So yet another night in metropolis of Angola, we were bored and in need of something to do. Kendra and I, under the influence of waaay too much coffee and lack of sleep (or in my case too much shopping) decided that we should paint a sheet. Why you may ask. I don't know, why not. It makes a good story in the end and a great tapestry for the wall, that's why :). So we tracked down all the paint in our house and some random old sheet that we had lying around. Jess came over and we decided to cover our feet in paint while stratigically hopping onto the sheet. (By strategic I mean completely radom and sporadically). By the end, it was covered in paint and so were we. Unfortunately so was Bella. She wanted to help and who were we to deny her of that pleasure? Haha. Kel, who had been off working hard all day, was less than pleased with the new picasso-fied version of her dog. Needless to say, we had fun. And Kendra's ceiling will look pretty sweet...once we figure out how to peel the now dried sheet off the basement floor....whoops!
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