Pray! Eucerin!

Sometimes when I walk into TJ Maxx to buy two lampshades for the living room I walk out with a new shower curtain, 3 bath mats, 4 hand towels, 2 bath sheets and a new idea for paint colors to completely redecorate the kids' bathroom.

And no lampshades.

I love to decorate but I'm at a point in my life (translation: halfway to dead) where I want the stuff that I buy to be something that I really want, and not something that my brother used for 15 years and then gave to me.  Unless, of course, that thing he used and then handed down was, say, a piano that Beethoven used as a kid and not a formica table that had been spray painted 29 times.  Unfortunately, I can't actually afford what I really want most of the time, so my decorating desires remain dormant until the paint and valance demons within demand to be freed.

Which is why I walked out of TJ Maxx with everything but what I came for, and then headed to Lowe's for paint.

I came home giddy, and excited to get to work.  My goal: to have it cleaned, painted, and all accessories put into place before the kids got home from school.

I keep a white board marker in my bathroom and write myself notes on the mirror to remember stuff.  My kids picked up this habit from me, so you can tell a lot about what's going on in our family by reading our mirrors.  Here's a note Samantha keeps over her sink:

She's for real, you guys.  I still haven't figured out what I did to deserve her.


Here's Drew's:

He's for real too, and so is his eczema.

Believe it or not, it was totally done before the kids got home from school.  When they walked in I made them close their eyes while I led them into their new bathroom so we could enjoy the experience Genevieve Gorder style.

BEFORE:

AFTER:

Next up, Drew's room.  Anyone know how to hang a rope from the ceiling so he can swing into bed every night Indiana Jones style?