Sage, not taupe

SHE SAID:

So after all of HIS stress over the painting scenario, we ended up simply hanging curtains and light fixtures while my parents were in town. However today, we painted the bedroom sage. Now i must say that HE is DEFINITELY not a fan of painting and/or decorating, but today he took one for the team. I handled the trim & ceiling while he took control of the roller. 5 hours later we have a beautiful romantic room with a nice green tint.

Painted paw prints

HE SAID:
I arrived home after an afternoon at the bars watching football to find GIRLFRIEND standing over 2 buckets of paint and the dogs chasing each other round and round a ladder. Without speaking a word, I was handed a brush and given instructions.

Since it was so much fun the first time, GIRLFRIEND found us some more walls to paint. I'm still not sure what to make of the odd green color, but I trust GIRLFRIEND's sense of style. And so we began painting (again).

The walls weren't the only thing to be covered in paint. The dogs eventually found their way into the paint and left paw prints trailing throughout the apartment. I have to admit, it was cute... until we had to clean it up. Then definitely not so cute.

Choking on paint fumes

HE SAID:
The paint arrived along with GIRLFRIEND and her parents. No pink, yellow or depressing dark color. But no blue either. Instead we’re going with taupe. I’m not even sure what color Taupe is supposed to be. (I must have missed that day in art class). If I had to describe it to friends I’d say it was greenish gray. Could be worse, I suppose. I’m just not sure how it’ll look on our bedroom walls.

I’m anxious to get this whole painting adventure over and done with. You stick 4 people in a cramped room hopped up on paint fumes with 2 dogs barking in the other room and chances are a fight will break out. Here’s hoping I come out on top.

Hand me a paint brush

HE SAID:

Today we’re painting. And GIRLFRIEND has assigned each of us a specific task. Her Mom and I are in charge of touching up the fringes. Personally, I was hoping to handle the paint roller but that gig went to her Dad. They left me with the dogs and went to the hardware store to pick out a paint color. I’m not real picky and have no preference when it comes to the color. As long as it isn’t pink, yellow or some depressing dark color. Blue would be nice. That’s what I told GIRLFRIEND. My guess is she’ll come back with something other than blue.