As some of you know, we bought a house with the worst, most bizarre color palette imaginable. I'm convinced each member of the family got to pick a room and a color, and no one consulted with each other. Colors ranged from lemon yellow to Pepto-Bismol pink, to taupe and sage green. Needless to say, we've been repainting as time allows.
DH and I recently cleaned out a good chunk of the basement, and came across a bunch of paint cans that the owners were really excited to leave behind for us *-) Including about 5-10 gallons of the lemon yellow ^o) One had me sort of confused, though. It was the color I used to paint our guest bedroom in our old house. It's a really nice taupe-y brown that coordinated well with our bedroom suite.
Come to find out, it's the exact same color the previous owners used in our living room. Good to know they have good taste for at least one space
Post by 5kcandlesinthewind on Jul 10, 2013 18:05:33 GMT -5
That's too funny. Even a broken clock is right twice per day, I guess.
My random: my brother and I are both adopted, and my mom never forgets our "anniversaries" (aka The Days They Brought Me/Him Home). Mine happens to be tomorrow, and she sent me a sweet card and 20 bucks. Which I am totally going to use to go here and eat the $20 ham, which H and I have become obsessed with since it showed up on Hannibal and there was an in depth discussion about it on another message board I hang out on.
My other random: I got to kick someone out of the program. For totally valid reasons: he was a dick, he planned to miss multiple days of the program which we don't allow, and also he seemed to think we were totally cool with him just hanging out for three weeks and never paying his tuition. I officially kicked him out over the phone last night. Hilariously, right after I told him he was out, and welcome to apply another year, my phone dropped out. (Our apartment is one big dead zone.) I told H it was like I got to drop the mic, which being a pasty white girl who works in higher ed, I never thought I'd do, hee!
As some of you know, we bought a house with the worst, most bizarre color palette imaginable. I'm convinced each member of the family got to pick a room and a color, and no one consulted with each other. Colors ranged from lemon yellow to Pepto-Bismol pink, to taupe and sage green.
Maybe this was a popular decorator pallette at some point. We had lemon yellow, Pepto Bismol pink, sage and taupe in our home. They have a kelly green office and a dark purply-grey kitchen. That purply grey sucked all the light out of kitchen. We had it all painted (except the taupe) before we moved in. The neon bright lemon yellow was the master bedroom. How could anyone sleep in that?
We are pretty sure that they had it decorated by a professional decorator. A professional looking photographer and assistant showed up to photograph our home for a local design company's brochure. They were looking for the people that owned the house previously. We said no and sent them to the Real Estate Agent who might have the correct address phone for the prior owners. DH was convinced it was some type of scam but I think it was some form of miscommunication.
My random: my brother and I are both adopted, and my mom never forgets our "anniversaries" (aka The Days They Brought Me/Him Home). Mine happens to be tomorrow, and she sent me a sweet card and 20 bucks. Which I am totally going to use to go here and eat the $20 ham, which H and I have become obsessed with since it showed up on Hannibal and there was an in depth discussion about it on another message board I hang out on.
How did I not know this? You know we adopted DD, yes?
The ham sounds divine, and yay you for getting to drop the bomb on the slacker.
I did know that, yes. And I thought it came up here before, but maybe it was the old place. I dunno. It's not something I hide or anything, but it's not something that usually comes up in casual conversation, you know? H and I have actually talked about it for ourselves, eventually. But until we're more settled (i.e. he's working a full-time permanent job), it's all in the abstract.
I didn't know you were adopted either and think you mom's gesture is really sweet. Enjoy the ham and report back!
Also, you need to attend a GTG soon (both you and pinkroses, actually). Some of the other ladies have been asking me about you since I'm the only one that's ever met you. Everyone else wants to meet the witty lady behind the keyboard
Ha! I mostly cheat on them with you guys - I've been there since 2005/6, I think. I hope to make it to a GTG soon. Though I am much less witty in real life, I assure you. (Well, at least at first anyway. I am actually a painfully shy introvert until I get to know people. Good thing I picked a career that requires me interacting with dozens of strangers on a regular basis, huh? )
As some of you know, we bought a house with the worst, most bizarre color palette imaginable. I'm convinced each member of the family got to pick a room and a color, and no one consulted with each other. Colors ranged from lemon yellow to Pepto-Bismol pink, to taupe and sage green.
Maybe this was a popular decorator pallette at some point. We had lemon yellow, Pepto Bismol pink, sage and taupe in our home. They have a kelly green office and a dark purply-grey kitchen. That purply grey sucked all the light out of kitchen. We had it all painted (except the taupe) before we moved in. The neon bright lemon yellow was the master bedroom. How could anyone sleep in that?
We are pretty sure that they had it decorated by a professional decorator. A professional looking photographer and assistant showed up to photograph our home for a local design company's brochure. They were looking for the people that owned the house previously. We said no and sent them to the Real Estate Agent who might have the correct address phone for the prior owners. DH was convinced it was some type of scam but I think it was some form of miscommunication.
Definitely not professionally decorated, I assure you! There were 3 family units in the house (all related, just taking up different space), and their tastes were, um, eclectic. We were able to look past a LOT of weird lamps and funky wallpaper borders