Seriously, I laughed out loud when I read this. I love your wit. I am off to send this link to my sister (who has been known to redecorate when hubby is away on a conference).
Hello, just popped over from PVE's blog after seeing her lovely painting of your nook.Intrigued at the title of this post as "Silkwood" is one of my favourite films... That poor husband :)
Silkwood. Sad, yes. Every time I walked into this house, though, I inhaled buckets of dust and paint fumes. I couldn't help but think of Silkwood. Twisted, I know.
a few years ago my dad went to Japan and when he returned the dining room was a deep red/orange with a warm suede ceiling. you never know what will happen when you say okay...silkwood - bleck - great movie - terrible feelings. everytime a truck with monster lights comes up behind me at night........
Too funny, and so is the case most of the time!Leslie
Oh, but you should see it now.
Husband still loves his wife. The end!(Possibly questioning the future association with the decorator!)
The pairing of the photo and your description -perfect! How truthful!
you freaking crack me up.
Tell me what you really think.