Decorating Advice

Mom's room has a strange smell to it. I was talking tonight about how I want this room back. I put my clothes in this room to make me go in here. I haven't been able to sleep on the bed or sit in the chair, but when Mom was here, I did both. I am not afraid of this room, but wrapped up in this room is a smell that I associate with Mom being sick.

This room doesn't smell like any other room in the house. Tonight, I finally put my finger on it. Wendy and I painted this room with a low odor paint that matches one of Mom's pillows. Wrapped up in the smell of this paint is the smell of Mom at her sickest, and every time I come into this room, no matter what I spray in here, I smell this.

So, my prescription for the week is to paint this room in the smelliest, stinking paint that I can find.

Just a couple random thoughts/updates to wrap up the day...

1. Stan is having surgery next Wednesday on his neck. More details when I have them but if you were around me during the last 2 back/neck surgeries, you know what a big baby he is.
2. I was one of the judges of the dessert contest at work this morning. I am not a big pumpkin fan, especially at 9:00 AM. Needless to say, almost 12 hours later, I am still regretting this. What I learned: You can't hide pumpkin in anything. Don't eat people made of fondant. Pumpkin and peppers is never a good combination. Don't eat anything served out of a litter box.

Flowers

Still little peeling left, but here it is.

Aisle Police

I just got back from a trip last night to the grocery store with Nana. Nana is Stan's Mom. I either call her Bev or Nana, depending on the conversation. To steal from my full sentence friend, Di, I present a yet unnamed list.

1. Everyone in my family (Nana included) considers the candy aisle at the grocery store free game. I can remember taking my Dad to the grocery store and he is stuffing Whoppers in his mouth like a squirrel. Nana was giving him a run for his money today. I think they need to weigh any member of my family as they leave. Needless to say, I don't buy bulk candy at the HT .

2. Wendy, Mom and I have the same knees. I look more like Mom than Wendy, but we all have this flap of skin above our knees that we can fold over.

3. If you were at Mom and Dad's wedding, and ate the Cole slaw, you ate part of my Dad's finger.

4. We had a horse named Leroy Brown.

5. I have slept on the same pillow for 43 years. This pillow was actually Mom's growing up. I think it has 3 feathers left in it and 8 pillow covers on it.

6. Wendy is well known for cutting the hair off dolls. I think she still does this on the side if asked nicely.

7. When Wendy got married, I was pregnant with Zach. She just thought I was getting fat and was mad at me because "I kept eating and Mrs. Cleary had to keep letting out my dress." [I put on 60 lbs with Zach - 40 in the first 5 months.]

Feel free to add to this....

En Pointe

I really want my Mom today. I really need to talk to her. Why do I have to do the hardest stuff without her? She made this hard, I want her to make it not hard now. If she doesn't fix this, I am going to throw the biggest fit you have ever seen.