Me: Say, Noah, want to put up a chair rail in the kitchen?
Me: Okay. [Retrieves painter's tape from cabinet, begins measuring]
Long story short, we put up a chair rail this weekend!
I also sanded and re-stained the pedestal table we bought on Craigslist after my mom destroyed our old dinette. (For some reason, the previous owners had stained the solid oak table a sort of sepia green color; I used Cabot Polystain in Dark Oak, as suggested by Katie of All Bower Power, for a deep, rich finish. What to do about the chairs is still a dilemma.)
And FTW, the table...
(For some other reason, I almost always forget to take before pictures, hence the lack of table before and painter-taped kitchen before. Could I Photoshop it out? Sure. Am I going to? No.)
And then, later, as I was mowing the lawn (!) I thought to myself, "Erin, you are quite the pioneer woman!" I even sweated stinky sweat, and I never sweat stinky sweat. I got a little overzealous, though, and attempted to mow the very steep hill in our backyard. I got to the top, then nearly tumbled back down, mower included. So I left that part for Noah.
What can I say? I'm the dreamer, he's the do-er.
In other news, I've decided that I'm really over it when it comes to Russian women's tennis players. They're all so freakin emotional and negative. And after painting with that very broad stroke, I'd like to say specifically, GO MELANIE OUDIN!