No jokes about finally being legal

My 21st birthday came and went and I've been too busy to blog about it! It's pleasing to look back at the post of my 20th birthday and realize that I still have the same people in my life to create memories with. I am very lucky to have kept the same friends over the years because I think that the older you get, the more important it is to have people around who have watched you grow into who you are.

Today

Today, more than once, I had to make myself stop and take a few deep breaths. The recent move, the insane heat, the significant lack of money, figuring out financial aid works and realizing that I missed the deadline, all culminated together at once to give me quite a stress cocktail. Thinking of putting $1200 for tuition on a credit card will do that to anyone, especially knowing that the reward for the hard work now is still years away. But that’s when I realize that there is a reward for all the stress I’m experiencing now. Some people live their entire lives pinching pennies and living paycheck to paycheck. Reminding myself that this is temporary really helps to get through it.

Today I came home from the cashier’s office at my school, and instead of having a mental breakdown as I had anticipated, I set aside all the ominous financial aid forms and invited a friend over to go swimming. Maybe this isn’t the best way of dealing with a problem. Maybe I should’ve tackled the forms right then. Maybe I should’ve compared my bank account to my bills and made a plan for how this is all going to work. Maybe that would’ve been the sensible thing to do, but that method doesn’t really work for me. It’s always worked out before, and today I realized that no matter how much I micromanage my stresses, I’m still going to have the same amount of money to work with, and still going to have to get through school one way or the other.

Today ended up being a good day. I think a dip in the pool does a person good.

lots of updates

My last post was months ago and I wish I had a good reason for neglecting my blog, but I don't. The time since then has been full of change so the purpose of this post is update for those readers I haven't lost.

My blog has never had a real "purpose", but it seems as if it has mostly been the chronicles of my singleness and dating screw-ups. I'm now happy to report that I've finally done it right. In the early months of this year I reconnected with Dan, a guy who's been in my life for the last five years and has played many different roles during that time. I dated one of his friends. He dated one of my friends. For a period of time a few years ago, I would've called him one of my best friends as our social group was really tight. When we started hanging out again, the best friend label was slapped back on at the start and our friendship kept evolving. I instigated the "what are we?" talk after a few weeks of being everything to each other and we made it official. Life has been pure bliss since then and I am so happy to have finally found what I've been looking for.

The lease at Dan's old house was over on July 24, and since I've spent the last few months at his house with no problems, it seemed only right to get a place together. At the end of June, we moved into a fabulous four bedroom, 3 bathroom house with his long time friend, Richard. I know living with other people carries a bad reputation for eventually ruining friendships, but I have no doubts that this will work out. Our house is so big that I feel like I could live with ten more people and never have issues because we would never run into eachother. In fact, the three of us all have our own living rooms lol. Our time together has been spent playing in our backyard pool, roasting smores at our fire pit, and bbqing daily. It doesn't get much better than this. Yesterday Dan and I built a fort in the living room, listened to records, and ate ice cream while laying inside of it. I'm so glad I finally found someone that can match my weirdness :).

And lastly, I have to update my school/work situation. The economy failing finally hit home for me in March when I cut myself free from my parent's company. The lack of work was pretty evident and it didn't feel right to myspace all day on my dad's dime. My track record has been pretty spotty since then, and I ended up taking a quarter off school. Things are looking up now because I'm scheduled to go back to LifeTouch Photography on August 10th and am taking summer classes. I'm also looking into taking out a fat student loan so I can afford to keep living my low-budget lifestyle and go to school full-time. I don't mind taking it slow if I have to, but knowing that my life is moving forward again is a very good feeling.

The Great Flood of '09

Folks, have you ever wondered how to clear those dust bunnies out from under the washer and dryer without physically moving the machines? Well I've got just the solution for you! With no heavy lifting involved, you can get that floor wiped clean using the following method that even the biggest idiot can pull off!

***This method will only work if you are at your parent's two-story house (preferably built circa the 1960's), and there has to be a bathroom on each floor.

Step One: After flushing the toilet in the upstairs bathroom, DON'T jiggle the handle to make sure the water has stopped running.

Step Two: Return to your desk on the bottom floor with your full cup of coffee. Make sure you don't have to get up from the desk, or pay attention to your surroundings in the least bit, and then stare mindlessly at your screen for at least 20 minutes.

***Unbeknownst to you at this time, the running water in the upstairs restroom is more than the old pipes can handle at once, and the shower stall in the downstairs restroom is slowly filling with water...

Step Three: Act bewildered when your dad walks and starts groaning "Oh no... Oh no... Oh no..." and mumbles about water on the floor. Get up from your desk, inspect the bathroom and the adjacent bedroom. Agree with him that, yes, there does in fact appear to be water all over the floor, and apparently underneath the carpeted areas as well. (Random wet spots on the carpet are evidence that the entire underlying pad is soaked. Fabulous).

*** Mind you, this is not clean water. This is water filled with dog hair, soggy clumps of dust, and chunks of cat litter that were stuck in the corners of the bathroom floor.

Step Four: Bust out your SHAM-WOWs and spend the next two hours cleaning up water!! Feel refreshed knowing that you successfully flushed those dust bunnies out from under the dryer and now they will haunt you no more.

RHPS

Procrastinating is my biggest vice, and I'm starting to think I should have put more thought into spring break, seeing as how this is the last week of instruction for winter quarter. Mind you, I'm pretty good at spur of the moment vacations so it shouldn't be too hard to find myself wrapped up in crazy shenanigans in a foreign country with little to no planning. I'll likely end up rocking down to Cabo and staying with some contacts there. Typical tourista stuff.

Note to self... find a cheap plane ticket to Cabo.

A vacation will be nice. I think I need it. A break from school. A break from work. A break from the monotony of everyday life here. I am starting to feel like I've run out of words to make my day-to-day life seem interesting anymore. Who woulda thought I could run out of words.

And then there are things that don't even need words. Like this.

Some buddies and I went down to Seattle on Saturday night to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show, and per usual, we dressed accordingly. So here ya go, from start to finish.

WARNING: the following pics are not for homophobics.
























My life is so exciting huh.

So anyways... I feel like I need to update about Bill, the oh-so-sexy man from my last post. I couldn't resist the urge to write about him last time but I'm already wishing I hadn't. It was, indeed, too soon. Let's just say my cell phone hasn't been buzzing off the hook from texts. I know the outcome doesn't change whether I blog about it or not, but it feels like if I get chatty about a good date, when I come back to say it fell through... It's like I actually lost something. Then again, it's also too soon to completely say that this one fell through.

Guess we'll see. I haven't decided yet whether or not I actually care. Nothing like running off to Mexico for a week to soak up the sun and enjoy having no strings attached.

Laces, Leggings, and Good Days

I wore real tennis shoes today for the first time in probably 6 months. They had laces, and I wore socks. This is not only shocking to me, but to anyone who knows me.

Micheal walked into math class this morning and sat down next to me like he does everyday. Class had already started so I got his attention by poking at his arm. He looked at me, and I flicked my eyes towards my shoes while positioning my right foot to show off the piece of attire that was far from my usual ballerina-type flats. Micheal clutched his hands to his chest in a lame attempt of mimicking a heart attack, then whispered, "It's too early in the morning for you to be shocking me like that!" Hahaha. I adore that guy.

Keith looked at my outfit today and proclaimed that my attire looked like that of 2003... Whatever that's supposed to mean...

In other news, has anybody heard that annoying radio commercial for a new pill called "Good Days?" It starts out with a cynical woman narrator:

"Look at how many pills we take everyday! Pills for our skin. Pills for our heart..."

And already I'm thinking, "Crap! She's right! I do take a lot of pills everyday. She sounds very disapproving and I should probably cut back.... " I run through the list in my head... I start listing all the daily vitamins and supplements I take and get all the way to vicodin for the occassional back pain, and then the enthusiastically narrator butts in on my thoughts:

"Well now you can take a pill just to have a GOOD DAY!! And it's called GOOD DAYS!!" She goes on to tell of how she and a group of researchers have just engineered this magic pill.

Wait, what? Didn't you just tell me I take too many pills? Now I'm confused. Someone needs to tell this chick to fire her advertising writer, because that is a horrible gimmick and you made me feel guilty for no reason. Pssshhh.

But anyways, back to the shoes and socks discussion. Lately I've realized that I don't really enjoy wearing pants either. Since it's socially unacceptable to run around pantsless, my wardrobe of leggings and long shirts has been multiplying. Jackie would label these kinds of things as Weird Jacee Items... or something along those lines.

I will never forget a conversation between Jackie and I one time while thrift store shopping. (On a side note, I truly do enjoy having a shopping buddy because she keeps me from buying essentially atrocious items that I apparently think are sensational). So anyways, we're shopping, and I hold up an item of clothing and ask how she feels about it. She shakes her head. I take one last look at it before abandoning it back on the rack it came from, and with a shrug I say, "I would wear it."

She looks at me like a parent who has just let their 1st grader dress themselves for picture day so that their young, creative personality shines through in the portrait (I met a lot of this kind of parents back in the day when I was doing school photos). With a big, accepting, friendly smile, she looks up from the clothing rack and says with a slight head tilt, "I know you would. "

We still joke about that, and now if she says, "Oh you look cute!" I always have to ask the follow-up question: "Cute in a normal way? Or in like a Jacee-never-matches-anyway-and-you've-come-to-accept-it-by-now kind of way?" That always gets a smile.

That was quite a tangent to go off on, but as Mister Roger's would say, it's another day in the neighborhood, and that means I need to get back to work. Ciao.

Argosy

I'm a bit overdue for a post but with good reason. The last week of instruction for Winter Quarter is next week with finals in the following week. Classes have been pretty fast-paced and I'm at the point of running on empty. At least the end is in sight.

I also had my first ride on the Argosy, a fancy dinner-cruise ship that does a loop around the Puget Sound as the sun sets. It was the venue for AXA Financial's annual award ceremony and Jena asked if I'd be interested in being the photographer since their normal one bailed. Hands down, sign me up.

Throw in an open bar and let the good times roll.

Photo Shoot with Jackie

Jumping off the swing.

Laying on top of the monkey bars.

weapons of math destruction

(lol... yea, I think I'm funny.)

I was up way too late last night studying for today's math exam. Part of it was a take home portion that was distributed yesterday, and had to be turned in today. The teacher mentioned we are allowed to work in groups on the take home part, and proves his intellect by saying, "you were all going to anyways." This is entirely true.

Now that working in groups is technically legal, I think we pushed it farther than my instructor anticipated. His one request was that we write the names of whoever we worked with at the top of the take home portion.

The top of my page read something like, "Worked with Micheal, Casey, Tanner, Kevin, my friend Rylan who isn't in this class, and his neighbor Patrick."

I'm hopeful that the group effort prevailed and secured at least the 15 points off that portion. The in-class portion today definitely left me feeling a little less than confident. But still, I think I *might* have passed. This is shocking. It's a rare sight indeed when I receive a math exam score higher than %64. The professor doesn't seem to buy the excuse that I'm just too right-brained for this junk.

You can tell my life isn't exactly exciting when all I have to write about are math room scandals haha.

The good news is that this quarter only has three weeks of instruction left, then finals the following week. And then... who knows. Things are often more uncertain than certain for me. I want to be able to take next quarter off and leave for awhile, but there's always that whole money thing... ugh. I still have a lot of thinking (and scheming) to do before I can come up with a new solution for the ill that plagues me. Dramatic, I know.

Budgeting with a swollen face.

Today is one of those days where I have too much to say and not enough time to say it. Please forgive the choppy writing because I'm just trying to get it all out there. First off, I'm kind of flattered since it has come to my attention that I have other readers besides my family and myspace friends... Maybe my blog is finally prestigious enough to come up on search engines if the right combination of words are entered lol. Anyways, to the commentor on yesterday's post, if you read this, please send me a way to contact you!

Anyways, things were looking good for my fundraiser idea. I have an appointment with someone tomorrow at 11:00am to check out the theater and talk about availability and everything that is included in the price. I find the theater itself highly affordable, but the comedy group I want is wayyyy out of the price range. Even if I sold out the theater (200 seats), I'd have to charge people upwards of $20 for entry, and that is just not feasible for students. I'm now in the market for cheap(er) entertainment. Hopefully something pans out in the near future.

In other news, yesterday I realized that my life has been lacking of a certain annoyance for the last few weeks... yea, you guessed it, a certain ex-boyfriend that is constantly creating new myspaces and instant messager names in order to contact me. Lo and behold, I checked the Snohomish county jail register and looks like he was recently taken in. That's always a good feeling.

And this is kind of a weird thing to throw out there but hey might as well. For weeks now, the lower right side of my jaw has been tender and a bit swollen. Assuming it had something to do with my wisdom teeth extraction in December, I ignored it for a bit and hoped it would go away. Yesterday I finally went back to the dentist. Apparently, my jaw is incredibly infected and she has no idea why- claiming it's unrelated to my wisdom teeth coming out. I left the office with a prescription for antibiotics and a referral to an oral surgeon. Hopefully these antibiotics work out for me though, because I am entirely determined that I will cut that thing open myself before shelling out the cash to see an oral surgeon. Let's hope I'm not pushed to that. Ugh.

Time to tie this up though. I'm at work right now, have to take the cat to the vet in an hour (she gets better treatment than I do), have to work on the take home portion of my math exam, and fill out the notecard I'm allowed to use on the exam tomorrow. Good times.

Cheers.

Taking it all on.

I've decided to take next quarter off from school. It's time to take the trip I started planning a few months ago, but I haven't settled on a destination yet. Right now, the most favored options on the table are Peru or Kenya. There are various cheap volunteer abroad programs out there, but a plane ticket will set me back about $900, and then I have to shell out a few hundred bucks for a place to sleep during the project.

So how exactly am I going to fund this? I decided a fundraiser was in order, but we're not talking about the chump change of selling candy bars door-to-door. I have been conspiring all night, and after a 3-hour pow-wow coffee sesh and brainstorm with Keith at Denny's, we managed to fashion a pretty brilliant idea.

The plan is still under construction, but the idea is pretty straight forward. I am going to rent the Black Box Theater at my school for either March 13th or 20th. The date will be officiated once I talk to the Jet City Improv group and check their availability.

Seems brilliant to me. Rent the theater, hire a comedy group, sell overpriced tickets to students, and oh hey, I just happen to be on the school paper staff and predict a promotional article running in the near future...

This is looking very promising. I'll update as the idea evolves.

So much for natural selection

It's too bad the editor won't listen to any of my ideas, because after seeing the latest issue that came back from print today, I am so embarrassed. Leave it to my buddy Keith to make light of the situation:

"I'm really glad my school paper looks like a bunch of dudes got together, watched porn, ate pizza, and then realized they were on a deadline.... It sure looks like a lot of time and effort went into this. You should be proud to be part of a prestigious institution. Real Proud."

On the bright side, at least the layout editor spelt my name right this time on all my pictures and articles.

The back page of the paper is always the "versus" section. Two writers debate both sides of a controversial issue. The subject for this time around was "Evolution vs. Creationism", and yours truly took the evolution side. My favorite editing error of the entire paper appears at the end of my article, where my last sentence trails off into nothingness. Apparently whoever is in charge of copy and pasting thought my article was fine without ending in a complete thought or heaven forbid, a period. Keith, after commenting on how nice I look all pixelated, says copy and pasting must be as difficult as changing the resolution of the photos.
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No beige left here.

My palace is still a work in progress... Today I put a mini fridge in, but still plan on buying a nifty area rug, some plants, a dvd rack, and wall art to fill in the blank spaces. Trust me, it looks a lot cooler in person. I screwed around with the brightness and contrast in Photoshop. The colors aren't really this circus-y bright.

couple recent pics

Took these during the last few photo assignments.

Feed Seattle promo

Todd had a promo made and I think it's great! Check it out at http://www.vimeo.com/3014437.

Music Scene at Edmonds

[[[ Article for the school paper... I'm particularly proud of this one since I've never downloaded in my life, and a 48-hour deadline was pretty rough after randomly drawing this prompt. Still needs to go through copy editing though. It's still too wordy and blah blah blah... ]]]
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Rylan Yee, an Edmonds Community College student, sports a red iPod Nano covered in an eclectic sticket compellation, and proclaims with a smirk, "I am a pirate, and I have scurvy."

With a taste for the classics, as well as new hits, Yee keeps his playlist fresh by frquently downloading from iTunes.com. However, he bashfully admits to pirating music from other, less-than-legal sites.

Despite knowing that piracy is bad news, it turns out that Yee isn't alone on the pirate ship. Several students mentioned "peer-to-peer network" sites, such as Limewire, Kazaa, and Torrents.

These sites allow users to download legal and illegal files from another person's computer through an open connection. "Limewire or Torrents: those two are the best out there right now," said Kyle Strumbeta, an EdCC student. "Well, that you don't have to pay for."

If downloading isn't your thing, there are still other option. For instance, Nick Kirkpatrick, a Running Start student, ditched his CDs years ago. He then began to upload the contents of his CD collection onto a computer so he could transfer music to his new iPod. His taste in music ranges from Christian to classic rock. Kirkpatrick uses rhapsody.com to add new additions to his playlist. Kirkpatrick is happy to be able to easily download from the internet or upload old CDs. "If it weren't for the evolution of the computer, music distribution would not have reached the level it is at now," Kirkpatrick said.

For those who still prefer the random grab-bag selection of the good ol' radio, there's now a method of creating your own station on the web, with music to fit your taste. On Pandora.com, users can type in an artist or song, and the site will generate a playlist based on a "sounds like" pretense.

"You can type in any artist or song you like, and it will match similar songs, and it's free," said Angelica Montanari, an EdCC student and frequent listener. "There are almost no commercials." Even though the site requires users to sign up for a free membership, the perk of having radio on demand has Pandora's listeners streaming with joy.

So whether you're uploading or downloading, streaming or file-sharing, remember that you are one of a great population doing the same, so do it right and keep it legal. However, if you're set in your ways, please remember to unleash your inner Jack Sparrow somewhere other than on the school's computer.

Thrift store junkie

What a productive weekend! I'm still in the process of furnishing my room via craigslist and thrift stores, and over the last few days I've acquired a fabulous green couch, a coffee table, an end table, and a dvd player for under $100. Damn I love being cheap haha.

The couch came from Goodwill and I talked Micheal into hauling it to my house today. I absolutely love the couch even though I seem to be the only one that appreciates it lol. In the truck earlier, I enthusiastically told Micheal, "I'm surprised someone actually donated that thing!!!"

And he replies flatly, "...I'm not." Lol.
Apparently he's not a fan of green couches.

My room is a few minor details away from what I originally had in mind, but these few details will probably take me a good month or so to iron out.

I'll post "after" pictures when it's all done.

Passion vs. Prominence

Yesterday at work, my mom looked over at me typing away, and with a smirk says, "Someday you'll make a good employee for someone..." and swivels her chair back around with a snicker while awaiting my reaction. I shot her a spiteful look with one eyebrow raised which caused us both to laugh, and she says, "You know I only said that because I know you want to be a business owner." This led into a discussion about how the lousy economy was affecting my career choice, and that I had decided to "take the safe bet" with a degree in social work and settle for a decent government job.

I think nothing of my word choice and turn back to face my computer. She turns her whole body towards me and demands my attention:

"Jacee, look at me, don't let me everrr hear you say that again... 'safe bet?'. The economy has gone through this before and some businesses will prosper no matter what the market is like."

She goes on to tell me that the founder of McDonalds started the company during a recession even though he was already 50+ years old. In my defense, I explain that photography is not as much of a necessity as food, and that a photo studio would go out of business before a food place, so hey, bad example. We kind of agree on this point, but her argument was persuasive enough to get me thinking about where I'm currently at with school.

I'm halfway through my Associate of Arts, which in my case, would only do any good if I transferred to a university and completed a bachelors in social services or liberal arts (the two bachelors degrees I had been debating on.) Neither of these will do me any good in pursuing photography because the only place that even has a bachelors program in photography is the art institute, and hey go figure, they have an entirely different associates program and the progress I've made so far in school doesn't cover their course requirements. I'd have to start over at ground zero if I were to change my major at this point. Then again... I have tons of professional photo experience and could easily pursue it without a degree... hmm....

I'll have to put some serious thought into it and decide if that's something I can commit to doing, or even if I feel like it would be worth it. It's tough deciding between keeping your hobby as a just a hobby, or making it your lifelong career. But for me, what it comes down to is knowing that lugging around my camera and tripod just feels right, and I guess that's really all I should consider.

You are not a car.

This is a rant for all the bicyclists that ride in the street. Okay actually, not all of them, just the one I got stuck behind today. Come on dude, don't try to kid yourself. Why would you think it's a good idea to ride down highway 99 on a flimsy 10 pound bike while inspiring insane road rage in all the people stuck behind you; one in particular being the girl in the blue hybrid who is coffee-deprived and running late for 7:30am math. It's foggy, and you're slow. I'm just saying that hey accidents do happen... Watch yourself.

Messy room pictures

For all of you that were just dying to know what a purple and orange room looks like, here ya go... I still have to get curtain rods as well as some white curtains... sorry for the mess, it's still a bit of a construction zone.

Rain

I woke up this morning hoping it would rain, and it poured. I love it when the weather suits my mood. There's nothing like being surrounded by dreariness when you're already feeling down. Today hasn't been a good day, and I think it warrants me taking an overnight trip down to my broken-hearted-hide-away.

I feel like I've written this blog so many times before even though I hate admitting that I keep making the same mistake over and over again. I posted a blog a few days ago while I was upset, and ended up taking it down sometime the next day, but the gist of it was me asking how long should one put up with something that doesn't make them feel good... basically, how much is too much? I deleted it because it was in frustration against a specific person, and I thought maybe we had started to get past the problem in question. I have finally realized that it's just not something I can be okay with and took corrective action. I was hoping to evoke some emotion out of this person, maybe as some proof that he actually cared, but got nothing. I guess that's all I needed to know.

I'm tired of feeling like I care too much about people that don't reciprocate the feeling, and it's really wearing me down. Today I just feel... defeated. Just completely drained. Could be my lousy night's sleep in anticipation of how today would play out, or could be the emotional punch in the face I received today, or it could be that Lynsey's car broke down today and we had to freeze in the car while waiting for the tow truck, and consequently making us both late to work.

Guess that's all I've got to say at the moment. I'm leaving tonight. Be back tomorrow.

First Post of '09

Sorry for not posting for awhile - life caught up with me over the last few weeks, and it doesn't help that my hard drive decided to fry itself just before Christmas. My only option left is to use the computer at work (which is what I'm doing right now), but yanno... sitting at this desk drains all my inspiration because of how much time I've served here. I don't have any insightful thoughts or funny stories to share at the moment, but I figured I need to at least throw out the highlights from the last few weeks.

I started out the new year at my brothers house surrounded by [drunk] friends and [drunk]family at my older brother's house. What a blast! We carried the karaoke on through the wee hours of the night/morning until someone decided it was time to start calling the taxis. Within minutes I was wiped out in the guest bed, only to awake 6 hours later to find my nice curls had gone crazy overnight and my eyes resembled those of a raccoon from leftover mascara smears. I hoped no one on the road would notice how freakish I looked as I made the drive home.

The following Tuesday (woulda been Monday, but had a snow day) I started classes again. The roster this quarter is Math 132, Journalism 125, and Digital Photography. Today marks the end of week 1, and I'm already exhausted. No surprise here, but math has already woke me up every morning this week feeling like I was punched in the face. It's like the never-ending stress factor that snatches my sleep time away by forcing me to study throughout the night.

On a side note, I've realized that the more there is on my to-do list, the less I will actually get done. Just knowing that I have math to study, articles to write, and photos to take makes me want to lay in bed and watch an entire season of House on dvd instead... (I've actually spent way too much time doing just that).

I already know that the best part about this quarter will be journalism. The class just kinda throws you into being the staff for the school paper while letting me choose my own story topics. Yesterday I got free press passes to go see The Unborn before it was released to the public and it was great! Well the movie SUCKED (I'll be posting my review soon), but the experience was great. I know this is lame, but we (my fav sidekick Angelica and I) felt pretty cool. There was a line of people who had gotten free tickets from radio shows and whatnot, but we got to pass that whole line after telling the usher that we are "with the press" lol, and he showed us to the VIP press section. Man, I could get used to this.

In other news, Jena and Gabby moved out of the house. No time to mourn though because we already shuffled some renters in off craigslist. Things are going great with them so far! It's a woman named Ellen who is mom's age, and her 24-year old daughter Kristi. It couldn't have worked out any better and I'm lovin' the living situation now. Oh yea, and I finally moved into the big bedroom that Jena seized from me back in the summer time, and then just to spite her, I painted it purple and orange hahaha. I think the colors are fabulous, but when Ellen first peeked through my doorway, she said:

"Oh... my... god...

(surveying the room without moving her head, just shifting her eyes back and forth while her mouth hangs open)

... ARE YOU COLOR BLIND?? You better tell YOUR MOM you're color blind!!!"

I jokingly tell her that my mom will love my "porn palace", and just wait until I hang the mirrors over the bed. haha.

It has since come together rather nicely and all the inhabitants of the house agreed that it looks nice.

Moral of the story: don't ever let anyone tell you that orange and purple don't go together... lol.

I hope everyone else is enjoying the new year!