Kyle Contributes

So my man has been out bringing in the bacon and I have been at home painting. But, before he went to work yesterday, he wanted to contribute. I think he felt a little guilty for not helping a lot...which he shouldn't. Like I said this is my "job" right now and I like to be my own boss. : )

Although, I still appreciate any help I can get, of course.

Nonetheless, he went in for the details. He re-grouted the bathroom upstairs and that just added the finishing touch.

WOW, I was an AMAZING decorator back when

HA HA HA! 

This is going to be a funny one.

So I was rummaging through old photos from college (WHY AM I NOT TIRED AT 3 AM?!?!) and I found some evidence of my collegiate decorating abilities.

Feast your eyes..

Now as you can see here...I look pooped for 12:42. Where is my youth?!?! Anyways...take a look at the decorations. On the far right you can see a tapestry I bought at Ikea - $5. Notice then the colorful line that connects said tapestry to an old calender photo. I made that strip from paint sample strips - the kind you can pick up from Walmart for FREE. I just cut them up and taped them to my wall. Farther to the left, notice the small records, probably by bands that I didn't know, also taped the wall - Thrift store $1.25. Then finally to the left of the my right shoulder, the movie ticket stubs that document my active life style. Well, all I can say is, I need to stop watching HGTV and find inspiration from myself!

Rockin' around the clock...in my underwear

Man, I feel like a college student minus the college. My boyfriend is out working nights, so I have kind of regulated to his schedule. Or at least that sounds like a good excuse for going to bed at 3 every night and waking up at noon. As you can see tonight I am living it up...past my bedtime.

So I know you are dying to know what do I do during my "day"? Well, first I spend about 3 hours driving around Harrisonburg trying to make a decision on bedding or furniture but usually only buying a yogurt at Sheetz or a coffee from Starbucks. Then, after the stores close or I am afraid the people at target are going to start recognizing me, I wander home and paint. I realized today that while wearing one of your boyfriend's old T-shirts to paint in is effective (since you don't ruin any of your own clothes), you should probably also wear pants, since you have to put the blinds up to not get paint on them.

Then...after painting, I overdose on Hulu. That is what brought me to you today. I just finished episode 6 of Last Comic Standing. Do you ever watch TV alone and talk about as if there is someone there to listen to you? No? Oh, well ...neither do I, of course....because I have this blog ...to talk to.

Anyway, they kicked off a lot of great comics and there was this one act that I thought was hilarious. It is actually an audition and the guy wasn't that funny in the semi-finals. But I love this joke.

For your viewing pleasure...


Ha. Yay stand-up comedy!

Tenth Avenue North

So I remember when I first heard this band on the radio, I was obsessed. I just heard their song and not their name and I searched and searched for who was behind that great music. I found it. I downloaded it. But I don't think I truly appreciated the band until I saw their video journals on youtube. Aaahh, you tube you bring so much to this world. Once again, what would Emily Dickinson have been like if she had youtube?

Anyway, I keep digressing on Emily Dickinson. Here is a video.

It has been a long time.

Almost exactly a year. I must say I started this blog when I was in a dark place. When I was sad and I needed to focus on my Father, who brings light, hope, and grace into my life. And man, this blog helped. There are  many people in this world that voice their opinions on God and on the Bible. And I don't think this blog nor ever wanted this blog to be counted among those who wish to speak to the masses. I think I just needed a verbal outlet. That makes me wonder, what would have come of Emily Dickinson if she had blogspot or twitter or even match.com. That girl needed a verbal outlet. Yet, I digress.

Lately, I feel as though the fervor I had for God's word a year ago has faltered. Now I seem to spend more time on Hulu or HGTV's website than in the Bible. I still have been trying to read. I have been reading Psalms. Psalms is also like a verbal outlet. David expresses his emotions, even when they are not steadfast. He is fearful, then hopeful, in anguish and then joy. He feels abandoned by God then calls God is rock. I can relate to David's emotions. At times I feel fearful, other times hopeful, sometimes in anguish, and other times in complete joy. Overall, though, I can agree with David when he says in Psalms 18:2 "The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;  my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold."

 I hope to regain my focus on this rock. Hello again DVT.

THE "BIG STEW"

He's the biggest.

The greatest.

He breaks all records of cuteness.

He takes on any challenge.

He survived the fire and falling down the steps.

He makes Puss in Boots look like a heap of garbage.

He is STEWART "The Big Stew" ...I don't know his last name.....CAT!

Introducing our new kitten, Stewart. We got him when he was very small...I mean, that is my knee. He is the size of my knee cap. Then he got really fat and became Georgia's play toy. Okay, she fights then licks his head. She loves him.

What is the less cheesy way of saying a "New Chapter"?

I think it might be too late in the evening to think up a better analogy. I will come up with one later, probably when the computer is already turned off. I always do that. I figure out something really clever to say once the moment has already passed. I call it retrowit. Anyways...cheesy new chapter...that is the title, my friend, so we shall talk about this new chapter. It involves one trailer, 15 boxes, 6 cans of fresh paint, three interviews, 5 new keys, and a new mattress.

The move.

It has gone well. It is exciting. I miss my friends, but I love my boyfriend. It feels so natural, living together. Like a dance we are supposed to do.And...get this ladies...he said I get my way in decorating. Well, he vetoed dark brown in the kitchen, but I will take that as a smart suggestion. But still, I get to make this house my masterpiece. It has become my job...I love it.


Here is my progress:
Living Room = 30%
Kitchen = 50%
Master Bedroom = 15%
Second Bedroom = 5 %
Office = 5%
Upstairs Bathroom = 90%

Not too bad. Well, not a great report card, but it is only ...week 3. Holy crap its week 3! We have lived together for 2 whole weeks AND no blood shed. Round of applause, please. Oh yeah, that's right I was just saying a dance that we were supposed to do. : )


Here's the progress in the upstairs bathroom. 

FROM THIS

See my "picking a paint color" technique. Yeah. I didn't pick any of those colors.

Another boring shot of the old bathroom.

TO THIS...

Kyle picked this soap dispenser and I was inspired. I bought the shower curtain and hangers the same day. At first, I was going to paint it a rust color, Kyle said he hated it. So last minute I went for this goldish yellow. Add a painting by yours truly, a few birds, and some old box shelves I bought in college and BAM...not too bad of a masterpiece upstairs bathroom.

Wait...Kyle does put in his opinion. Hmmmm...eh...I will keep him anyway.