After I got finished with the previous post I was whining on the phone to my husband about all the whining going on in our house. As I said to him, and it's so true, people should pay to live our life as a fantasy camp. I guess I've been lax in listening to India Aire lately. I got off the phone and had a bit of a wee in our powder room, I know, TMI, but that caused me to muse about recent movement in our powder room. (Puns are ALWAYS intended) When Betty Mellie (BM) was moved up to my new studio room she was replaced by these two doll heads. My husband asked me the other day what the heck they were doing in there and I responded, "They are where they belong, in the head.". He thought it was creepy I thought it was hilarious. I thought I'd share this little funny since I was so whiny before. Let's all of us look for the fun rather than the poop of life, shall we? Note to self mostly.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Oh my dear goodness (Sis), I have fallen and I can't get up. I accidentally got myself caught in the catch 22 web of home maintenance and upkeep. It's like just when I put out one fire another pops up somewhere else. Okay, I finished Matt's room, I finished our second bathroom upstairs, but then the bathroom looked so much better with a very overdue coat of paint on the baseboards that the bathroom in our bedroom started screaming at me, "11 years and nothing but builders' paint on these baseboards!". Oh they were bad. How could I have not noticed? Too much house, too little brain. I am almost finished with The Kite Runner! It's great(update, finished it, it is great but kind of reminds me of those movies like Country, The River, etc., where you keep thinking, "what could possibly go wrong now and, sure enough, something else bad happens, okay ending though). Finished Middlesex before that and it's a must-read. I was having fun up until I made that pleasant post about how far I had gotten then it's been, so not like me, dragging my heels to finish the rest. I want to lay in bed and read for a week. Oh, be careful what you ask for, I am having my Wally Polly taken out on Monday and hope recovery will be quick for me, the rest just milking it, so I shouldn't complain. Maybe it's Wally bringing me down. I'll go with that. I had imagined that I would have all this done and be spending this and next week in my new studio making fabulous new prizes for my new shop space. I thought I was just going to have fun and then I discovered all this stuff that had needed to be done for a while and the fun was over and the work began. Okay, enough whining...I'm pullin' up my boot straps and getting back on my head (Nene), back to my rat killin' (Dad). I'm gonna try like crazy to get a post of the finished product before my surgery. Wish me luck but mostly energy!
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