reviews are on Goodreads.

Someone loves her stroller after 10 days in Maine so I am walking her up and down the street at least once a day.  Our block is only two blocks big and the blocks do not connect so we have to walk up the street and down again.  We are in a neighborhood where no one really knows anyone else that well...so we always get weird looks.

Thank goodness Lucy is thick skinned.

Happy Thursday!!!

Green Peas In The Freezer!!!

There are still no groceries in our house.

But I am planning on getting lots tomorrow.

Today I had to wait for the Morvent Man.

He tunes up all of our stuff.

Furnaces.

Air conditioners.

He gets us ready for winter.

By the time he left my grand grocery shopping plans were down the tubes.

Big time.

I have to go early in the morning or I hate it.

Just the way I always hated stopping for groceries after school.

I like these jobs done.

I have to trek far for my favorite stores.

Fresh Market

Whole Foods

Trader Joe's

They are far far away.

At least 25 minutes.

So tonight is sushi night.

I am getting some yummy Tempura Soup with Soba noodles to help my cough.

Cough cough cough...

Back to the green peas.

Yesterday I made little baby meatloaves.

In muffin cups.

So cute.

But that was all we had until I found the peas.

It was like finding buried treasure.

I pulled dinner out of my hat...lol.

I have tons of books to talk about...and I can't wait to see the newest Kindle Tablet being released tomorrow...it is called...

Kindle Fire!!!

I read an Elizabeth Berg book today from NetGalley.

It was good but I didn't love it.

I used to love her.

Do you ever feel as though you have outgrown some of your favorite authors?

Getting Back Into The Swing Of Things...

I try to anticipate different aspects of life.

Prepping to go away.

Actually going away.

Coming home from going away.

My life is all about making sure everything runs smoothly.

So...

when things do not run smoothly...I tend to...hmmm...how shall I put this...

fall apart?

Yep...that is the way to put it.

So today...it is all about getting Patty and Den's life back to normal.

In my mind that means finally unpacking my huge bag.

Sorting all of the laundry.  OMG!!!

Dealing with the feeling that the house must be ordered even though we ordered it before we left because we both need to come home to NEAT!!!

And in spite of sounding so in control...I do tend to put certain things off until the last possible minute. 

Take today...

for instance.

We have no visible groceries.

The last thing I want to do is shop.

But we need dinner.  Something not fishy, clammy or lobstery.

Something meaty.

I also...cough cough cough...got sick in Maine.  I never get sick in Maine.

I had to go to the Waldo Urgent Care Place.

I am still...cough cough cough...sicky feeling.

Ick.

I even have an inhaler.

Do not feel sorry for me.

I actually had no appetite and ate the same dinner three nights in a row because my husband made me eat.

My husband had fishy stuff that I could not look at.

I had a tiny filet of beef, a  baby carrot, some baby broccoli, and a tiny potato.

It was the only thing I craved and could actually eat.

Being sick does weird things to my appetite.

I used to only be able to eat white things when I was sick.

I have expanded my sick repertoire.

On another note...

my husband ate a duck fat fried half of an organic chicken in Maine.

All I could do was watch in shock and awe.

He said it was the best thing he has ever eaten.

And while he did that I ate a bowl full of chopped raw tuna with seaweed and soy and mirin, perhaps.

After three filets...I actually ate raw tuna.

It was the only thing my coughing body wanted.

Happy Monday!!!

Cough cough cough.