I’m having company…..which is like my superbowl…..the world cup….the indy 500. Â I’m a maniac and as soon as I heard the news, more ideas popped into my head than you could shake a stick at. Â I become someone my children don’t recognize. Â I move around the house fast and talk to myself and take lamps off their dressers and bedspreads off their beds and spray paint and hot glue and begin the ‘REDECORRRANGING’. Â That’s where I ‘shop’ the house and the basement and ‘shake’ the snowglobe, Â if you will. Â They start to wonder if they can even sleep in the same room anymore. Â I’m not finished but I’ll give you a sneak peek. Â Don’t tell Taylor I took his comforter or Caiti that I took her chair and her candle sticks…..or Emme that I took her lamp. Â It all washes out in the end. Â But hold on to your ‘stuff’ if you live in my house…..’cause nothing is sacred. Â And you stand still too long….your liable to get painted.

