The Boring House Talk Begins

I am taking my camera to our new house tomorrow.

1. Most of you have asked to see pictures, and I like to do what you readers tell me to do, because I'm an attention and praise whore.

2. I would like a BEFORE picture of all the rooms, so I can start a blog on how people who know nothing about design can single-handedly ruin a perfectly good blank canvas.

3. We will be painting tomorrow, and since we have no idea how to paint a room, documenting the process is like an unspoken Blogging Rule. What would I do if Eric stepped in paint, and I didn't have a camera to capture the moment of anger and shame (instead of running to get him a towel to clean up with)? (Probably restage the moment, like most bloggers do, but I'm probably too lazy for that crap, so it's best to go with the moment).

By the way, we're painting Lennon's room pink. I think it's called "Pink Dreams" or "Pink Parade" or "In the Pink" but I don't remember for certain. I do know that Harrison's room is a soft blue called "Enchanted" and I'm pretty sure he'll grow up hating me because I will never let him forget that he sleeps in the Enchanted room.

On a related note, my mother-in-law once painted a room with a yellow color called "Warm Muffin." Because my mind is a gutter unto itself, I still snicker when I think of it.