Faith Trust & Pixie Dust

I Can Fly, I Can Fly, I Can Fly.

Oh wait, no I can't. This was horrific for people who aren't afraid of heights. By the way, I am terrified of heights. It's more the falling part that really gets to me. Not more than two weeks prior to my attempt at suicide, did my sister fall from an extension ladder and do some serious damage to her lower leg and knee, which now requires surgery. This was in the forefront of my mind the entire time I was ascending the two story high wall without a safety harness.

What we do for people we love.

Okay Sharon, I hope you love your pink stripes because if you don't......TOUGH! I ain't going back up there if you paid me twice what you paid me to put those stripes up.

For what it's worth though, they really did turn out well.

Terror is written all over my face, good thing you can't see it.

My Mom and I took turns going Up Up Up, so that I didn't have to freak out every moment, just every other moment. Good thing that Sharon wasn't home for most of this project or she would have FREAKED!!!

The finished wall turned out so cute. I can not wait to redo her back splash and pull that whole kitchen together. It will be fantastic.

For all you fans of pink out there, eat your heart out. The next step to this painstaking process will be to fill her hundreds of candy jars with candy and carefully place them on her cabinets. What a candy shop themed kitchen this will be. I would love to convince her to put some canopy lighting up above the cabinets to really bring the whole look in. If I am crazy enough to suggest it, she actually might be crazy enough to let me do it. Scary to have so much to say about a project and have someone actually listen. I could really screw up this woman's life.

Onto the next little somethin' somethin'.