12/13/05

did like it. The unrelenting yellow seemed kind of overwhelming and for a while I thought Fred might be spending next weekend painting the master bedroom – for the record, I’d originally suggested that we go with a smoky blue rather than yellow, but Fred wanted to see how the yellow went – but this morning when I woke up and looked around the room in the natural light coming through the windows, I started to like it. After I took my shower and spent half an hour reading in the recliner in the corner of the room, I really liked it, so yellow it shall stay. I do fear, however, that Fred’s going to have to repaint that room when we’re ready to sell the house, because some people just loathe yellow. Of course, after he’s painted all these rooms, we very well might opt to stay here. I doubt it, though, because by GOD I will never live at the end of a cul de sac as long as I live. Not only does every kid in the neighborhood consider our tiny front yard their own, but every time we get a windy day, all the trash from everyone else’s yard blows into our front yard and I’m TIRED of picking up other peoples’ trash. ANYWAY. I got off the subject, actually, because what I wanted to address was the zucchini bread that Fred’s mother gave us. When snack time rolled around (“SNACK TIME? NO WONDER SHE’S SO FAT!”) I said “I think I’m going to eat one of these little loaves of zucchini bread (“NO WONDER”, etc.) for my snack.” and Fred said “Oh, that sounds like a good idea.” And then he walked into the kitchen and gasped. “What?” I said. “Sugarbutt’s eating the zucchini bread.” I walked in to see what he was talking about, and sure enough there was Sugarbutt on the kitchen counter, bellied up to one of the loaves of zucchini, eating like it had been placed there just for him. “Sugarbutt!” I scolded. “Bad boy!” I picked him up and put him down on the floor. I would say that almost a third of the loaf of bread was gone. “God, I guess SUGARbutt is a good name for him,” I said. Sugarbutt likes any kind of food, but he especially likes the sweet stuff. “I’m kind of impressed,” Fred said. Sugarbutt’s been trying to figure out how to get up on the kitchen counters ever since we’ve had him, and has always been thwarted by his short, stubby legs. I glanced down at Sugarbutt, who sat and looked up at me with the most hopeful look on his face, like he thought I might change my mind and offer him the entire loaf of bread. I didn’t, but what I did do is pick him up and kiss him right on the top of his fuzzy little head. It’s hard to resist a chunky little orange kitty. (Fred cut the slobbery part off the zucchini loaf and ate what was left, so all was not lost.)

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The master bedroom, before (taken four years ago, from the house tours page). Different bed, different comforter:
And now:
I need to get a new comforter – the current one is pretty ratty – but I think I’m going to get a blue one. A yellow one would be way too much yellow, even for me.
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Such a regal little face he has. Maximum catpacity has been exceeded. There is officially no room on the desk for The Momma’s arms. Just another example of how miserable our cats are. Poor, tortured kitties.
All of today’s uploaded pictures are hither.
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Previously 2004: (I’m not that much of an asshole. But it sure is fun to imagine!) 2003: Yet another meme. 2002: But I’ll say this – if your kitten is suffering from anal leakage, y’all, TAKE IT TO THE VET. 2001: No entry. 2000: Sorry, but just as I began typing, I popped an Altoid in my mouth and it tasted like kitty litter. 1999: Martha Stewart would take one look at my tree and sob loudly, I’m sure.]]>

19 thoughts on “12/13/05”

  1. What! No picture of the evidence. I don’t believe you. Sugerbutt wouldn’t get up on the counter and eat the bread. No way, not innocent butt.

  2. Robyn, I have to say that I LOVE the yellow! Can I borrow Fred for a day or two to come and do our master bedroom?? Oh, and the boys rooms are needing a paint job too……green and blue if you please!

  3. Robyn…I love the bedroom’s new look. The yellow warms the room and seems relaxful. Hmmm, must be time for a nap!

  4. I really must insist that you stop abusing those poor kitties at once! =p
    (My five-year old daughter likes to look at the kitty pictures on your site, and now thinks all orange cats are named “Sugarbutt.”)

  7. I think that yellow is great especially with the dark wood furniture that you have.
    Can I ask a question? I know you’ve had your share of idiots reading your journal who write in an leave hateful comments about your weight, is that why you have taken to putting comments in brackets (ie SNACK TIME NO WONDER…)? I’m thinking that you are doing it in a scarcastic way for those folks but to me it almost feels like you are putting yourself down.

  8. Wow! I do believe Fred achieved color picking perfection with that yellow. The room looks great.

  9. Thanks, I’m glad y’all like it. The more I look at it, the more I like it. And Fred figured out the reason I didn’t like it very much the first night – the bulbs in our lamps cast a yellow glow, and it was hitting the walls and making it look like a bright neon yellow, which it isn’t and which I realized when I saw it in daylight. I’m going to replace the bulbs later so we won’t get that neon effect.
    Jen: It’s more poking fun at the asshats than putting myself down. What I really ought to do is say it when I mention things like asparagus (which I just had with my lunch, YUM) and Diet Coke, which would highlight just how ridiculous it is. Mostly, it just amuses me.

  11. Gosh, while I was reading the entry I was imagining your bedroom looking like the outside of a schoolbus. I figured you would have photos at the end, faithful reader that I am, so I immediately scrolled down so I could take a gander and have a good laugh. But … it’s so damn tasteful! It really looks great, so no laughs for me after all. Good job, Fred!

  12. UGGGGG..okra!! Slimey, slimey okra. My dad tried to convince me that if I didn’t like it any other way perhaps I would try his FRIED okra. I did. It was nice and crunchy and seasoned well and then I got to the middle…the okra…slimey!!!! UGH!!! I am glad you like it though!!
    That Fred is a mean painting machine!! I wish I had a hubby who would take to painting my house like a mad man!!!!! I long for color. I did paint my daughter’s room a lovely blue (similar to the Spud’s)
    awhile back. What a job though!! My ceilings are high in the other rooms and it overwhelms me. I am sure when it gets done I will have to pay someone to do it!
    SugarButt is just precious!!!! Zuchini bread baby!!!

  13. It looks like a fairly calming and pretty yellow… I’m sure no one would object to buying a house with that pretty yellow as a wall color….
    Now the color that my basement was painted when I bought this house… that’s another story….

  15. You and Fred did a nice job on the room! I love the bed and the color. Do go with another blue comforter – maybe a tiny bit of yellow would “tie” everything together? Your MEOWS are very cute – I sure miss mine! This is my first visit to your site – through Autumnville… take care and Merry Christmas!

  17. I looove the new wall color! I painted our guest bedroom about that shade of yellow. It’s so beautiful.
    In Trapper’s and my previous house, our master bedroom was painted yellow. My mother-in-law gleefully informed me that studies showed that people were more prone to fighting if they were in yellow rooms. Such a cheerful woman. (By the way, we never fought in that room, so a big, fat THPPPT to MIL.)

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