Right now Lola is walking purposefully very slow and stiff.  She is so goofy.  I said, "Lola, what are you doing?  Just walking slow?"  She never looked up, just said, "nah" and kept kept going.  Maybe that doesn't sound awesome to you, but she's constantly this awesome.

I finally feel like getting a paint brush out again.  Lola's poor, patched walls may get painted here in the next week or so.  Here's my idea, sort of.
I like a paisley, but I'll design my own.  I like the idea of some random flowing white paislies coming out of a corner or two on a light color called Coral Mist or Apricot Ice.  Haven't decided on the color yet.

But then, I'll probably never find the bedding I like to match this idea, and then I'll have to make a quilt, in which I will applique tons of little paislies.  SO I won't post a picture of the finish product of this room for 2 more years.  This is what happens when I am more excited about my own design than I am Target's.  I'll let you know what happens.

P.S.  Lola says "oh pine."  when I ask her to do or not do something.  "Oh pine."  More awesomeness.