Inexpert icing piping, sheer heat, and me holding the cake platter aloft while taking this picture all contributed to it's not-so-wonderful crooked look. Ah, well, can't say the kids minded at all!
Yesterday, my first floor was 84 degrees! Yes, that's in the house. Yes, that's only 5 degrees less than what it was outside. I'm not going to even tell you what the second floor was. Or the third floor. That rain never showed up yesterday either--but it's looking good out there for sometime this morning!
Despite the heat, I've wrapped up a few painting projects I hadn't gotten around to. I 'discovered' in the basement a half of a quart of leftover trim paint from the previous owners and I used that to repaint the dining room door. The dining room door sorely needed to be painted because that, too, was salvaged from the basement when we found it shoved in a corner about a year or so ago. I remembered that Missy had left that can of white paint here so I used that to paint the ceiling in the two places that were still lacking paint from when Mike did all of the drywalling for us in the hall. That one I've been putting off because I wasn't sure how I would reach the areas I needed to get to. Luckily, that ladder Rick picked up about 2 months ago was taller than our other step ladder and I was able to reach just fine--though accompanied by a mild panicky feeling whenever I had to stand on the ladder and reach out across the steps with paintbrush and edge tool in hand. I used the leftover white paint to paint the one side of the basement door that needed it and also the walls going down to the basement. The paint helps, but only a smidgen because my basement is one of those funky old-time basements--it's 87 years old! My grandmother isn't even that old.
Still on the subject of paint, I took the ancient can of trim paint to Busy Beaver where George and I spent about 30 minutes trying to match the color. We couldn't do it. The formula written down on top of the rusty lid doesn't convert into the new way of mixing paint. George said that he thinks the paint was mixed in the 1960's because that was when they used that type of formula! I don't know though, because the paint that was left in was not dried up and worked perfectly, so I don't think it could be that old. Plus, the price tag was still on the can and the price seemed 'steep' for the 1960s. Anyways, afterwards, Ray tried helping by attempting to locate a store that still mixes that brand of paint and is nearby but didn't have any luck. I really would like some more of it so I can do some other touch-ups on the woodwork.
Yes, I really do know some of Busy Beaver Guys by name and others by sight. That's how many times I've been in there in the last 2 years.