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Ellé Bell Café

A Coffee & Gift Shop

111 W. Main St., Union SC

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Feeling a Little Like Dorothy

Posted on July 18, 2011 at 8:00 PM

As my kitchen painting project winds down on day 2, my not-20-year-old-anymore back is telling me to ditch the ladder and stay on the floor a while. I look around my new kitchen to see the sunshine yellow walls now sporting “toasted coconut”, and I am loving it. While I stand there in the middle of my kitchen in my underwear, paint roller in hand, I think back to yesterday.

I was standing tall on a ladder to reach the tip top of the walls in my yoga pants and bra with fire red hair dye on my head, because it just so happened that on painting day 1, I made the decision I was tired of my dark hair…and hence the beauty of the bottle- I am dark-haired no more. Any woman can tell you that the best practice for self imposed hair coloring is to have a shirt you use only for hair coloring, which over time looks as though it has been through a beauty war, or to go (I guess you can call it) “Semi Commando”, in just your personals on top. So this is where I was, paint brush in hand, priming in my personals. The result – freshly prepared kitchen walls and hair that looks like fire, and (hooray!)... today I am sassier for it.

For those of you that caught I was standing in my skivvies in the first paragraph, the explanation is such: I bent over to pour out the last of the paint from the can and got toasted coconut on my cheeks, as my rump bumped the freshly painted wet wall. (Might need side mirrors when backing that thing up!) At any rate, although these are old yoga pants and have had a couple rounds of Abby doing laundry where she used to bleach everything- including these pants, I decided painted toasted coconut cheek prints on my pants was a little too much so I hand scrubbed the paint out of them which left me again – two days in a row – in my personals.

To anyone who followed the ramblings of this chick on too long of a break from finishing painting, congratulations! I said all that to say this one last thing. It is because of my reflecting on perhaps the clutziest two days in a row that I have had in at least a week, I can say with quite a degree of certainty, home is where you are comfortable enough to do anything in your underwear. Some say home is where the heart is, I say- home is where your clothes are:). Even if all you do there is run around doing home improvement in your personals, it’s good to have a home- and I am thankful for mine. One thing is certain, home is truly where you make it, there really is no place like home:)

 

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