Adam's New Room

We moved Noah downstairs and he got to have the "solar system" in his room. Little brother was feeling left out, I had tried to get Noah to choose surf boards, hey if I am going to have boys, they are going to have really cool rooms. I like to do this kind of stuff, paint, shop. Previous rooms I have done are: planes, knights, camping (although short lived) Clouds, Winney the Pooh, and trucks / planes / trains. I also did a really cool underwater scene and if I am feeling ambitous I will post some pictures of that space tomorrow. While the lime green is really lime... it is the only wall in that room that color, the other two walls are yellow and another blue. Andrew is going to try to make a surfboard and we are going to put a screen door for a closet door. It should feel like the beach when we are done. Sometime I get asked to do other rooms too, this is a photo of a room I did for my goddaughter Paige.

Posted by: East Side Professor on 7/24/2008 at 9:07 PM | Comments (2) | Permalink

Headache

So I have had a headache for about a month now... yeah that does suck. Everyone is at the end of their rope with me (see the irritated post) so I will probably go to the doctor this week, although I am not one to take a pill unless I really have to. I don't usually lay on the couch unless something is wrong with me... Nothing has worked to get rid of it, I get relief only for 20 minutes and never longer than an hour... the next step is something with a little more kick and I wouldn't want to drive. You wouldn't want me to drive either... the pain is mostly frontal, from the tops of my ears to the middle of my head, if my head were quartered it would be the top front that I wish I could replace. I should be thankful that is itsn't debilitating, I am not dying, but a month... without relief is something that is starting to get on my last nerve.

Posted by: East Side Professor on 7/19/2008 at 10:41 PM | Comments (7) | Permalink

Only Girl... besides the dog.

I have always been sort of a tom boy; I made friends more easily with boys than with girls. I played cars, hockey and climbed trees. I had a real girly sister, long blonde hair, the sleeping beauty type. Sure I played Barbies, but I am not afraid of worms or spiders. Andrew wanted boys, and I wanted a girl (why wouldnt I, I am a girl) My mother kept telling me boys just throw rocks, that is all they know how to do --so we got two boys and truthfully after the first one turned out to be a boy, I am really thankful the second was a boy as well. The cats were boys and then we decided to get a dog and I was adamant that it would be a girl. We are more like its though; neither of us have the plumbing anymore. As the boys get older, and I get older I have asserted my femininity a bit more, I buy more pink, but even my pink mug ended up on my husbands desk at work. We went to the county fair in Thief River the other day, and a demolition derby and after is was over I wanted to know who wanted to get a pedicure, hair color? Go shopping for clothes? They told me I could go by myself...but do I make them go places without me? I guess if I want to be included in family outings I should just resign to the fact that I should just become one of the guys.

Posted by: East Side Professor on 7/17/2008 at 12:28 PM | Comments (0) | Permalink

What a Waste!

Yesterday was a total waste... we had the idea to head to Itasca to ride bikes... we invited Andrew's brother and his girlfriend. The weather was 66 and very windy, 40% chance or rain... so we dressed in long pants and sweatshirts. Brother came over was wearing trunks, girlfriend wearing the shortest shorts I had ever seen... I sent them back home to change. I had wanted to leave BY noon, around 2:00 we were finally on the road. The only good thing that happened yesterday was we had a nice visit in Bagley with Andrew's grandparents. We arrived at the park at 4:30... it was raining, let's go to the lodge / gift shop... nope the power was out and everything was closed. So we played cards in the part of the lodge with lots of natural light. At 5:45 we got in the truck to head to my favorite restaurant and we invited my parents to meet us at 6:30. All six of us piled in the truck  but we couldnt go in reverse& forward was good but then no one could make a decision about driving it& should we go to the closest town and figure it out& I dont like indecisive people so we hummed and hahed for a while& we ended up driving 40 miles an hour home so we finally arrived at 9:00& having only gotten out of the car to once& the boys did very well, all of those car games came in handy: cars, alphabet, I spy. What a waste of a day.

Posted by: East Side Professor on 7/13/2008 at 2:14 PM | Comments (1) | Permalink

Irritated

I'm irritated today, it isn't something I can place my finger on... I woke up that way. Dad would say "you were born that way." Mom would say, "No, it wasn't until you tried to fly like a bird off of the slide, that is when you became irritable." For the past couple of days I have been having horrible headaches at afternoon/night. Perhaps my introverted self is exerting too much effort. I am feeling irritated with a dash of guilt -- its 12:37 am and I finally have a minute to myself... everyone needs alone time right? Ah, forget it, I'm headed to bed -- tomorrow's another day, I'll think about it tomorrow.

Posted by: East Side Professor on 7/11/2008 at 12:30 AM | Comments (0) | Permalink