Friday, March 30, 2007

More and more

Not long after we finished removing the fairy princess wallpaper in the upstairs room that would become our bedroom, I decided to start picking at the dining room dot-and-paisley wallpaper. I’m neurotic, and I pick at things, so this isn’t surprising. And so you can fill in your own metaphor or cliché or song about what happened next—you know, the one that comes to mind when you start something small and it just keeps growing and growing and nothing goes right, but it’s been started, so you have to keep on going. Yeah, that one.

So what was once an innocent little peek at the condition of the wall underneath turned into a dining room table in the middle of our living room, complete with cancelled playgroups and puréed avocado on our carpet. And we are only about ¼ of the way done. What, you’re not jealous?

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Bath time

Excuse me while I recuperate from Joseph’s tantrum last night. It was a full-out throw himself on the bathroom floor, kick his feet, turn red in the face tantrum. Intense.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007


Joseph was playing "boat" with the laundry basket the other day when he decided to rewrite Folsom Prison Blues by Johnny Cash. It went like this:

I hear the boat a comin'
It's floating around the water
I'm seeing the sunshine
I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom boat
And time keeps draggin' on...

Monday, March 12, 2007

Resisting change

I haven't posted in a while because Blogger wanted me to change over to a Google account in order to get the new and improved version. I've been resisting because it seriously felt like a huge hassle to register and create a password. I'm sick of the whole password thing. I'm tired of the registering all over the place. But I did it. It's done. I'm ready to update again. Well, after I rest for at least a day from all of this hard work.