It’s been an amazing week so far. The bedroom is shaping up nicely. Got the two coats of primer up and the room looks like a different place already. The sunlight coming through the windows is beautiful hitting the white primer. So different from that dingy, unfinished space that was there before. Primer coat is complete, ceiling is done with two coats of ceiling white (I wanted to use fairy silver, but Joe didn’t like it, so white it is). I can’t wait to start putting the green on the walls. It’s going to be so bright and vibrant. I’m really thinking of doing the trim work in yellow, but that might be too much with two doors and two windows. I’m talking lemon yellow here, to accent the bright green of the walls.
The other day we got a visit from Tio and Mary. They brought me over a box
of beautiful teacups and saucers that had belonged to their daughter L. L passed suddenly last year and we all miss her terribly. I’m going to have to find a place to display them properly. Aren’t they amazing? I, of course, had to show her my china tea set. Mine are Faerie sized. It am touched that she thought of me for the tea cups though. They are such special friends.
Back in October, I got my latest tattoo. My gecko. You may have noticed that he kind of disappeared from conversation. That’s because when I was in the hospital last, my blood infection spread to my tattoo and turned it gross. The head broke off in four places, the front foot slid under the belly of the beastie, most of the colors faded to shades I’m not sure of. It ended up looking like this. Yesterday, Joe took me back to Chroma Tattoo where I had it done the first time. Jason rocked. He took one look and said he could fix it and fix it he did. It looks amazing again. I’m not jinxing it by showing it early again. Once it heals, I’ll show it. Joe was so impressed with Jason’s room in the studio that he actually offered Jason “Joe Bacon”. “Joe Bacon” is a mounted boars head that we have had around the house forever. Joe got it at a garage sale somewhere and hung it in our old house. In this house, there is no room for an ugly ass boar head so he get’s moved from room to room. I’ve threatened to throw him out several times. Joe and Jason hit it off and Joe offered it to Jason and now it’s gone from my home forever. I hope he gets tons of attention where he’s at, he sure didn’t get it here.
I’m about a quarter of the way through the dollhouse. Not far enought yet to take pictures, just far enough to start being confused by the instructions.
Have a great day everyone. I’m off to take a nap. Mom is watching her “programs” for the afternoon and I’m barely keeping the peepers open.
Day two after chemo is always hardest for me. I’ve been a veg all day. Just sleeping. Got sick only twice today so that was a good thing. I feel like I was thrown off a roof only to get hit by a runaway truck.
Hallowe’en was a blast. I love seeing the little ones dressed up. Even Oscar costumed up this year.
I tried to get him to stay in his Superman costume, but as you can tell, he did not like it at all. He wouldn’t even look at me. So we went back to last years and he was much happier.
He answered the door with me every time. He never barked at anyone. He let every single child that wanted to pet him, pet him. He loved it. The big ham loves being the center of attention.
The Gecko is healing nicely. I’m not really happy with the colors yet. I’m waiting for them to pop. I really don’t want to have to recover it. I’ll give it a week and see. Anyone want to play “guess the body part”?
Changed over to flannel sheets yesterday. How wonderful these things are. So soft and warm. Mom loves hers. She’s never had flannel sheets before and she was all smiles this morning, she slept so good. Gods know I didn’t want to get up this morning. Tomorrow might be a stay in bed day. After I give Oscar a bath. The little monster smells like he rolled in something gross. First thing in the morning he, and all his blankets and bedding get washed. Why do dogs feel compelled to roll in every stink pile they come acrossed.
Wow, just caught myself staring into space and pondering selling the bows and arrows we have upstairs. I have to list those tomorrow, should have done it a month ago. I just want them out from under my bed. Maybe tomorrow I’ll show you all my color board. It’s my inspiration board for my beads. Right now, I’m off to bed. I keep rocking sideways.
Sleep well all. I have a feeling it’s going to be a twelve-hour sleep for me. ❤
Saturday we had T & C over for dinner. I made lasagna (frozen) and C brought salad and cheesy garlic bread. We sat for several hours just talking and remembering and laughing. It was a good night.
I started the Neurotin last night and I’m not saying it’s better, just different. I was up and wandering the house at 4 this morning. Fell back to sleep around 6 and slept till noon. M and M came by today and we made homemade pizza’s then played cards. It was great having company for the weekend.
So today I went out and did what any other self-respecting grandma would do on a cloudy day. No, I did not do the big K. I kept my tattoo appointment. What an experience. First I couldn’t find the place. If you’ve ever driven through West Bloomfield during the day you know that the roads are nuts and the drivers even nuttier. My trusty GPS sends me to an abandoned building in the middle of the biggest traffic snarl I’ve ever seen. I’m kinda freaking out at this point. I call the place and he’s all like, “yeah, GPS doesn’t work real well out here. Too many cars.” So he guides me in (I was two buildings away) and we get started.
Very first ink (for this tat)
Getting ready to nap. Or at least meditate.
The finished piece
I’m so happy with it. I can’t wait till it settles down and I can see the true colors. I barely bled on this one at all. And I did catch a nap while he did the fill in. I was comfortable.
It’s getting late and I’m getting tired. I hope you all found at least three things to smile at today and at least two reasons to laugh out loud. I know I did.
I have chemo tomorrow at 1:30. Spare a thought, white light, or a prayer for me.