Painting myself or the Pantry?

If you all could see me now, you would crack up - ha ha -- I have paint in my hair, on my arms (both arms) in the corner of my glasses and on my eyebrow. I haven't painted around the house for years. I used to paint the walls but that was a long time ago. Tonight I was painting the inside of my food pantry. It was funny because I have a ladder and was on the highest step possible and still had problems reaching the ceiling inside of the pantry. Good thing I put newspaper down because I dripped paint on it. Even though I tried to be neat about it, the paint and brush just wouldn't cooperate. I was so proud of myself and kept looking at the paint job I did. Anywho, I got most of it done and will finish tomorrow.

Now check this one out... The ladder I spoke about earlier? I can't reach the light fixures in my bedrooms (could it be that I'm too short?) I'll never tell. ha. ha

Unrelated thought: Some time ago, one of our blogging buddies blogged about the wife not answering her cell phone. Guess who else doesn't answer the cell phone (oh, did I say he?)