The Barbie Dream House has en exterior now!
Thursday we went for a quick visit, which turned into a long visit in which we completely changed the master bathroom and made an emergency appointment to modify ALL of the components we had previously ordered.
This is what happens when you let two crazy kids design their own house.
I blame MTV cribs.
Anyway, French Father-in-Law came along for the ride, so it was me and about 20 Frenchmen on a construction site. Somewhere in here there is a "How many French men does it take..." joke, but I'm just not clever enough to make it, so instead I give you the following:
Q. How many Frenchmen does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
A. It doesn't matter; if you're depending on the French to do the job, it's screwed anyway.
That said, our apartment is practically ahead of schedule since 6 months late is considered early in France. We suspect we will be all moved in by the 2nd week of September. Watch out for the CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK below.
These guys were finishing putting down the last coat of grey crap on the guest bedroom when I arrived to take photos. Frenchmen are sexy?
Ass crack aside, I'm thrilled. You can't see me right now while you're reading this post, but I'm dancing. I'm doing the electric slide. No wait.... I have just switched to the running man complete with a white man's overbite.
Now you try! Don't stop! Get it, Get it!