The new black vinyl floor has just been delivered.

I've made a chocolate pudding for tonight's informal get-together.

Going to Ikea with a friend at the crack of dawn tomorrow. I hope they have those swanky black chairs I really, really want. I don't care if they're comfy, they're gorgeous, that's what matters.
Yes, it's *that* kind of mindset which makes me buy a crappy digital camera or a lousy phone.

I know, I know. Only inner beauty should matter (or my butt's comfort when it comes to a chair), but I tend to use my brain a lot during a normal day of work, so by the time I switch it off, I turn into Silly Superficial Blythou, a critter who swears by design over everything.

With a bit of luck, those chairs are beautiful AND comfy. And if they're not, well, too bad. I'll suffer in silence until the cats have destroyed said-chairs and it's time to buy new ones.

Oh, and I need to find a place where I can make "Loser Candy" badges. It sounds like something out of Seinfeld and it'll leave people puzzled which is always a great thing.

Blythou out.

Today we...

- bought the paint and brushes
- sandpapered the walls and repaired all the minor damages and cracks
- painted the ceiling (well, Thierry did)
- painted 3 of the walls (I did)

I also did the weekly grocery shopping, invited a few friends here and there to relax in between hard work, inspected some summer sales but found nothing and arranged an Ikea date with a friend to buy our new chairs...

I'm currently on the couch, enjoying a glass of red wine while Thierry plays Mario Kart next to me.

Oh, and a friend sent me a fantastic t-shirt, totally unexpectedly, which is very, very sweet.

Exhausted but satisfied.

blythou out.

- moved all the stuff (mountains of records, books, furniture) out
- washed the walls
- called charities to give them our old furniture and computers
- drank margaritas with my friend Renan yesterday evening. Yes that has nothing to do with redecorating our office, but it was a wonderful moment...


Our dining room currently looks like a storage unit, with boxes piled high, bookcases stuffed with more boxes, etc. There's dust everywhere.

Don't ask me why I still took time to slice fresh pinapple and make a fresh veggie casserole (zucchini, eggplant and bell pepper cooked in chopped tomatoes with loads of hot sauce). I'm either a masochist, a perfectionnist or, err, I don't want to lose my title of Real Life Cooking Mama.

I'm just beat and exhausted right now.

Blythou out.

I've just ordered black vinyl flooring for our office/study.

Because, yeah, we've finally decided to redecorate that room at last. Which isn't an easy task since there are 3000 records in there, plus two huge bookcases, tons of boxes, two desks, etc.

The color scheme is a tribute to the White Stripes. The walls will be red, the ceiling and woodwork white and the floor black.

I want a big common desk for Thierry and I and our two white Apple 'puters. And matching red or black sixties influenced desk chairs.

It's going to be a daunting task, but I'm looking forward to seeing the results.

Blythou out.