It's Conversations Like These That Are Going To Get Him Killed

Me: So are you going to fix that hole before Thursday, like you promised?

Spiderman: What hole?

Me: Pointing You know, the great big hole in the entryway?

Spiderman: No one can even see it.

Me: You can see it if you come in the garage door and up those stairs. Then it's eye level.

Spiderman: But no one uses that door.

Me: I do. Every. Day. And seeing that hole is making me crazy!!!

Spiderman: Yeah, like that's what's doing it.

Big Project.

I haven't posted pics of my home improvements in a while because I've finally taken on the challenge of my entryway/living room/dining room/kitchen. What makes this a challenge? This area is open concept with connecting rooms and cathedral ceilings. Otherwise known as a huge pain-in-the-ass to paint. Especially if you don't own a ladder. And hate to paint. But the entire house was painted with flat paint when we moved in and the walls are all marked up. This has been slowly driving me insane.

Because this is such a huge endeavor, I decided to paint a small area at a time. I started painting my entryway and the stairways (I have a bi level). Then I painted my hallway. Today I painted one wall in my living room. Well, most of it. I have the worst balance ever, and I should not be anywhere near a ladder. I currently have a nice unbroken neck and would like to keep it that way. So here is as far as I've gotten today.
Is it really obvious where I stopped? It will have to stay this way until I can get Spiderman to get on the ladder. He hates painting even more than I do. One Sunday while I was working, he got out the ladder and painted the higher part of the wall for my entryway.
His "help" resulted in this:

A hole in the wall. Where his foot slipped off the ladder and into the wall. When I called home to see about his progress, he promised that it would be patched before I even got home.

That was a month ago.

He has since promised that it will be fixed before next Thursday as I am having people over to watch the premiere of Grey's Anatomy (squeeee!!!). I hope, for his sake, that happens.... I'm sure he'd hate to sleep in the tub.

When Shoes Attack

Is it just me or do they look like they're starting to organize?

Currently laying by my back door. All Spiderman's.

A Day That Will Live in Infamy....

Two years ago today, Spiderman and I were married. It was a beautiful, sunny, 70 degree day, completely unlike the overcast, chilly day today.Don't you just love my gown? I felt like a princess. It's a shame you can't wear your wedding dress every day, but I understand It would be a little much. Especially for work.
Happy Anniversary! I still love you and would probably marry you again. (I'm kidding, I swear!)

Hospital Corners

Many, many moons ago when Spiderman and I first started dating and he first started sleeping over, I had a little test for him.  Well, it wasn't necessarily a test.  It was a curiosity.   I have to get up several hours before he does for work so that makes him the last person out of the bed.  The first time this occurred I discussed with my girlfriends my curiosity over whether he would make the bed or not.  They didn't think he would.  I was unsure.  

Sure enough, when I got home I went into the bedroom and he had made the bed.  Just how I liked it. (hospital corners, pillow shams and other decorative pillows in place) Everyone agreed.  He was a keeper.

Spiderman and I have been together 6 years now.  This is what the bed looks like most days. (this is a good day...he at least threw the comforter over the whole mess)

So my question is: At what point do men stop trying?