Life as an Extreme Sport

random Sunday night blather

10 hours later, we’ve put at least 2, and in some cases, 3 coats of paint on the dining room and living rooms walls (one level of a multi-split level house). Bone white, sage green, and a bali-esque sunrise-y melon that I’m the only one that likes, on the raised half wall – at least for the moment. We’ll see how it looks in sunlight.

I’m exhausted – I think we all are – but it’s a good exhaustion. Of course, tomorrow I’ll barely be able to move… then again, that’s why Trace and I are just planning on browsing, and then the three of us are going to the movies and a nice sushi dinner. I should be able to do that, although it’s gonna take a lot of diverse pain management skills to do so without pain.

Thankfully, I have those mad skillz, eh?

Also, if you missed the Supersize Mythbusters, you really missed out. Just sayin’.


  1. Love Mythbusters. They’re about the nicest people ever, and make fabulously entertaining television. Plus, I can appreciate their basic motto – everything’s better with explosions. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    (All three of us watched last night – Tracy couldn’t go to sleep til we found out if the fake dolphin would chase off great whites.)

    I think the only Discovery show I might love more than Mythbusters for just good, cheerful fun is Dirty Jobs. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  2. Are we synchronized? My sister Anna and I spent the weekend painting too – turned the kitchen a warm medium blue, with one pale orange wall and an orange door. It looks lovely, but is also freaking us out (something about changing the way a room looks after 22 years…).

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