The walls are now a warm shade of Malted- courtesy of my friends Mr. Sherwin and Mr. Williams. The trim work and window seat are a slick shade of nurse white. So slick in fact I am afraid a few brain cells may have been sacrificed in the making. Certainly Phil the painter felt the lacquer burn since he decided not to wear the Star Wars respirator while spreading the white shine. Tsk Tsk. This was confirmed when he told Muffin Man that he's fine, he's been painting like this since the 1960's. (Phil cannot be any older than 40.) You do the math.
The odiferousness was indeed a little overbearing this week. Since I am paranoid about smells like that causing stars to fall out of the sky on my head while simultaneously causing my dog's toe nails to curl, I decided to open all windows and make us scarce.
I picked Ava up and we decided to check out what was happening in town. Amazingly, I watched Elaine reincarnate herself in my four year old at a free music concert. My high as a kite, huffing pooch trolled the room over and over in perfect concentric circles. Since she was enjoying her buzz so much we left her behind.
There she is my very own little fly girl, Seinfeld style.
Oh, I almost forgot the most important part. The hand rubbed venetian bronze door handles. Ok, so hand rubbed and venetian might be a little bit of an exaggeration but they are bronze(ish). And I do love them so.
Here is Vanna showing them off. We will have to keep ourselves busy admiring them for a few more days since the flooring is on back order. Apparently all of the 3/8" maple flooring with a cinnamon stain is on backorder, countrywide! Muffin man was a little skeptical when he heard that from our contractor. So if you are in the contiguous United States and getting maple flooring with a cinnamon stain Muffin Man wants to hear from you.
And for anyone worried about the pooch, don't. She's 14 and was somewhat mentally incapacitated even before the huffing incident earlier this week. She's fine, still walking circles but fine.