Lou’s room has been painted, and then repainted.
The colors were great but the glaze for the purple wall? The one that was supposed to make it glitter and shine? It made it dark and goth, kind of depressing really, and it had to go. No four-year old needs a dark, dreary room, they need bright and light so it was repainted.
Martha Stewart? Your glaze sucked and it sucked up my time and energy. A little research and I found a solution…Wet paint and cheap glitter, then add in a lot of hot air. I am full of hot air so that wasn’t a problem. Sprinkle glitter on a paper plate and blow it into the wet paint. The walls are now bright purple and sparkly.
I have made my peace with my sweet daughter having a sparkly room. I believe the Lord put glitter on the earth for little girls, well and so we can spot whores who refuse to accept the fact that they are old, and getting rather large, and look ridiculous with their love of all things pink and sparkly.
It’s important lesson for us to teach our sons, that just because something/someone sparkles? It doesn’t mean they are gold. Everything that glitters is not gold. It doesn’t mean they are worth anything. And what is gold? What is a diamond? Just metals and rock, something we like cuz they are sparkly. I can cover a cow patty in glitter and make it sparkle but I don’t want it on my finger or in my house.
Hey guys/men just because someone is girly and likes to sparkle doesn’t mean they sparkle on the inside. If a woman has to wear short skirts and high heels to get your attention? She is probably lacking the personality and inner beauty that you are gonna want in a wife. Or as a mom to your children. Or to take home to meet your family. Or for longer than one night. Cuz when that girl goes to take a shower? Off come the short skirt, heels and sparkle and all that’s left is a fat whore, clogging your drain with cheap glitter.
Although today as I’m making a mad dash to town for more supplies and I am sparkly from the flying glitter. I look like a magic fairy finally did fly out of my ass. Which kind of makes me mad…I want my three wishes, or a magic wand. Yes I would only use it for good.
As my sweet Lou would ask “Define Good?”
If you see me in town please don’t mistake me for a whore, I’m just a paint and glittered covered mom. Slightly crazy, really tired but still working on Lou’s room.
“And, oh the crowds will always love you,
But, as for me, I’ve come to know,
Everything that glitters is not gold.”