Let me begin by pointing out that today I'm solving a DILEMMA, not a delima, as I did yesterday, which my husband so kindly pointed out via text while I braved the grocery store with two heat-hopped kids at noon to buy something which I would then sllllaaaaavvvve away at to turn into his dinner, hot on the table when he walked in the door that evening (22 minutes late. But who is counting.) I cannot spell, and he can, and there it is.
I like to think that what I lack in boring pursuits like spelling (and math facts and solving The Jumble) I make up for in sparkle.
So I found this picture via My Notting Hill today, and I think the chairs from yesterdays post would look fab-u-lous slipped in cream with a charcoal grey stripe up the middle.
Now if only I could buy time as easily as groceries. Sigh.