The deck portion of our deck/patio project is nearing the end...and believe me, it can't come soon enough. What was supposed to be a three-week project has extended itself into six, and I'm more than ready for it all to be done. No more contractors traipsing through my home in muddy boots. No more hammers banging all day. No more Gatorade bottles and Taco Bell wrappers littering my yard. And most of all, NO MORE FLIPPIN' DUST. Ugh. First it was a result of the drywall removal (to replace a window with french doors). Then it was the stucco process (which apparently involves trimming styrofoam pieces) that created this powder-fine, super-static-y white dust. The result is that all horizontal surfaces in the house have been coated in a fine dust for the last six weeks. Which makes the anal-retentive-June-Cleaver-portion of my personality have to vacuum obsessively. She's pulling out the Dyson at least 12 times daily. Not sure where the little twit was last Thanksgiving eve, when I had a whole house to clean and a turkey to bake. Apparently that day, all she wanted to do was throw back some wine coolers and sit on the couch watching Oprah.
So today I'm on a mission to find some great summer sandals. A brown pair - not too dressy, not too casual, definitively comfortable. I've been searching for this elusive pair of shoes for the last two summers ever since my darling Shinerbock decided to chew the heel off my previously favorite pair of sandals. But today is the day! I've even hired a babysitter so I can shop for a few hours without the little hyenas. I'm arming myself with a Venti Latte and a shiny new credit card - and I will hunt down those sandals in the name of all that is chic and fashionable!
Finally, I've had some requests to post a pic of my current hair color, which is an homage to the Carribbean in shades of turquoise. So I will leave you with that.
Wishing you all a fabulous weekend!
