Bathroom

I am so pleased with how my painting the flamingo bathroom turned out. I’ve been thinking about doing it since we moved in. It had to be done. We’d hung our art on existing hooks and ignored the holes left when anchors had been removed.  

I dithered about what color to pain the walls. Pink? What about FLAMINGO PINK? Too cliche? What about green as a counterpoint to pink? The glass tiles are grey, as are the floor tiles.

I brought home paint chips and dithered.

My friend Kathy suggested a brown to match part of the shower curtain. That would be different. I brought home more paint chips.

I love my flamingos, but they need to be contained. Spaulding’s piano teacher, who also accompanied Patten and Mary at cello competition, was a flamingo fanatic. Her whole house was filled with flamingos. At Christmas, she staged a reenactment of the nativity scene in her front yard, using flamingos, with a flamingo Beany Baby for baby Jesus, who didn’t appear in the manager until Christmas Day. At the same time, large flamingo magi slowly made their way across the lawn, arriving on Epiphany. One needs to be accurate. 

Hence, the flamingo bathroom. It is also in honor of the flamingos that were herded into MetroZoo’s bathroom to ride out Hurricane Andrew back in the day.

Back to painting. While visiting Mary, I vowed to have the color picked by November 1st. Success, Sherman Williams “ivoire” in semigloss. A medium tan with a hint of green. As attractive as the darker colors in the series were, I’ve finally learned I am happier when I choose lighter. 

Grant washed the walls and patched the holes. I painted 2 coats, taking 6 days to finish. Art: we hung the painting Steph gave me, the sign from Patten, and the mosaic I bought in Gainesville. I put up 3 little shelves for my figurines, including an interloper parrot bottle opener that might have been my dad’s. Last but not least, a flock of the minis is resting on top of the window frame. They may be joined by the others that are sitting hither and yon, around the house. The 2 blowup pool drink holders are on the counter, but may move into the bathtub niche. Grant hung the shower curtain. If more flamingos come to me, this is where they will land.

My wall color is perfect. I am also pleased I had the stamina to do the job. The room was too crowded to set up the ladder, so I used our tall step stool. To get over the toilet, I balanced on the top step of the stool and put my other foot on the window sill. Not bad for an old lady.