There was turkey, there was stuffing, there was pumpkin pie. And there was paint. The majority of my weekend, aside from a delicious meal with family and friends on Sunday evening, was spent painting our kitchen. What a job! The walls were in terrible shape, so most of Saturday was spent mudding, waiting for said mud to dry, sanding off the dries mud, then mudding some more. It took so long, and I wouldn’s have been able to do it without Steve’s help. (Thanks, Stevie!)
Erin dropped by on Sunday afternoon and graciously helped me out by cutting in around all of the corners and cabinets. Thanks for your help, Erin! What a swell pal.
Gone are the drab, white walls of yesteryear. The kitchen is now bathed in a lovely shade called “Late Wheat”. It is warm and inviting and me likie. Definitely worth the mess, the sweat and the tears. (Actually there were no tears in this painting adventure. Unlike The Hallway Incident of September.)

Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving. How blessed are we all, beyond measure!