Saturday, August 18, 2007

It seemed like a good idea at the time....


I missed Bob's House warming party this Saturday. I had commitments that involved painting my ceiling with a new paint that goes on one color then magically turns to white. You see this impeccable white ceiling the next morning when you are quietly gazing upward, sipping your coffee in your $300.00 white, terrycloth bathrobe. This is how it works - I know this because it is exactly how it was shown on TV...

It was prominent in my mind, however, that I was missing the festivities while I was working and I thought, "Why don't I make Bob a nice card on my ceiling with this big, long roller
thingie sos he knows that I was wishing he and his family well even though I was not physically present!" I balanced the roller up over my head and painted the words BOB IS HOME! ...a rather sophomoric effort, admittedly, and I apologize for that but...well, my arms were getting kind of tired. I took the picture and then set about getting back to work finishing the painting.

It was about 4pm when I was admiring my handiwork that I noticed that as the ceiling dried, you could actually read my housewarming message to Bob even though I painted over it! oops. Well, the writing is right over where the little fireplace is going to go so I guess when I sit down to relax this winter, I can look up in divine repose and enjoy the sobering reminder from above that Bob is Home and not at work thinking up some new technical gizmo for me to learn about!

Welcome to the 'Ham, Bob!

3 comments:

Bob said...

I'm touched you were thinking of us, but wished you didn't end up with a reminder. Enough paint left for a touch up?

Night Monkey said...

Actually, when I arose this morning and put on my $300.00 white, terrycloth bathrobe and stepped under my newly painted living room ceiling, I looked up and I could no longer read the writing... just like on TV... I was slightly disappointed... perhaps if the light hits the ceiling in just the right way!

sanderr said...

The photo kind of looks, in my squinty, denying-that -I-need-new-glasses-reality, like a map of the Pacific Northwest, with the message super-imposed, and lacking only the arrow to indicate exactly where "home" is. Nice work, Cile.