Notice that Kelly did indeed have a window treatment in her room at one time! But sadly, that blind and valance went missing the same day as my good can opener, my blue Sharpie and all my freshly-knit kelp tube socks. I still think it was the butler, but he’s too long-gone to Mexico to ever know for sure.
Anyway… back to the above fuzzy photo!
Chance, the poochie at Jim’s feet, was our firstborn — a puppy Jim surprised me with in 1992. And the poochie in Jim’s arms is Chance’s firstborn, Peach. Beloved Chancie died from complications of an attack by either a coyote or large dog when Kelly was 2. But Peach is still with us! She’s 12 now, and sweet as ever. Still very active. And still excellent at puking on carpet instead of tile.
Directly below, flash forward to January 1st, 2010… Not so tidy of a corner.
But… January 5th saw things looking better in the olde clearing-out-and-making-over-Kelly’s-room plan!
And yesterday saw the room as below (’cept I’m not happy with the lighting in the first photo, boo hoo.) Oh well….. I’ll survive.
But this one is nice, I think!
So there you have it! The current state of Kelly’s closet corner, as we embark upon ousting the decor I so lovingly prepared during my pregnancy to usher in the new Club Penguin era. Are you excited!?!?!?
Can I get a whoopity-whoo, or two ?!?!
Have you ever wall papered a room? Or decorated one?
Have you ever had a can opener go missing, even if just a manual one? Quite frankly — I like manual can openers, have used them exclusively for years. They are best overall, don’t you think? Or do you?
Well, by golly — let’s do up a poll and find out just what Jannie Funster readers think!
And don’t forget to come back and see how your can opener life experience compares with your peers, as more and more votes pour in.
Friends, Kelp Knitting | Posted by Jannie on 15 December 2009 @ 6:58 AM
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If you want the scoop on that squirrel, you’ll have to scoot over to Jan Lundy’s excellent Awake Is Good blog. I’m hanging out in the trees there today.
Over there I’ll also tell you what happened in our dining room about a half hour after I took this picture of Kelly when she was 6 months old.
Hope to see you soon over at Jan’s excellent oasis of calm, clarity and compassion! Oh — and there is a giveaway over there, whoo-hoo.
Family, Kelp Knitting | Posted by Jannie on 29 July 2009 @ 7:16 AM
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[With edits below.]
After a few relaxing times around the lazy river, Jim turned suddenly frisky and I captured his water slide antics in this 25-second video…
(No, it was not really Jim on that slide, it’s a clip off Youtube. [I was joking but I see how I totally gave the impression it was Jim, sorry. Jimmy would be sick for a week if he spun around on that thing even once, let alone 4 or 5 times. ]
That guy couldn’t be My Jim anyway ’cause My Jim is ‘way friskier and would’ve turned cartwheels, back flips and ended with a double lutz inside that thing. ) [Except he'd probalby puke, poor sweet Jimmy.]
Family, Kelp Knitting | Posted by Jannie on 8 January 2009 @ 4:17 PM
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– just because instead of spending $1.87 a day at Starbucks, I’m now home-brewing a can of ground Columbian which supposedly will yield 724 cups, it doesn’t mean I can up my usual 1 coffee a day to 3 (as I did today, naughty Jannie!)
– dittoes on that gallon bottle of cheap (but oh so tasty,) French “table wine” I snagged for $8.99.
– there IS quite a noticeable difference between a dark navy and a black sock, as many strangers must’ve witnessed on my feet at that recent please-take-your shoes-off-we-just-got-new-carpet party.
– just because Susan Dell goes all day without sitting, including when she’s at her computer, doesn’t mean the rest of us are living meaningless lives if we don’t. (Does it?)
– give my sister (sunshine lady pictured above with nephew, Austin,) the password for my Wordpress login in case I kick the bucket, so my blog buds will know I’m up drinking beer with the angels. (Not that I’m planning on “going” anywhere soon but one has to consider these things.)
Just laffed my asssets off at this post on a blog I love, 100 Words A Day. Said post does have a strong cuss word in it, but if you can handle that I think you’re in for a laugh.
I love that blog. It ranges from humor to poetic prose to downright TMI, but the good kind of TMI – humans exposing frailties and such.
And most of their posts do NOT have cuss words in ‘em, just in case you are delicate about that sort of thing because I know most of my dear Jannie Funster readers are purer than the freshest fallen snow.
As some of you know, I suffered a bizarre knitting accident a few years ago which left me unable to do memes and housework. But today… Right Now… I will push my outer limits to honor Mama Zen and her gracious meme challenge, tho it means as soon as I post I’ll have to close all the blinds, lie down with cool packs on my eyes and listen to Sounds of Happy Oceans while sipping asparagus tea.
So… “Ten Honest Things About Me” (as opposed to my usual falsified crap.)
1. I once hid the above ”It’s Haunted” book for a week when Kelly was two. Just couldn’t hack one single second more of it. Sorry.
2. I used to pretend I was Joni Mitchell.
3. I used to pretend Bob Dylan loved me.
4. Sometimes I pretend I’m taping a cooking show as I prepare dinner. And I’m pretty good, I think, with my witty repartee and attention to dicing and slicing detail, even tho I’m alone and no cameras are actually rolling.
5. To paraphrase how I responded to Stacey’s guest post on Barbara’s blog last week, I dream of a future where little children run with joyful abandon through the streets shouting “Jannie Funster! Jannie Funster!”
6. When I run I keep my car key and a Chapstick in my bra.
7. I always cry when I hear Iz’s “Somewhere Over The Rainbow” on my car radio. If you haven’t heard it, here it is. I recommend closing your eyes to listen. [But as Lance pointed out, probably best not to close eyes if it's playing while you're driving]
8. On our two-week vacation to Canada this past summer I didn’t eat a single green salad the entire time, substituting that fare for two a day of the pastries and candy bars of my childhood, below.
(I totally recommend freezing both a la Thelma in “Thelma and Louise” before munching. OMG. And I don’t recommend lack of greens as a regular dietary habit.)
9. I forget why Earth’s core is so hot and molten.
10. When I almost passed out a couple of months ago I was sure I was dying or suffering a brain stem aneurism that would leave me forever locked-in. But it passed. And here I am, a Big Bad Meme Breaker who will not pass this on as such, but will invite you to share ”An Honest Thing” or more about you, if you feel so inclined. Thanks.
Now, to that asparagus tea.
[See! See what a bad memer I am -- I didn't even tag anyone as Caity suggested. I'm just awful and now nobody on the internets will ever want anything to do with me ever again. I'm finished. Washed up. A has-been before I ever really was. Well, it was fun while it lasted.]