If the Walls Could Talk...

What would they say? It depends who is speaking for them. You see, Steven is not all that enamoured with the color choice for the kitchen and foyer walls. He bought it, but he didn't like it. Those walls begged for color and that's the only one he agreed upon, although obviously under duress. It's not like I twisted his arm or anything, and he did buy it without me...

We've got all the ceilings painted, yet some need more paint. Unfortunately, that means another trip to the mainland. The paint keeps getting more and more expensive with ferry fees and all - the price we pay for living on an island!

The kids are back from Florida. It's good to have them home. This was their first vacation. Fortunately, Ike spared south Flordia. We were all a bit nervous, considering that it's hurricane season. A lesson well learned - don't vacation in Florida at the end of the summer!

Well kids, it's time to head to bed. It's been a long one, and tomorrow (or today if you want to get technical)will come soon enough. Maybe I'll have pictures for you. I keep forgetting to get some by the light of day. It's all that more impressive. Taa taa for now...