Orange Ya...

...glad I'm not going to do a stupid orange joke? chuckle. groan. hahaha I visited Pictsy Art today and saw her beautiful orange-a-licious tree painting that she did for her mother and it got me thinking about my mother & the color orange. If I painted something like Pictsy's beautiful tree for my mother it would mysteriously disappear. LOL. With the exception of few Halloween items once a year, or food items, orange was a color that did not exist much in our house. If we even dared to want something orange, just the thought of it would drive her crazy, she would immediately tell us, again, how much she hated orange and try and convince us to feel the same way. As hard as I try I can't think of anything that I had growing up that was the color orange. I think she would be pleased if my sister & I, although grown, would continue not have anything orange. *Now that I type that out I realize how weird it actually is, but it just makes my Mom more adorable to me* Neither my sister or I ever insisted own having something orange when she protested that I can recall. There isn't a color that I don't like. Is there one that rubs you the wrong way? Despite Mom's efforts & orange protests, my sister & I like orange! Sis painted her beach house kitchen cabinets a beautiful creamy tangerine color and it is so different & pretty and you may remember from my Christmas Home Tour video in December that the guy's bathroom is a burnt orange color, I love it with bright white fixtures & baseboards. Rebels I say! I know for certain if she was able to visit that is one bathroom she wouldn't be using. Oh and if she visits my blog, she'll totally skip over this post. LOLDinner