Judy picks a color for the building exterior. I take no responsibility.

          Renovations were going smoothly.  Building inspectors were approving the work (even though our carpenters kept changing our architect's plans). 
          So now it was time for the next big decision.  We had to decide on he exterior color of the building and choose a painter.  After about 30 seconds thought, we realized that we couldn't paint the exterior ourselves.  Judy's mother Virginia was visiting paint stores picking up business cards of painters.  After meeting with a couple, we settled on Jesus.  For those of you who are not Spanish speakers, that's pronounced "hey SOOS".  Jesus had that hard working immigrant mentality that I admire so much.  More importantly, he worked cheap.  We agreed to buy the paint, and his crew would take it from there.  Judy headed over to the Home Depot to pick out paint.   She chose a color called "California Lilac".  Sounded good to me.  Kind of quilt shop like.  When Jesus took the lid off the first can he and I gasped.  It was bright lavender.  And I mean BRIGHT LAVENDER.  He looked at Judy and said "you really want me to paint the building that color?".    Judy smiled and said "Yes I do.  At least people will know where we are.  And besides that, once paint is mixed you can't return it."  Jesus shrugged his shoulders as if to say "OK Senora, your the boss."  I hoped it wouldn't look so bright once it was applied.  It was a forlorn hope.
          As the paint was applied we became the talk of the town.  Cars would slow down as they drove by the building.  At our Vet's office and I mentioned the building. Dr. Moore asked "Are you going to keep it that color?"  I said "Yes we are.  That's the color".   The look on Dr. Moore's face was "Oops, I stuck my foot in my mouth on that one", and she quickly changed the subject to the treatment of our dog's ailment.  Virginia visited the building as it was being painted and had to be revived.  Remember, she's the property owner.  "What's wrong with beige?  Or white?" she asked.   Judy and Virginia got into a heated discussion which ended with Judy saying "If you want to buy all new paint yourself mother, go right ahead!"  After a lot of teeth grinding, Virginia relented and the painting went forward.
          I have to give Judy credit.  She took flak from everybody for a decision was one of the best we made.  Our sign was the color of our building.  All you had to do to give directions was say "go to the lavender house on McGill."  At church, at the bank or talking to strangers, we would tell them about the shop and they would say "That's that purple house, isn't it?"  Or words to that effect.  "All in the lavender house" is on our business cards.
          We were coming to our last big project, the parking lot.