So we had the ceilings in the house painted, as they were obviously filthy. Too bad the ceilings were once white. Thanks to candle smoke...they turned to gray ceilings. Our friend, Paul Mitchell (not the hairstylist - the painter), did them for us.

Note: Keith watching him from the couch and encouraging him, as well as making sure he did not miss a spot. Too bad it would be hard to miss a spot when you are going from gray back to white.