Yes. That would be us. The sisters.

Last night, I succumbed to the invitation for Chinese food, even though it was from the very place that made me violently ill on General Tso's Chicken, and we painted, ate Chinese food and were generally very odd. Though, I don't know if we should say we were ODD since we are ALWAYS like that.

Since I cannot be trusted with a paintbrush (past experience has taught them I might paint obscenities on the wall that takes COATS and COATS of paint to erase) I was given the job of caulking and removing outlet covers. I am quite adept at caulking, if I do say so myself, and quickly took to caulking holes in the walls, pieholes and any other available orifices. Was very fun indeed.

As the paint fumes grew stronger, ventilation become more inconsistent and more of our faithful friends joined us, we grew more and more unpredictable.

At one point, PageantBarbie was demonstrating how small llama children could get the walls dirty. Complete with drooling tougnue and arm-waving. I started shrieking out the lyrics to every single song that came to mind. Mostly consisting of Sunday School songs from around the age of five. VDOPrincess was busy trying to bodypaint everyone.

And that was only the beginning...

If you want to see us in our element. In the state that gives us plenty of blog fodder, you should come.



DO it.