Which way to the beach?
While flipping through a glossy new-car brochure, I came across a vehicle colored Champagne Sand. The implication was that I (and a fantasy companion) could be sipping champagne on a smooth, sandy beach if only we had this car to get us there. That mental picture beats the heck out of a trip to the grocery store, which is what a photo of a Beige mini-van usually inspires.
The colors of my life are often dull. Sometimes they’re downright disgusting. Maybe it’s just the way I’m looking at things. Applying a bit of Madison Avenue razzle-dazzle might improve my outlook.
- The cat threw up all over the carpet. Knowing that Beeby has been frolicking in a Field of Young Clover will make cleanup a snap.
- The knife slipped while I was chopping onions. That bright ribbon of Cherries Jubilee unfurling on the kitchen counter gives me great ideas for our next remodel.
- Someone left a used Q-Tip by the bathroom sink again. I can’t help but admire its rich shade of English Toffee as I chuck it in the trash.
- Too much asparagus for dinner. What a pleasant surprise when a midnight trip to the loo reveals a stream of Pea Pea Green.
- With roots this lovely shade of Mouse Coat Gray, I’m in no hurry to call my hairdresser
- Just because every wall in the house is painted Polar Bear Lumbering Through A Snowy Landscape, doesn’t mean I’m a cowardly decorator.
- The hirsute guy on the treadmill in front of me has a big tuft of hair sticking through a hole in the back of his t-shirt. The Wire Brush Black hair provides a vivid contrast with his white shirt.
It’s just a matter of having the right attitude! With my new outlook, the next time life hands me lemons, I’ll make lemonade – colored Yesterday’s Urine Yellow.
Peg-o-Leg's Ramblings 
Why just yesterday I transformed my Cloudy Day roots to Dark Chocolate Brown. I’m still working on how to transform the Midnight Sky rings under my eyes.
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I have Midnight Sky rings under my eyes as well. I dab them lovingly with Pale Baby Bottom concealer.
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Thanks for the tip – sometimes Pale Baby Bottom makes me look more like Albino Racoon, but I guess that’s still an improvement over Midnight Sky : )
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I feel your pain. Thanks to the use of cheap sunscreen, I am enjoying a case of Rasberry Ruckus all over my face and neck.
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Careful – sometimes Pale Baby Bottom has greenish undertones.
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Perhaps a swipe of Harvest Moon concealer will cause a total eclipse of your Midnight Sky?
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I’ll have to give that a try. I can always count on you to give advice that’s out of this world.
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The English Toffee Q-tip is gross. Really gross. What a fantastic post topic – kudos!
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It IS gross. That’s what I say every time I come upon one.
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Couldn’t possibly have been my Q-tip as mine are customarilly “creme brulee.”
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Big, honkin’ “eeew”.
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So, what IS it with guys leaving used Q-tips laying about? I won’t go into the color thing, but a big eewwww is for sure!
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Maybe they view them as trophies?
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Happy Monday:) I like a little Peg o’ leg to start the week!
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Happy Monday to you, too! Have a great week.
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Funny you should mention the semi detachment of the index finger… I obviously needed some decorating ideas that or practice in applying stitches 🙂
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Your decorating efforts look great on your blog. Did you have a run-in with a sharp object recently?
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Thankyou!
Um yes I actually tried to take the top of my finger off while chopping an onion yesterday…
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Yikes! Hope you’re ambidextrous again soon.
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Great blog pegoleg, but the next time you use my image please ask my permission first.
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Sorry, Al. I thought it would be OK since I didn’t identify you by name. Think everyone down at the WWF will recognize you?
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Haha! Love it. Now, I will sit and try to refrain from offering my shades of poo poo diapers and mystery stains just encountered.
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Try coloring your world – it will make diapering more of an adventure.
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To be fair, the minivan is kind of a pinkish-beige, so at least I can see where they got the name.
This is better than naming a street something like “Meadow Blossom Way” when it is actually in the middle of a paved downtown area.
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That drives me crazy. I remember when my aunt & uncle had one of the first houses going up in a new sub-development in the middle of a bunch of corn fields. The street was Whispering Pine Hills and there were neither pines nor hills anywhere in sight. I never heard any whispering, either.
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I’m partial to the Q-tip paintbrush taken after grooming my cats—Chocolate Frosting.
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That would be a great name for a cat!
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Gee, Peg…I was always losing our beige Dodge Caravan in parking lots…now I’ll have to look for the Champagne Sand one…
My roots are Mouse Coat Gray too…that will be remedied next week when I finally visit my hairdresser!
I’m really glad my fiancé puts his Q-Tips where they belong when he’s finished…ewww!
Wendy
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My Toyota is that color, and there’s another one just like it in the same block where I work. I always have to look twice before I approach the car, but the other day I actually stuck my key in the door lock before I figured out I had the wrong car. Jeesh!
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