PLease excuse ...

I ordered this. Not sure why I was disappointed, maybe because it turned out badly,of course she had to die at some time ...

 I watch it this morning and went back to bed. Lousy night coughing with the crud. Ready to crawl back under the covers ...

Fear ... Conquered!

Jill's new fave spot.

Jack is is really getting gray.

Jack - 1 yr old

Why I can't keep my bed made ...

The Gamble

The circulation in my legs and feet has been a problem for quite some time. I noticed that when I began reading so much this winter, I was so much better. I was reading in/on my bed.

I also noticed while I put my latest book together and spent days in my office chair - the old problem was coming back. I had suspected it before, now I was fairly certain. Something about sitting in that chair was putting pressure on some vein and causing the problem.

Last night, I took a gamble. I ordered an old (gasp), used, little bitty (to me) netbook. I figured I could keep it by my bed and write (or whatever) in my bed with my legs stretched out straight. I don't know if it will make me crazy, being so small, but it only weighs about 3# and supposedly the battery (or the new one I buy for it) is supposed to last for 9 hours. I am really not into the thought of lugging this Dell around, even if it is only a matter of a few feet.

The best part of it - is that it has WinXP or Win7 on it! Is supposed to come with Win 7, but there again - being used ... I can write to my heart's content and transfer my files to the Dell. (In a perfect world) There I go - planning again.

Feels like Monday or Saturday, not Friday!

It's hard wrapping my head around what day it is. DH is working the night shift and has a day off in the middle of the week instead of the weekend. He had yesterday (night) off, which is really not like having a day off. This night shift thing has us messed up, the dogs included. It's as hard keeping Jack and Jill quiet as it would be to keep a couple of two-year-olds quiet. They see a dog (cat, man, leaf blowing) and the mayhem begins.

Son came down to visit on the 'day off' and the two guys went grocery shopping, did laundry, and finally played some wii golf after supper. Not much of a day off, if you ask me. They did play 'monster in the blanket' with J & J on the bed (mine, of course) until Jill fell off. Son caught her, but it traumatized her, nonetheless. Now she's avoiding my room, which has her stationed on the big chair by the windows and seeing every little thing ...

When it snowed the other day, it snowed all day long. It was mostly just pretty coming down and blowing about. I took pictures of Tacky. She thought she wanted to come in, but was having a hard time making up her mind for sure. She was full of snow. I took some pictures - I have so few opportunities for photo shots anymore, so here goes.

 Have a great day, weekend, whatever!

Romping on the bed

Wet nose, wet lips, ready to lick!

Posing with my boy ... Is it going to flash?

An ambulance went screaming down the road and it's a "Must howl moment."

Really getting into the howl.

Son came for a visit and, of course, the dogs were happy. (Me too!) He has a great internet connection and brings me games, movies, and interesting things that I cannot afford to download on my internet. I have this Ginormous [did you know this is a word on the spell check?] hard drive and it is barely being used to store anything except my photos and writing. 

Last week had me losing my mind. Problems with my drug company and my new, never used debit card, completed my frustration. I am just too old to mess with all the craziness brought on by my inability to cope with the changing times. It's all moving too fast for me. Son now informs me that some new thing out there is coming in a couple of months. The information flew over my head. 3D movies/games on a smart type phone? I will pass - for sure! Think I will keep my flip phone ...

Jack in a bed

Good Morning! DH was off early to do paperwork for next job. Evidently, Jack got cold and joined me in the pre-dawn darkness, managing to get up on the bed on his own. He missed his warm body. I had fallen asleep without even getting under the covers, but he found a spot under my throw. Seems if he has the incentive - he can get on my bed just fine. Jill has yet to get up the nerve.

  Proves that if there's a will, there's a way. Have a good day!

Birds n Bed

Stalker?

Eavesdropper

 

"Herman, we should have gone south with the wives."

 The dusting of snow we got is melting in the sun. It didn't really amount to much. Nashville got eight inches, the storm simply didn't come down this far. We were on the edge. (Thank goodness!)

Antique Circa?

I'm still in the middle of rearranging my womb. Luckily, the trundle from the day bed fits underneath for odds and ends - when I get a bed skirt, no one will know the junk I am hiding. I think the TV will go on the wall above my desk to keep from getting a crick in my neck - it has a DVD player in it for my movies. Now to bring in my chair and jewelry box and throw a bunch of extra away. It's going to be quite the eclectic womb!

Enjoy the rest of your weekend!

Changes in my womb

Yesterday before it all began ...

Cold! Rise and shine! DH up and not happy, me up and excited. He was going to go collect my very old, new to me, bed. At first, I didn't think the sky would be pretty, it fooled me.

DH left early to pick up son for the 2 1/2 drive up near Nashville in the truck (with no heat). I honestly thought when he went out to start it that he said the heater worked. Oops! Meanwhile, I began sorting out my womb to make room for it. How did I collect so much stuff since I brought the daybed in here?

By the time they got back with the bed, the sun had set. They were about frozen solid and I felt as if I had worked on a chain gang for seven hours. DH was worn out too. Naturally the bed had not been torn down and it was upstairs in a very large house. Then they had to take the daybed apart and install the new/old one while I shuffled things out of the way.

Jack and Jill were tickled to see their boy again so soon and tended to get in the way. They couldn't figure out what was going on. The looks on their faces - well, we may as well have pooped on their parade - the daybed was GONE and the new bed was too high for them to jump up on. Jack is still shooting hurt looks of betrayal at me. I 'kind of' made the bed after I refreshed the wrong set of sheets and collapsed into it. That was after I broke a sweat trying to get up into it.

Sometime in the night, I was roused by a hulking dark figure in my doorway (which confused me by it's placement), and then DH said that Jill was pacing the hall, her nails tapping on the wood, trying to figure out where her bed was. We tucked her in beside me and once she settled, she lay there like a person, head on the pillow. Then we both passed out.

Needless to say, I can hardly move today. My muscles are still screaming. The room is still in shambles. I think Jack hates me. I have to find some doggy stairs ... Pictures later.

BTW, the bed sleeps like heaven!

Lawn Ornament ...

Whilst combing the lists for a 3/4 bed, I found this little gem for sale. I have no business wanting this, but I thought it would make a cute lawn ornament. Formerly part of one of the now defunct Opryland park rides. (I, however, do not remember it) It is 2/3 scale and currently will not start. It goes without saying here, that the idea didn't fly with DH.

 I really wanted to use it as a lawn ornament, you know, with flowers cascading over the backs of the seats, overflowing flower pots on the running boards or some such arrangement. You have to allow that it would look charming in the front yard. Oh, well ...

I found out that 3/4 beds can be any size - as long as they are between a twin bed and a full size bed. Of course, we all know that a twin size bed can be odd sized too - I have seen them 33", 36", 39" in width and if I am not mistaken, cots are from 26" to 30". So much for standard sizes, meh. 

I began my search for a bed in earnest and DH has decided to try to go back to work ... There probably will be no bed hauling. Maybe the cost of the little Tin Lizzy scared him. LOL! (I admit, I can be a squeaky wheel about things)