Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Hairy situation

You may remember a few weeks back when I set out to paint our hall (and entryway). It's just about finished (we're just waiting on a small order from Snapfish to fill our barren frames), but the key here is that I painted nearly three weeks ago.

Anywho, I went to see my hair stylist today and as soon as I sat down, she asks, "So, what were you painting?"

"How'd you know?"

She picked through my hair, making me feel like a monkey, and pulled out a few teensy tiny paint flecks. "It's right here."

Sad, but true. Fancy-pants shampoo doesn't wash out paint. This has been a public service announcement from the girl who will now wear headgear while painting.

1 comment:

  1. Amber totally called me out on that when I painted our front door black. I felt like the dirty kid in school.


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