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We've been wanting to paint our kitchen for the past two years. It's taken us a long time to figure out what color we wanted. We hit upon one and yesterday after work, hubby prepped and painted.

I hated it.

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It was supposed to be cobalt blue. It seems a good idea at the time. We have some cobalt blue crystal that we keep at the back of the sink.

It might grow on me. It might not.

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  1. Anonymous6:51 AM

    It's a bit dark for me personally.

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  2. Anonymous8:53 AM

    Geez! clean yer damn kitchen!

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  3. Anonymous10:07 AM

    Personally, I like it.

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  4. it's times like these when you absolutely need a gay man.

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  5. I hear ya. I have one and he's the anonymous commenter above your comment.

    I just had a friend over and she said she liked it. We are painting the other walls a creamy like color (we were planning on doing that before the Big Blue Invasion) so perhaps that will soften it a bit. We shall see. Thankfully it's not a huge space and can be redone fairly easily.

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  6. well if all he says is clean your kitchen, its a good sign.

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  7. Anonymous2:50 PM

    I like it.

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  8. Anonymous4:19 PM

    go to ACE Hardware and get a color called "Ivory dawn" That will really make it pretty.

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  9. Brian, is that you again? Put your name down next time.

    Ivory dawn? Hmmm. Not sure. I want SOME color there.

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  10. Anonymous8:14 PM

    My parents have that in their kitchen. the Ivory Dawn,it has undertones of blue.

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  11. Being a guy, I'm kinda color challenged. How about primer?

    btw - hope you don't mind if I linked your blog?

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