BIG NEWS!!
The TwentySomethings bought a house!
The build is absolutely beautiful. Only problem is, the previous owner painted it some horrific colors. The outside is a baby blue and the inside is all, yes all, lemon yellow. It looks like summer puked. We have a lot of changes to make!
It's also a liiiitle guy...not even a full 1000 square feet. I've been looking at decorating ideas and ways to maximize small spaces. I'm leaning towards fresh, earthy colors like sage green, dusty blue, and creams. There will definitely be some before and after pics.
We close April 15th and will spend two weeks painting before we move in on the first of May.
Give me your ideas! I'm a little overwhelmed....but excited :)
The build is absolutely beautiful. Only problem is, the previous owner painted it some horrific colors. The outside is a baby blue and the inside is all, yes all, lemon yellow. It looks like summer puked. We have a lot of changes to make!
It's also a liiiitle guy...not even a full 1000 square feet. I've been looking at decorating ideas and ways to maximize small spaces. I'm leaning towards fresh, earthy colors like sage green, dusty blue, and creams. There will definitely be some before and after pics.
We close April 15th and will spend two weeks painting before we move in on the first of May.
Give me your ideas! I'm a little overwhelmed....but excited :)
Advice from a Kindergartener
My first day of kindergarten was not a good experience. You're probably thinking it is because I had separation anxiety or maybe there was a little mini-bully. Good guesses, but no. The real reason is because I didn't learn how to read on the first day. Apparently, what I had picked up on over the weeks leading up to the beginning of my education was that kindergarten is where you learn to read. Obviously I missed the memo that it takes longer than one day. I have always had the tendency to be an overdramatic, need-to-have-all-my-ducks-in-a-row kind of girl.
I still feel this irritation begin to emerge as I am trying to learn to be an adult. I want to be the "good" kind of adult that is selfless and responsible. The kind that effortlessly blends childlike zest for life with a mature sense of self and the world. And the six year old inside of me WANTS IT NOW!!!
I need to learn a lesson from my kindergarten self: one doesn't learn to read in a day and neither does one learn to be an adult overnight. If I were already perfectly responsible there would be no "quarter-life crisis." The key is to keep the good parts of being a kid (catching fireflies, sleeping in and watching cartoons on saturdays, dreaming) and cut out the bad (avoiding veggies, throwing tantrums because you didn't learn how to read, sticking silly putty up your nose). I think if we master that, we're better off than a lot of "adults."
In the words of our good friends from Scrubs, "I thought growing up was something that happened automatically as you got older. But it turns out it's something you have to choose to do."*
*borrowed from the blog Playing Grown Up
I still feel this irritation begin to emerge as I am trying to learn to be an adult. I want to be the "good" kind of adult that is selfless and responsible. The kind that effortlessly blends childlike zest for life with a mature sense of self and the world. And the six year old inside of me WANTS IT NOW!!!
I need to learn a lesson from my kindergarten self: one doesn't learn to read in a day and neither does one learn to be an adult overnight. If I were already perfectly responsible there would be no "quarter-life crisis." The key is to keep the good parts of being a kid (catching fireflies, sleeping in and watching cartoons on saturdays, dreaming) and cut out the bad (avoiding veggies, throwing tantrums because you didn't learn how to read, sticking silly putty up your nose). I think if we master that, we're better off than a lot of "adults."
In the words of our good friends from Scrubs, "I thought growing up was something that happened automatically as you got older. But it turns out it's something you have to choose to do."*
*borrowed from the blog Playing Grown Up
Introducing....Antoinette!
In the end, we didn't end up getting any of those pets. Three of the Four (all except Putnam) had already been adopted! I guess that's what we get for going on Valentine's Day!
We ended up getting a cat named Antoinette. She is a gorgeous, midnight black. As her name implies, she is a diva. And we have catered to that by getting her a sparkly pink collar. The whole reason we got her was because we didn't want a "stand-offish" cat. She was the friendliest and snuggled into our necks. It was adorable.
But don't be fooled. She is an affection whore. She must be receving attention and chin scratching 24/7 or she'll walk on your head until you do.
I've been doing some research on how to fix the problem. Any suggestions??
We ended up getting a cat named Antoinette. She is a gorgeous, midnight black. As her name implies, she is a diva. And we have catered to that by getting her a sparkly pink collar. The whole reason we got her was because we didn't want a "stand-offish" cat. She was the friendliest and snuggled into our necks. It was adorable.
But don't be fooled. She is an affection whore. She must be receving attention and chin scratching 24/7 or she'll walk on your head until you do.
I've been doing some research on how to fix the problem. Any suggestions??
New TwentySomething Baby!
It's time for the first addition to our family!
A pet! I made you a little nervous, huh? It's time for a vote. Which kind of pet should we adopt? We went to the animal shelter yesterday and here are our top choices:
-Joe Moe: a brown, short-haired tabby cat. When we got to the shelter, he was definitely trying to get our attention. As soon as we opened the cage door, he crawled onto my chest to be held. Definitely a sweetheart!
-Horatio: a terrier/schnauzer mix. He was such a sweet, snuggly looking lap-dog. He was calm...a people, er dog-watcher.
-Macy: a beagle/blue healer mix. She is a medium sized dog that snuggled up to my hand when I pet her, but was ready for a good run when we went for a walk. Seems like a good mix of energetic, but peaceful.
-Putnam: a black dachshund! I opened the cage and he darted off in his little sweater. By the time I caught him, he was shaking and scared. I picked him up and he burrowed into my neck. His nerves calmed a bit as I held him.
Okay, in making your selection, try to disregard the fact that one of them is named Horatio. How awesome is that?! We want to even the playing field as much as possible.
Rock the Vote!
A pet! I made you a little nervous, huh? It's time for a vote. Which kind of pet should we adopt? We went to the animal shelter yesterday and here are our top choices:
-Joe Moe: a brown, short-haired tabby cat. When we got to the shelter, he was definitely trying to get our attention. As soon as we opened the cage door, he crawled onto my chest to be held. Definitely a sweetheart!
-Horatio: a terrier/schnauzer mix. He was such a sweet, snuggly looking lap-dog. He was calm...a people, er dog-watcher.
-Macy: a beagle/blue healer mix. She is a medium sized dog that snuggled up to my hand when I pet her, but was ready for a good run when we went for a walk. Seems like a good mix of energetic, but peaceful.
-Putnam: a black dachshund! I opened the cage and he darted off in his little sweater. By the time I caught him, he was shaking and scared. I picked him up and he burrowed into my neck. His nerves calmed a bit as I held him.
Okay, in making your selection, try to disregard the fact that one of them is named Horatio. How awesome is that?! We want to even the playing field as much as possible.
Rock the Vote!
The Woes of NOT Making Babies
I've always had a beef with women being the ones responsible for ensuring the existence of a childless life until a couple is ready to conceive. Meanwhile, men go about enseminating whatever they please. It's just a fact that men are irresponsible and women are nags, so the duty falls to the woman. I bet doctor's have already come up with male contriceptives, but quickly realized that, with men in the driver's seat, the world would quickly become even more overpopulated than it already is. It's really not an option, you see.
At the risk of sounding man hating, I will amend my statement by reminding my faithful readers that, while my husband is a neenerhead at times, he is a loving, sweet man. In addition, I occassionally may be the slightest bit of an airhead. It's rare...but it does happen. So, we'll call it even.
The most recent episode was a couple weeks ago. I was about to start a new pack of good ole BC pills. If you've ever seen a standard pack, you know there are four rows of seven pills each....three "active" rows, and one placebo row. My particular pack has rows that are all different colors. So, they are difficult to dicifer.....if you don't read the labels.....which I didn't. I was in a hurry one morning, and popped out the first pills, and continued to do so for the next five days. By the end of the week, Mr. Twentysomething brought my pills to me and showed me a quite unfortunate sight. In my early-morning haste, I had flipped my pill pack upside down and had been taking the placebo pills for almost a full week. Are you catching the problem?
I called the doctor (who laughed at me) and now my privileges are suspended for a month. Not only that...but who knows what other surprises could await me in nine months??? I'll keep you posted.
How do you feel about the issue? Should men be equally responsible for baby control? Is there a particular BC that you favor?
New Layout!
I have selected a new layout! Lucky for me, there are people who do it for you because I have zero html skills. While I feel that an aspiring blogger should have some, I have no desire to learn which creates quite the predicament.
I chose the houses because that's where one lives in adultland. But, you'll also notice that they are drawn in a really childlike way. That's right where I'm at in life...stuck between adultland and childville...and this causes my sun to frown. See all the thought that went into my selection? I really chose it for the pink stripes though. Since I live with a boy now, my usage of pink in decorating has been severely limited.
I think when we get a house with an extra room, I'll turn it into an obnoxiously pink reading nook. Everything sounds cuter and more quaint when you add "nook" to it, don't you think?
I chose the houses because that's where one lives in adultland. But, you'll also notice that they are drawn in a really childlike way. That's right where I'm at in life...stuck between adultland and childville...and this causes my sun to frown. See all the thought that went into my selection? I really chose it for the pink stripes though. Since I live with a boy now, my usage of pink in decorating has been severely limited.
I think when we get a house with an extra room, I'll turn it into an obnoxiously pink reading nook. Everything sounds cuter and more quaint when you add "nook" to it, don't you think?
