A few weekends ago, I convinced my wonderful, loving, sweet, caring husband to accompany me to a Pinot and Picasso. You go to a painting class, bring your own wine and snacks, pay like $40 and they provide canvases and paints...and then teach you to paint something.
I was excited because I loooove painting and hadn't found the time or the inspiration to paint lately. Pretty much since Tommy and I moved in together, my inspiration to paint has been about zilch. Essplain that one to me Lucy! I have had a half finished painting intended for my sister's Christmas present (in 2006) sitting in my living room since 2006 (duh.). And I was also excited because it's fun to show the people you love the things that you love...and it seemed pretty easy because really, the more wine you drink, the better painter you become!
Us before the painting begins.
It was a lot of fun and a great place for a date.
Tommy pretending to paint...we were very thankful that the outline had already been drawn on our canvii.
Us, with aprons, and all our pretty pretty paints!
Tommy attempting to repaint the scary neon orange porch he started with...
Tommy is not looking so happy with his brown porch. Ah, the struggle of the arteest.
Us with the final paintings...they look surprisingly good. And yes, we did them all by ourselves. I was impressed too.