BLOODY DECORATING!
Pinterest, Facebook, Instagram – you all have a lot to answer for!
Oh and you all SUCK!!
I’m not one of Mother Nature’s natural decorators really. My idea of painting would appear to be to get as much on me and my clothes as possible and if there is any left over slap it on the walls for good measure. I enjoy it though – so what the hell if I use three cans where one would do?! The REAL expense involved in decorating for me is all the bloody bubble bath and hot water I get through!
I bought a mahoghany color (pretty damn sure it wasn’t real mahogany for $20) china cabinet on Ebay. I believed all the hype that any dummy could upcycle and planned on titivating the flipping thing “a la Pinterest etc” The project was painting it with an off white semi gloss paint. Its a really pretty hue, a very slight shade of pink, sort of looks like white paint reflecting something pink near it so it’s very subtle…
Anyway there I was, merrily slapping on the paint and singing my little heart out when the landline rang.
Unfortunately it wasn’t the phone I had in my hand at the time.
It was a freshly loaded paint brush.
Yes, dear reader. I did!
I answered the flippin’ paint brush – and not content with that I then picked up the REAL phone to answer AND PUT IT TO THE PAINTED EAR!
After all that it was a friggin’ cold call too. I was helpful in spite of my distress. I bet they’d never thought of replacement windows for their arsehole before.
My new skincare regime is Turpentine and brillo pads – although, and here’s a handy hint – it doesn’t do much for phones. In fact it is NOT HELPFUL. Turps does not play nicely with plastic/rubber/whatever the blasted phone is made of. I managed to melt the buttons on the phone “cleaning” them so I’ve been out today buying a new, and hopefully idiot-proof phone.
We shall see.
In the past I’ve also answered the iron. Explaining how you burnt your ear when trying to a) buy burn cream and b) get a hairdresser to fix your sizzled locks is hugely entertaining for everyone bar me.
I’ve also attempted to answer a hand mixer when making chocolate fudge cakes. Thankfully the bombardment of cake mix splatter stopped me putting the bloody thing to my ear. I never did get the stains off the ceiling. It stained the textured whatever-that-shit-is and then kept bleeding through the fresh paint. It gave the kitchen a certain “Freddy Krueger lived here” ambience I think..
You’d think I’d know by now wouldn’t you but nooooo. Just goes to show you CAN’T teach an old dog new tricks eh?!
I feel very bad, but I’m crying from laughing! I’m very clumsy myself and have managed to do equally funny things. This made my day!
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Snorted my way through that one!! 😂😂 Just be careful of those third degree burns after applying all those turps!
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Hilarious!😅😂📞🎨
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I have painted myself no less than FIVE times, and I never seem to learn! Before I can stop myself, I’m suddenly putting a paint brush on my face 😖
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still laughing!!!! Thanks
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This is so brilliant and you write so well! I have discovered a foolproof way of getting round all telephone mishaps by never ever answering mine (I’m actually wimpily scared of phone calls because it’ll all be in muffled French ). Perhaps you should consider following suit…?
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I rarely answer the phone funnily enough.. maybe my subconscious mind had worked out a devilish way to assassinate the beastly thing? Hmm, I’ll have to think about this. I’m quite bad enough without a fiendish subconscious aiding and abetting me..
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Ha Ha! Perhaps it was time. Good luck with the self-analysis!
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Ahahaha, so fun! Can’t say I’ve ever answered anything, but rest assured I have my own vast collection of idiotisms.. don’t we all 🙂
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Well that’s one way to add new color to your hair! answering a paint brush, lol! I once grabbed a tube of cream instead of toothpaste. I won’t tell you what kind of cream it was, but I learned my lesson! Creams do not go in the same drawer, or even in the same room for that matter as my tooth brush!
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Reblogged this on Bitchin’ in the Kitchen and commented:
It’s Thursday and I’m busier than a one legged man in an arse kicking contest. Rebloggng this and crossing fingers I have more time later!!
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So how did the cabinet turn out?
Do you have your phone in your hand 24/7? You should give it a break. You’re conditioned. It rings? Who cares. Let it go to voice mail.
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This was an old house phone and my kids were with the ex so anything could happen (and usually did!)
I left the cabinet behind when I moved here. Shame because I liked it
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You’re life is like a slapstick comedy.
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Sadly you’re not kidding! I’m currently mainlining Coke Zero whilst dying my hair, baking cupcakes for an event tonight, doing laundry and packing to leave tomorrow… nothing can go wrong right?!
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Your surrounded by rakes Britchy, one wrong step WHACK!!!!! Take it easy girl. Thanks for sharing that story. I laughed at your expense, sorry.
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I wouldn’t share if you weren’t supposed to laugh at me 😊
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Your a Gem
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I know.. I look like I’ve been dug out of the pit of hell by miners looking for the mother lode – poor buggers just got the Mother Britch 😂
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Ha
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You poor thing, but it is a funny thing to imagine! I agree with the poster above…you’re life sounds like something from Mr Bean!
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He’s not as daft as me lol
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You may not learn by repetition (albeit with different media each time..good artistic flair there I think)…but you do one thing with your repeats…. you spread laughter and good humor and that my dear is priceless. I laughed and laughed and laughed again….oh my goodness. Well I was contemplating painting something (really a touch up here and there to the old domicile (she’ll be five in Dec and she’s showing it) …. but now I’m thinking of finding a relative in need of cash or some youth whose parents will farm out for coin. (damned pirate speak is stuck in my brain pan…and you thought YOU had problems! 😉 ) and having them do it. If I got paint on my skin or in my hair? I’d probably lose a bit of both in trying to remove it. Bwahah. Thanks again for the huge belly laugh. I feel loads better now! 😛
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There I go, saving the economy by creating jobs! I’m a valuable asset America!!
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What… isn’t that how you’re supposed to paint? If you’re not wearing it, it’s not done right. I still have paint from this weekend under my fingernails.
Look at it this way. At least you didn’t step in the paint, stumble, fall anyway, and spill the paint all over the living carpet you were too lazy to cover… not that I know anybody’s who’s done that. *sticks hands in pockets, looks down, whistles*
BTW, how’s the cabinet?
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Probably on a rubbish tip but n England! I left it when I moved over here. I only paid £5 for it but I loved it
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*anybody
I meant anybody.
It’s been a long, long week.
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Excellent 🙂
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I have a friend who sews beautifully. Every once in a while she shows me a dress she is copying from Pinterest. I think of the money I am saving on material and a sewing machine. 🙂
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I would love to do that but seeing machines terrify me – that needle going up and down isn’t a good idea with my aptitude for ineptitude!
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