I took this shot with my BlackBerry (I just got my BlackBerry last week. There is a chance that every time I take it out of my purse I still take it out with a flourish that is on the wrong side of annoying). I think the photo looks not too bad at all.
My mom arrived on Friday and the last four days have been a well-dressed* whirlwind of paint chips, furniture stores and caffeine.
We are beautifying my home office.
Omg, it’s so exciting.
This is us at the paint store:
Mom: Is there somewhere else we can go?
Mom: [face scrunched up into a look of disapproval] There aren’t enough colours here.
Me: You are standing in front of 1,000 shades of turquoise. How many colours do you need?
Mom: [nonplussed Mom Look burrowing into the side of my forehead]
Twenty minutes later we found ourselves at a Paint Store on steroids. And we found the WICKEDEST colour ever. She was right. As usual.
*My mom is well-dressed. I look the same as usual. Ripped jeans and all.