Mama ain't got the blues no more!

The infamous BLUE HOUSE, born 12 years ago..... You all know the story, we drove up to this house and I said NO.... 3 months later, I said NO again...NO...NOO...NOOOOO!...ALRIGHT.

Here we stand 14 months later and almost all of our "blues" are gone.

Bella said "Mom, I am so very glad that we do not have a blue house anymore. I never liked that blue house. I really love my brown house though"

We are doing the painting ourselves. It is a very daunting task. If you are really angry with your spouse, ask them to help you paint your house...it will be like handing them a can of whoop *ss in the form of a brush and a paint tray! Hmmm, Tim, I have a bone to pick with you....I recommend paying the money and giving someone else a backache, bruises, headache, painted ears and cuticles...

It is not an easy accomplishment and honestly, even me, miss paint my master bath and faux finish it in 4 hours, cannot fathom where my brain was when I signed up for this jobie. WHEW! The real task is not painting, it is painting Stucco, heavy drag thick stucco. It is like painting rocks that are glued in a pile. You have to get every nook and cranny, it sucks.

The girls were eager to help, until they got sidetracked with play-doh, bubbles, a foam rocket launcher and many more fun outdoor toys...

The best part....only one more blue thing in the BLUE HOUSE!