Tuesday, July 29, 2008

The Truth and Nothing But The Truth

Red is one of my favorite colors so I am posting in red today. While it is true I was up till all hours night before last and I awoke very early yesterday morning, I am afraid I fudged a little on yesterday's post. Much of it was fiction mixed in with a little truth. My friend Suzanne is an artist. She has painted some very special things for me in the past. She explained to me artists have the license to fudge on perspective, for the sake of the work. I love that concept. Soooooooooooooooooooo, I fudged. My husband is very happy with the looks of our house. He DID make the comment about his grandmother's house BUT the truth is, he liked his grandmother's house. Thank Goodness! If there is one area of life I would be hard pressed to compromise about it is interior decorating. He knew this from the get go, all those 28 years ago. My daughter, Amber, graduated just a few years ago with a degree in interior design. I must admit it is one of my favorite things to tell people. So favorite I might have mentioned it before and chances are you will read it again on my blog someday! You see, during her younger years, there were some very rough times---no lace involved. During this period, I can remember telling our family counselor she was nothing like me. He smiled and asked me if I really believed that---At the time, I did. But here we are, many, many, moons and years later. Not only did she get her degree but she graduated with honors. And so it is with honor that I say to all of you, Thank you for visiting me and just know there might be a little whimsy in a few of my posts. I like to mix things up a bit. If I am ever truly hurting, and I am posting, I will let you know it is the truth and nothing but the truth!

Me With My Favorite Interior Designer


Paris Cowgirl said...

Ahhh CeCe so sweet! Fudging is allowed, especially when we're telling DH stories!

Paris Cowgirl said...

Oh, and thankfully Jennifer didn't leave the hood. She just moved a few doors down!

Reflections from the Stone Nest said...

Hi Cece,

Thx for stopping by my blog. So happy you found the poem. I think it helps to write things down sometimes. There was a time when I didn't think my daughter, Heather, from Pretty Petals, was like me at all. But, alas, 34 years later, she not only is like me in many ways, but has surpassed me with her talent, and has an ample supply of
compassion for people. Love her to pieces. Love your picture of you and your daughter. That's a keeper! Have a wonderful day.