Way back in April I started a wallpaper stripping project that at the time I assumed wouldn’t take me that long.  To get my DIY butt in gear I even wrote a post about accountability in May where I pledged to post a picture of my wall every day until I was done.  Clearly I petered out on the posting account.  And clearly I petered out on the wallpaper stripping as well.

That was until I realized a life was at stake.  A real living and breathing life was at stake, resting solely upon my wallpaper stripping efforts.

That’s right.  The situation was now crucial and dire and desperate and drastic and extreme and every other adjective that the thesaurus can spit out.

If you recall, the reason I was focusing on this particular painted over wallpapered wall to DIY was so I could set up our currently empty but rather large fish tank over there.  For Gil.  Gil Grissom.  You remember Gil right?  He’s the fish we got in January and you can click here to read all about him if you’re so inclined.

We already had a small tank for Gil with a filter and everything set up on our bar so it seemed like I had all the time in the world.

But I didn’t.  Time was running out.  And fast.

All it took was a two minute trip to the restroom to prove this fact.

You see when I returned from the restroom, I found this:

Bar RW

And this:

Tank RW

In case you can’t tell, that second picture is a view from the top of the aquarium Gil currently resides in.  Sweet little Sweetey Petey had learned to climb the bar stool and decided to feed Gil.  Unfortunately he must have thought Gil was REALLY hungry because he fed him half the bottle of fish food.

Ooooops.

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You heard me right.

I painted a picture . . .

photo (2) RW

. . . and closed down the Ice Cream Shop.

photo (14) RW

Okay that was a crappy bad lighting I-Phone snap, but my salted caramel ice cream with both peanut butter and hot fudge topping was a-freaking-mazing.  Trust me.  I know ice cream and I only spring for the good stuff.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Supermom invited me out to one of those gigs where a group of ladies (and the one brave guy that showed up) all get together in an artist studio and drink wine while an instructor teaches how to paint a pretty pretty picture.

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I’m liking this series, although it has made me lazy in blogging the rest of the week.  I’ll work on that.

Snaps.  From our weekend.  Enjoy.

Seed Growing 3 RW

Midwestern Bite Puts the Screws to It RW

A Midwestern Leaf RW

Midwestern Dirty Boots RW

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