Yeah. I got nothin'.


It's a combination of things really.  As you know, it was the weekend before Christmas and we were blessedly busy.  Best, best friends in town whom we were fortunate to see Friday with just the right size crowd; large enough to be lively, not so large that we didn't get to really catch up.

Saturday was a milestone birthday of someone especially dear.  Oh, so much fun, but up much too late both nights.  This old dog was up to her old tricks but it does take her a little longer to bounce back.

And it's cold here.  Really cold.  Unusually cold.  Four degrees.  Four degrees is a ridiculous temperature.  So I stayed in yesterday and painted a chair inspired by Madeline Weinrib's home in Elle Decor, December, 2008.  Yes, I know I've posted it before, but I just can't stop thinking about her deft combination of blue and black.  I don't know that I've done so well, but this room was looking a little brown.  I moved some rugs.  I made a plan to paint the playroom.

It's supposed to be twenty-two degrees today.  Maybe today I'll get out.  But maybe not; there's still plenty of paint in the basement. 

Image, top, by Simon Upton.

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