While You Were Sleeping

Some people like to sleep in on Saturday mornings. Some people married other people who feel differently. Some people have grown to accept that, and have ceased to be surprised at whatever crazy project is going on in their living room by the time they decide to get out of bed.

Even if it looks like this:

Nothing like the sweet smell of paint fumes, early in the morning.

And yes, my favorite place to paint IS on the living room carpet. Unless it's spray paint. I take that to the back yard.

While my shelf painting project dried in the living room, I introduced some mismatched frames to my new BFF, Metallic Spray Paint.

That little parade got a little rained on pretty quickly. I almost cried when I came outside 10 minutes later to find this massacre:

Don't worry--the spray paint had already pretty much dried, so the water just wiped off. 

Much banging and many nail holes later, my first ever photo collage wall was born!

Also, it doesn't matter what time of day I decide to hang something up, Cory is ALWAYS convinced that the neighbors are sleeping. He'll say, "Lindy! Now?? The neighbors are probably sleeping!" I mean, come on. Are these people sick??? Why do they sleep so much??

And that's pretty much what my Saturday looked like.

And this is what Cory's Saturday looked like:

Check out the Mentos. I think I need to cut him off. Things are getting out of control.

This is basically what his whole life looks like right now. Turns out, engineerin' stuff is hard.