Life in Color

Black and white pictures are beautiful. Classic. Chic.

. . .but there's no color.

I realized today - how much I value color in my home. If you've been reading the blog for a while, you know that when we moved to the new house, every room (except bathrooms) got painted. . . a color. Sage green, seafoam green, sandy beige, cotton candy. (I really cannot remember the names of all the colors, but you get the idea)

Life in color is so vivid.

This morning, as Caroline was eating her breakfast, I was struck by the colors. She loves Trix yogurt. I love that she loves yogurt. She always has "ohs" (cheerios) and "woops" (fruit loops) with the multi-colored Trix yogurt. Her juice cup changes colors, so they range from blue to orange to green to purple to pink.

Life in color.

Edison was unloading the dishwasher for me. He was wearing his Old Navy pajama pants - red tartan plaid, with a bright red t-shirt. Set against the "Americana" blue (I remember that color name) of my kitchen walls, and the warm oak cabinets, I saw color.

Life in color.

It's so much more vibrant than black & white.

And yet, as I consider decorating my living room with pictures of the family, I'm leaning toward black and white shots of us, in black frames, matted simply with white.

. . . I'm a girl, that's why.

I am also a girl that tends to wait out a trend and see if it's going to work. I didn't jump headlong into scrapbooking right away. I knew about Creative Memories for at least a year before I attended my first class. Now? Well, I'm addicted.

As of today I own my first pair of crocs. Brown crocs. Yes, I know. . .after the first half of this entry, you'd expect me to have bought fuscia or lime green crocs, but there's only so much "froo froo" this 43-year old mom can do.

I like 'em. I'm still wearing them, in fact. They're comfortable. I have a very wide (fat) foot. . .so I wasn't sure that I could wear them. I don't just buy shoes off the rack. But, so far, they're fitting, and my toes aren't tingling. So, I take that as a good sign. They're nice around the house.

Oh, and speaking of houses. . . .we're showing our for a 2nd-walk through this afternoon. A dear, sweet friend is doing some handy man work around the house (fixing a rotting windowsill, painting trim, etc.). Realtor says that looks good to prospective buyers. Say a prayer.

I guess that's it. I need to go unload pictures from the camera, and take a few more pictures of recently-hung pictures. I'm very pleased with our progress last night. We managed to hang my iron/ironing board holder, a plastic bag receptacle, three samplers, one painting, and one print. Watch for an update later today.
Life is good on this colorful Thursday. Live in color. You won't regret it.