Before I forget

Two days ago - when a bunch of the neighborhood kids were over - it neared 6:00pm.

AND I hear hollerin' from the 2 different houses next to me:

"CONNER!!! TIME TO COME HOME!!!"

"ABBEY!!! TIME TO COME HOME!!!!"

It sounded like voices coming from the woods and were so clear. But it cracked me up - like the triangle cattle call to eat.

And it made my heart happy.

Because we don't live with our neighbors within arms reach of our walls. One house is so far tucked in the back, people don't even see it. The other is at least 50-100 yards away. So the people were really hollerin'!!

Most of the time, I really rag on our land. It's sloped, needs new grass seed, and is wooded (ie filled with disease transporting ticks). But the kids love it.

Frankly - it photographs so dang well - that it's hard for ME not to like it either. I am now working hard to earn the thousands of dollars needed to have my property landscaped by a professional with the idea of an outdoor studio in mind. It would be awesome. And would set me apart from the other photographers in the area. Plus, I love it and it would increase our property value while the market is tanking. :)

Performance Review Part Deux

SO today's haphazard question for my performance review to Michael was:

"Does Mommy spend a lot of time on the ipad?"

"Yes! You spend a lot of time on the ipad so I think it is cool and that I should be doing it too."

In my mind:

F*$*(W*#&$

I KNEW that thing was trouble!!! I love it and it's a toy and I am apparently not leading by example.

In all honesty, I really don't feel like I am on it all that much. However, perception vs. reality is obviously at play here.

Here's the first (of what I assume will be many) items for me to work on.

Performance Review

Now that Michael is old enough - I ask him questions that are areas of concern for me as a parent. How he views me reflects a bit on my behavior so I like to perform these very informal "performance evaluations" with him.

I don't necessarily sit down with him and a 20 page questionnaire detailing my metrics on a 5 pt scale with a review of my progression towards my yearly goals.

Hardly.

But I ask random questions now and then, just in our everyday conversation.

Today, I chose to ask:

"Michael, does Mommy yell at you a lot?"

Because frankly - I always feel like I yell at some point in the day. It's not often, but it happens.

"No Mommy, you do not yell a lot. And I am happy."

Awww....but then he continues:

"And even when you do yell, I am still happy. Because I love you."

So when Brian walked in the door at 9pm after his little league coaching meeting and said, "Hey - Michael - who let you stay up so late?",

I just kind of sheepishly move my monopoly pieces along as if I'm not the parent that just got played by my 5 year old. Happily played at that! :)

Slowly but surely, more neighborhood kids of all ages have started playing with us. It's not everyday and it is just starting, but it is enough to make me excited!

Michael ran into the house and said: "Mom! We need snacks!"

So I raided most of what I had and set out a bowl of goldfish, pretzels, and dark chocolate petit ecolier and I hear,

"AWESOME!!! THANK YOU!"

"THIS IS AMAZING! You are the best Mrs. B!"

"Thank you MOMMY!"

"I LOVE goldfish!"

I don't even want to think about what I would have heard had I set out my pre-cut cauliflower that I have on hand for a healthy snack.

But yea! So happy for my little guy who had a wonderful idea! So happy for him to have some people to run around and play with him. So happy for the warmer weather where we can significantly reduce the screen time.

Next question for Michael, which should garner a much less favorable response: "Does Mommy say NO a lot?"

Uhhh.....

Michael is not a fish

Swimming has always been a challenge for him. We do not spend lots of times in pools. We are not avid swimmers. Swimming just isn't a big deal to us. Michael's first attempt at swim lessons was frustrating in his progress although he was having fun.

Well, all this may be the case. However, swimming is an important life skill so I decided lets do this again.

Especially since most kids his age can already swim a little bit.

We have been at swim lessons. The first - he was definitely anxious.

Now, 2 weeks later, he is playing around in the shallow kids pool (basically a ramp that goes from 0" to 2.5 feet) all by himself. He is floating on the noodle all by himself. He will go underwater just to play around and stand himself back up out of the water. His teacher says he will swim like 1 ft by himself and can push off of the wall.

Today, he decided to spend an extra 1.5 hrs after swim lesson paddling around. 2 hours all told in the pool all by himself (with me watching with hawk eyes). And I had to make him get out because I was hungry and now we were well over 2 hrs late for lunch. You must feed mommy before she gets cranky. It is a known rule in this house.

Is this the same kid? Goes to show - Michael is not gonna learn something until he is good and ready to do it. Since we are not proactive about swimming, it is partly our fault. But frankly, I am not big on pushing things on Michael when he does not want to learn it. While he was happy to play and go to swimming, he was not interested in learning it quickly and efficiently.

This leads me to an interesting fact about Michael - when he does not want to learn something, it is like pulling teeth to teach him (like reading - which he is getting better at!). But when he WANTs to learn something, the baby cat is fast at picking it up. Now just to figure out how to motivate him. That is the good question here as his parent.

Thoughts?

P

Jesus

Michael was listening to his VBS CD from last year and there's a series of questions that the song asks:

"Do you believe Jesus loves you?"

Michael, surprisingly, yells out "YES!"

"Do you have Jesus in your heart?"

"YES!"

Well how about that. We are starting to talk more and more about God's love for us and it is amazing watching how he is wrapping his mind around that. We have been reading You Are Special by Max Lucado (thanks to his great godparents!) and talking about how God has made us all different and he loves each and every one of us. We are loving that book!

Keepin' It Real

It is well known that I am not the most neatest person there ever was. However, I am on a quest to change that in 2012.

I would be well on my way, had I not felt awful and sick last week and spent a majority of Mon-Wed on the couch.

Thus - you need to know what my house can look like.

Let's start out easy for the very neat people who are easily faint at heart:
Moving onto the kitchen - yes - that is wet clothes hanging on the back of my breakfast room (and only dining area) chairs:
The living room looks only very slightly better:
Still undecided on the wall color and rug.

Moving to my piano room, I decided to make it a laundry room instead:
Laundry room - slash - piano room - slash goodwill pile.

Michael is moved into the guest room temporarily and it is deceivingly neat because all his stuff is piled up on the OTHER side of his bed:
A sneak peek into MY bedroom:
In case you want to see more teal from the tray ceiling:
I changed out the lamps recently. I will take more pictures when I do not have 30 stuffed animals laying next to my bed.

The basement was not spared:

I sold those recliners! Hallelujah! That glider is going next at the resale!

And there you have it. The truth. It is looking better - and I can only imagine it will improve over the week as we finish up painting/etc.

Love,

P

I'll Pinterest That

I've been craigslist-ing the ever livin' with very little to show for it.

However when this little guy showed up, I nabbed him!

Basically, any furniture that only is 12" in depth has my attention. My house is actually quite small (by American standards - we were shopping by French standards!) and the proportions in each room are very petite. Thus, I am always on the lookout for shallow furniture.

Eventually, I am going to Pinterest the bejeezus out of it until it looks something like this:
However, I am happy to have it look the way it does for now. It's now project #1029 on my list.

Well, The King of the House decided this cabinet showed up for his express purposes:
At least it's organized.
Here he is proud - proud of his organizing accomplishments:
Michael's been wearing that outfit for the last 3 days. You heard that right. He's got his dad in him after all.

Yes, that also means he has not had a bath in 3 days. Yes, he also slept in these clothes last night.

I am hoping you are reserving judgement right now and letting yourself not bathe your kid every now and then too. Do not feel guilty.

Michael did not know that this was my idea for my new little guy:
I've been wanting some cabinet space to organize Michael's craft and my "home office" supplies for a while.

Here's a peek at the inside:
Michael was pretty pleased to see his supplies were neatly arranged in the cabinet:
With his crayons, glue, and stencils in the drawer. He was REALLY excited to have his own space.

And I was very excited for Brian to have a home for all his stuff from his pockets:
Which I love that white porcelain serving dish because I bought it in Paris and it reminds me of that. AND the white in the dish matches well with the white in the dry erase board. Scroll up to see. I lined it with parchment paper so I could still just wash it and use it as a serving piece for a party if I needed to.

And to keep it real - not everything was organized:
Next up - what a house looks like when mom is holed up sick on the couch.

MY Project

When furniture finds it's way into the center of the room and blue tape appears, only one thing can come of it:

PAINTING TIME! I've been painting like a crazy woman to get Michael's furniture back into his room so I can use my empty guest room as my natural light studio for a session tomorrow.

DEEP BREATHS. As Tina Fey says in her book "BossyPants," my heart has been eating itself for the last week.

I believe in taping. I'm a pretty anal retentive painter (in addition to being high strung, imagine that).

But when my tape fails me, I feel rejected and let down:
Yes, the 3M EDGE LOCK tape does appear to NOT be full proof. This was even AFTER I resealed it with my fingernail. This ain't my first time to the "painting a room" rodeo show.

This kind of stuff drives me crazy. So I got to it with a flat head screwdriver and it is starting to come off. Just a little tip to others who find themselves in my product-let-down situation. It is not perfect, but at least it doesn't SCREAM at me from across the room.

And don't make fun of my red. Throughout my house - I seem to have an obsession with having a neutral color and then screaming a loud color with it. I will post pictures of the final room soon.

But I was not done. I decided Brian needed a DIY project that he wouldn't want to do:
You guessed it - a miter saw and chair rail.

If I ever wonder if my husband loves me, I just need to pull out this picture and remember that he does indeed:
I was very thankful to my handy guy who went and bought the chair rail, rented and learned how to use a nail gun, and got down and dirty with the decorating.

And then he said to me, "You know, you spent this weekend like any other weekend, watching Michael while I did stuff. But usually I get to do what I want like garden or run. And instead, I had to do what YOU wanted."

*watch loving feelings melt away*

At least he realizes now what his life would look like if I had more for him. WHICH I DO.

MORE! YES! MORE TO COME!

Oh My How Our Garden Grows

"Man Time" lately has meant gardening time. It's seed sowin' season up in this house!

Because it's too cute - I got another angle:
Gettin' it in the dirt:
Watering
And found this guy growing from leftover seeds from last year. I love red leaf lettuce:
I want to say we use organic farming methods (mushroom and homemade compost for fertilizer along with organic plant food throughout the season). However, I cannot assure you we do not use GMO seeds!

Love this hobby that my guys share together. And glad I'm only there to take pictures. I ran back inside to work on MY project for the weekend.

I bet you will be excited to see what's coming next! There is more in our blog EXTRAVAGANZA (said in Oprah's booming voice).

Love,

P

The Middle of Nowhere, Example #1

When I say I live in The Middle of Nowhere, PA. I mean it.

A brand new playground went in and the structure that came was called:

It was named. Like a ship. But it's a big building that the kids and run around in. Michael loves it there:
Yes, that is a mushroom he is standing on. I moved from The Live Music Capital of the World to the City of Lights, and then to the Mushroom Capital of the World.

You can call me Angelina Jolie at any time now. I lead an illustrious life. I mean - she does have a Vietnamese kid like me:

It's not my favorite park because they put this park on top of a hill with no tree cover. It is WINDY up there. Almost every time. I usually watch which direction the wind is blowing and stand on the side of the Barn so it can shield me.

Thursday, we had a wonderful windy day in the mid 60s with plentiful sun. So I jam packed the day with playdates.

The first up was at 10am with the kids from his preschool at the aforementioned barn.

Then, we ran over to another friend's house who has this HUGE flat grassy backyard.

*le sigh*

My favorite. There's plenty of room for the kids to run - and she has every toy known to man inside and out.

I don't have any pictures from that day because I was busy getting sunburned on purpose. I usually allow myself one for the warm season and then it's SPF500 from then on.

More posts to come! Watch out!

I have adopted my old strategy of downloading pictures quickly and just slapping 'em up on the internet. This is in lieu of the "professional" itch to edit all the pictures and make them perfect. You will see many more "snapshot" type images from me! Better down than gone!

Love,

P

Feet at the top of the stairs

Brian informed me today that he only checks the blog every once in a while because I only blog once every couple of weeks.

NICE - My own family

Honestly - I just do not have time to blog more than once a week (and even that's a stretch!). Do any of the other bloggers I know have time to post as often as we *should* (to maintain steady readership that is), which according to the internet is 3 times a week?

I think from now on - Sunday night is my blogging day.

Enough whining. Onto my post!

After getting Michael to lay down for downtime, I went up the stairs to check on him and ran smack into these little guys:

To see how much he was hanging off the top step:
I peered a little closer. YUP, asleep. On the landing.

Stubborn kids who don't take naps when they are supposed to fall asleep on the floor. Let that be a lesson learned to all the children who read my blog.

And this wasn't after an hour or anything. This was just 30 minutes. Silly Michael.

Vegetarian Pursuits

In my vegetarian lenten pursuits,

(of which, I have fallen off the bandwagon 3x - 2 of which I am going to say that I was sick and was just trying to get any kind of nutrition to stay in my system but I know that it is a pretty lame excuse - and 1 because my friend "forced" me to eat a mini chicken taco that she made for me as a snack and I didn't want to be rude, also a lame excuse)

I have discovered a tasty combination. I roasted vegetables with Wegman's Basting Olive Oil (basically olive oil with herbs) at 400. Roast whatever you like for however long you like in terms of "doneness." I used red onions, asparagus, red bell peppers, carrots, and cauliflower.

Mix with some feta. Serve warm.

That's it! I loved it! The feta was a nice bit of saltiness to balance the sweetness of the bell peppers, carrots, and red onions. I love eating feta because I think it's only 60 calories for 1-2 tbspn of it, which is A LOT. A little Feta goes a really long way flavor wise.

Culture in The Middle of Nowhere, PA

On Sunday March 4, I convinced Brian to go as a family to see the Lincoln University Symphony perform Dr. Seuss's Green Eggs and Ham.

It was free and perfect for kids! They did a great job of it and Michael was particularly enthralled, especially compared to his classmate there to the right:
He sat on the edge of his seat and watched the whole thing! I was pretty proud of my little theater-goer.

In my mind, I have huge hopes that he'll come with me happily to see musical performances. But knowing that he is a Besancon, I'm thinking that going to hear the symphony will probably not be his favorite thing to do.

The orchestra did a great job and brought out each group of instruments to the front to demonstrate to the children the high/low pitches of each instrument.

It was like a Baby Mozart, but in real life.

After the show, they had a Musical Instrument Petting Zoo! So all the kids could try out trumpets, touch violins, and bang on drums.

Michael was pretty impressed with the violin. Embrace your Asian Heritage, son:

Then, we waited in a pretty long line for the percussion section.

Here are father and son, playing on stage:
Michael at the instrument that makes a train whistling noise:
Rockin' out on the drum set:
Can't leave the section without swiping the wind chimes:
And if you run out of music stands, just go to the University of Delaware and pick up some extra:

Michael really enjoyed himself, and that was the goal! He told me his favorite instrument was percussion and that he wanted to start violin lessons! DONE AND DONE!

It was a really great show that was free and super close by. I was glad for Michael to experience something that is important to me, music. And he genuinely enjoyed it - which brought warmth to my heart. There will always be a part of me that remembers being on the stage with all those bright lights and playing music. And loving it. And now as a parent, I wonder if Michael will want any part of that.

Last Sunday, Michael told me:

"Mommy! I like church now! I like the kids liturgy that I go to."

Well how about that. And after that, we find him saying part of the Our Father that he picked up on his own. Michael's funny that way - it will seem sometimes that he is not paying attention or doesn't know something - and then one day - he shows you that he's known all along and was just waiting for the right time to show it to the rest of the world.

Gems

I usually do not post so much about all the funny things michael says, but lately, he has been full of them! Must be the phase.

Before we left the house, I asked him about talking to dad about the creature power suits.

"hey, so you told dad last night about creature power suits"

"yea, Santa is going to bring me some."

"daddy told me you wanted to be a warthog."

"well, I want to turn into a cheetah!"

"oh yea? Why?"

"so I can be faster than my dad."

Today, we had to drive out to Ardmore, pa - about one hour and 15 minutes away. On our journey, we discussed the following:

Passing by the elementary school that we have passed by - oh I don't know - 500 times by now:

Michael, shrieking: "mommy! College!"

Uhhhh - no, that would be the elementary and intermediate school we pass by at least 2-3 times a week.

"mommy! You are going 60 (mph)! You never go 60!"

"does daddy ever go 60?"

"well yeah, one day he did."

I am sure it is more than that.

And do not make fun of me that I do not go 60mph a lot. He just doesn't notice. That's my story and I am sticking to it.

I bet you are wondering why I drove all the way out to Ardmore, pa. Michael had an allergist appointment that confirmed he is still allergic to peanuts, pistachios, pecans, walnuts, and hazelnut (slightly). It did also tell us that he is possibly NOT allergic to almonds, cashews, and Brazilian nuts.

This is fortunate. Apart from Brazilian nuts, almonds and cashews are frequently eaten in this house!

Santa

For those of you who are in-the-know about wild kratts, here is a story for you:

Michael: dad, I want creature power suits.

Daddy: what's that?

Michael: they are suits from wild kratts that lets you turn into an animal.

Daddy: well, I don't think they sell those.

Michael: that's ok. Santa will bring them to me for Christmas.

Daddy: well, what animal do you want to be most?

Michael: a warthog.

This little exchange happened between Brian and Michael at bedtime. It is one reason why I am not heavily involved at bedtime. :)

Michael also mentioned about using the suit to turn into a shark or an octopus or a sperm whale. Good luck with that, boy.

Should I be scared that he sounds like Marcus from about a boy? I am going to be worried if he starts talking about dolphins .

P

Lenten Mac-n-cheese

Michael asked me for Mac-n-cheese earlier this week so I decided to make it for ash Wednesday (as there is no meat and only 1 meal is eaten today for fasting so you can save all your calories for this meal).

After getting some tips from Kim kropka, who made it last night, I got to it.

I warn you, it is not for the faint of heart:

Also, this is not an exact recipe. I apologize!

Lenten Mac-n-Cheese

Ingredients

4 tbspn butter

5 tbspn flour

Milk - you will add this in half cup increments until you get the right consistency

1.5 cups shredded cheese (Monterrey or Colby jack, whichever you have on hand)

8oz of velveeta, cubed

12 oz elbow noodles

Nutmeg

Salt and pepper to taste

Steps

Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.

Noodles:

1. Cook noodles according to package directions for al dente.

2. Drain and coat noodles with about 1-2 tbspn of olive oil to prevent them from sticking to each other.

Make bechamel:

1. Melt the 4 tbspn of butter over med heat. Lower heat to med low and whisk in the 5 tbspn of flour. Continue to whisk for 1 minute, do not stop or it may burn.

2. Increase heat back to med and whisk in 1/2 cup of milk. Continue whisking until mixture starts to thicken. Add another 1/2 cup of milk. Whisk again until it thickens. Keep adding milk in 1/2 cup increments until your bechamel base is the right consistency.

For me, a good bechamel base is not very thick (like pancake batter) nor is it very runny like water. A good bechamel is about the consistency of tomato soup from a Campbell's can. It is slightly thick, but still more towards the runny side. You do not want a super thick bechamel base because it gets really thick after you add the cheese. In the end, it is your preferences which will reign.

3. When your bechamel is the right consistency, season with salt, pepper, and a dash of nutmeg. Remove from heat. Add in the cubed 8oz of velveeta and 1.5 cups of cheese. Stir until everything is well melted and melded all together.

4. Mix in elbow macaroni to this cheesy bechamel.

5. Butter a 9x9 dish. Add in the cheesy elbow macaroni. Pop in the oven for 15-20 minutes or until the Mac-n-cheese is bubbly and slightly crispy on the edges (if you like that).

If you like a topping that adds a bit of crunch: melt 1.5 tbspn of butter. Combine with 2-3 tbspn of Panko bread crumbs and 2-3 tbspn of shredded cheese. Sprinkle this mixture over the Mac-n-cheese before placing in the oven.

See - told ya it wasn't for the faint of heart. You really need to starve all day to eat it at the end of the day.

And I know this isn't the fanciest recipe ever. I just thought I'd share. And it's not a stupid proof recipe either because I didn't provide exact measurements!

In case you want to use a fancier cheese, I would go towards gruyere or fontina.

Happy ash Wednesday!

P

For reals

I just had this conversation with Brian:

Phuong : You know, i do not like taking the iPad out with me because then I worry about whether or not I have it in my purse and not in my car and then I worry if my purse is still on my shoulder and not stolen....

Brian: are you ok?

Phuong: I am just fine. Why?

Brian : well you were saying that your purse was digging in your shoulder so I was just wondering.

Phuong : * looking a bit exasperated and laughing to myself because he really was trying his best.*

Brian : dang....

Oh well. At least he was concerned about me....

Dentist et al

Today, Michael went to the dentist and did a great job! He did not freak out for his teeth cleaning, (like he did last time) and he got all of X-rays done with no problem! Even I have trouble with those bite wing ones!

Luckily the dentist said everything looks fine. Considering Michael only has about 8-10 teeth that are not capped or fake, I should hope so. Poor guy. We definitely are more vigilant about his teeth than we ever were!

In the car, he said to me: "mommy! I am so proud of myself!"

Today, he had this conversation with me:

Michael: Mommy, I really like baby birds. Do you like baby birds?

Me: yes Michael. I do.

Michael: I really like baby birds. They are so cute.

Me: they are!

Michael: I do not like mommy and daddy birds because they peck people and baby birds don't do that.

Me: huh....

Michael: they peck people because they think their hands are food, baby birds don't peck people.

The end. Good talk.

While we were having lunch, Michael says to me, "mommy, 6 plus 3 plus 1 equals 10."

Ok then! Michael has never been terribly gifted verbally, but math is something he gets. Wonder if he got that from us... :) I did not know he had started to be able to add multiple numbers sequentially yet!

That is it for today.

Mommy and Michael Date Night!

Michael's school that he will be going to next year had a Mother/Son dance last night - Sock Hop style:

We had SO much fun shopping for our costumes, and Michael's been excited for our "date" and "dance" all week!

We started the night out at Miss Oxford Diner, which is a bonafide diner with a counter/stools and everything in an old railway car. Michael ordered a bowl of fruit loops for dinner, and I had grilled shrimp kabobs and rice, which Michael promptly ate half.

Then, we ordered a STRAWBERRY MILKSHAKE!!! In an old fashioned cup and everything - with TWO straws. Michael had a sip and said, "DELICIOUS!" His first milkshake on Mommy/Michael date night! We sat at the counter and had a nice meal.

Off to the dance to meet our "double date" : Renee and Ryan! I love my new friend Renee who invited us to the dance. She is so helpful and just fun to be around. Ryan and Michael will be in the same Kindergarten class next year so I am looking forward to getting to know her more!

We had pictures taken just like at a dance (my neighbor is also a photographer and does it for the school for free) and then we got our groove on - 1950s style!

The place was gorgeously decorated and Michael immediately had me dancing with him on the dance floor! There's gonna be a lucky lady who gets Michael as a husband because he LOVES to dance!

Until...other people show up on the dance floor.

Then, he is happy to be a putz and sit around and wait for the dance floor to clear. I guess he needs the room to bust his move.

The dance was supposed to last until 9pm, but by 8pm, Michael said to me, "Mom, I'm ready to go."

Alright then!

So we left and went home to play Monopoly with Dad. :)

Abbey was at the dance and you should have seen the smile on Michael's face. I almost thought my date was going to ditch me.

Oh - more pictures later. My friend Renee brought her tiny point and shoot camera - I should have brought my camera! SIGH. So I'll post more pictures of the inside of the place and of all of us hanging out later!

Until then, one last porch picture that I tried to edit Vintage, but I am just not a vintage girl:

Michael and Brian are off to a fly fishing convention today so I have the morning to work and what do I do? UPDATE MY BLOG! In 2012, my priority is going to be MY memory recording!

P

Living Room Inspiration

So I have had big plans for my living room for a while.

Plans I have not acted on because I've not had a catalyst for change. I mean, who doesn't like a very a traditional living room?

Are you saying you don't like split pea soup green for my wall color?

While Brian really likes the heavy and the dark, I am not as much of a fan.

Here's my original plan for my living room:

Which is safe and neutral and palettes that I love and can live with.

But a big part of me wants to go HERE:
It's a bit crazy, but I like it. I am thinking that crazy mirror might be fun over my mantel - but I'm leaning more towards NOT:
Don't make fun of my face fat. Apparently, I turned 33 and have permanent face fat - no matter what I do or at what angle. This is a closeup of the mirror so you can see the bulbous colors up close.

But then I saw these knobs at Anthropologie and almost considered keeping my split pea soup walls:

I love that turqouise combination with the split pea green - wood tones, cream, navy, and dark green. Let's face it, I love turqouise just about anywhere. And it would go with my curtains that I am preparing to make for my piano room!

Choices, choices. I think I will at the very least, brighten it a bit with a more neutral and lighter shade of split pea green.

Then I saw this fun clock wall at Pottery Barn that I'd like to put somewhere in my house. I just love all the B&W prints next to the silver and the different mats:
I had to warn the sales associate that I was taking a picture of the display and not a weirdo trying to take a picture of him specifically.

So - I am at a distinct fork in the road. To the right - is the safe neutral blues/greys/purple that I love. AND then there's the left - the crazy-

But no matter which road I take, I'm pretty sure that rug is not going to make it with me.

P