So maybe you haven’t been a “homie” for very long and have never seen our home.  Or maybe you were so enamoured by our backyard BBQ that you missed it.  Or maybe you just don’t notice things like a whole house changing colors.  But it happened.

Our home went from peely, faded yellow…. to sweet, smoky gray. It’s sort of funny because looking at the photos above, the before doesn’t look that terrible.  Don’t be fooled though, it was quite terrible.

We really thought long and hard about siding, but decided it is just not in the budget now.  Any “exterior” money we have saved is going towards a roof that we are in dire need of.  So paint we must.

Gray was the obvious choice, since it will soon be my last name.

We spent four weekends cursing the rain for hindering our progress, then spent the next week thanking my dad for all of his hard work painting our house while we were at work.  Someone get that guy an award.  He busted his hump because I had originally said I wanted to have it done by the Fourth.  What a guy.

He was even sweet enough to leave our little birdie friends in their home.  Now do you see the drastic difference in color?

Apparently our house brings all the birds to the yard, and they are like…I’ll poop on your car. I feel like I should be in our back yard singing so that they can land on my fingers and tweet along, then I can put those birds to work.  Ala Snow White and all her “helpers”.  I have plenty of dishes for them to do, trust.

Have you ever painted a whole house?
Have any bird babies at your house?
Do you have an incredible dad too?