Sundays with Stretchy Pants

A whole week went by and I didn’t blog here. But I did blog over at the Ohio Moms Blog about this:

So if you miss me, you should check it out. It’s FREE!

Remember the other day when I said I might paint my entryway? Well, in a surprisingly not feckless move on my part, I painted the first coat that very day. It looks lovely, but I’m out of paint. I’ll get some for the second coat soon, I promise. Definitely by summer.

About that paint job…you know how I was born in Michigan and raised to be a UofM fan? And you know how The Ohio State University hates the Wolverines? And you know how I don’t really like to wear UofM garb this close to campus because dummies make snide comments? And you know how one time at Bryan’s old job his anti-UofM boss wrote him up for a safety violation for having a UofM pen sticking pointy side up in his pen thing? (Oh yes he did! Bryan had to petition to get it off his record and everything!) And you know how we bought a house right here in Columbus where everybody hates U o fM? Well, I subconsciously wrote Columbus a passive-aggressive note when I painted my living room and entryway:

*looks better in real life*

I think the note says, “Suck it, Buckeyes. GO BLUE!” Yeah, I pretty much painted my house maize and blue. By accident. Technically, it’s sweet maple and sweet sea or something like that, but still. I didn’t even realize it until I looked at it with Bryan and said, “I just really like how those colors look together,” and he very excitedly said, “Hell yes you do! Maize and blue, baby!” And I think he clapped.

Apparently, I’m a huge fan of college sports.

Most nights, in the wee hours of  morning (you know, 12:10 am) this wee little one comes sneaking into our wee little bed. At first, she clings to the edge right next to me, but she slowly worms her way into a position that is more in keeping with her idea of her importance as the baby of the family. And we have a full size bed.

We are not reluctant family bedders by any means. It’s how we roll and we dig it. We used to have bigger beds, appropriate for all kinds of family bed configurations. We started with a queen, then a twin pushed up to the queen, then a full and a queen together, then back to just a queen when Lena and Liberty stopped coming in our bed every night, then we needed a new mattress and my in-laws were getting rid of a like-new full mattress, so we snatched it up thinking Maya’s just one kid, how much space can she take up? The answer is: As much as she wants.

We have always wanted a king size bed, but it has never worked out, what with being hopelessly cheap budget-minded and hopelessly afraid of having to move such a large bed. But now that we  have a house and that full size mattress is nearing the end of its life and we still have bedtime barnacles, it’s time to spring for a proper king size bed. Even Lena and Liberty like to have a turn sleeping in there once in a while, but that takes much planning and there just isn’t room for Bryan’s long arms and legs, plus either Lena’s or Liberty’s Bryan-in-miniature long arms and legs, plus me. Forget about princess wing-span joining in.

Also, evening family lounging is our favorite thing. It would be lovely if we could all cuddle up on the big bed and read books or watch movies or play games together like in the old queen plus full days. And it would be super lovely to not wake up with Maya’s elbow in my mouth.

And I’m a little excited about it.

Help me, people. I’ve gone insane.

My dryer hasn’t been drying my clothes very well and I read in a forwarded email that I should scrub the lint filter with a nylon brush until I can run water through it with no puddles forming. So I did it.

Do you see what January has made me do?

Also, I think I’m going to paint the wall that has been painted like this for at least 6 months:

I guess I got all burned out on painting after doing the basement, Lena’s room, Liberty’s room, Maya’s room, my room, the living room, the kitchen, and the dining room. I thought I had enough in me to do this small entryway, but once I put the blue on the wall, I lost steam in a big way.

Maybe this little project will kick off the finishing of a couple of other little projects, but I doubt it. I still need to paint a small hallway, and the stairway that leads to the basement. And the computer room. Damn, I forgot about the computer room. There’s a lot of crap in that room. Oh, and I want to repaint the kitchen and part of the dining room. I probably won’t, but still.

January is so uninspiring. I have nothing to say about anything. Except I’ll miss Conan and I can’t wait until he’s back on tv. I hope he gets to move back to New York. The end.

What have we been doing? Who gives a care? That’s what. I just want to watch Shaun of the Dead all day, that’s all. But I can’t because that’s inappropriate. And it just magnifies my zombie feelings.

Lena and Liberty are making a documentary about Woogi World in the style of The Office. Maya has been making videos too, but each one of hers ends with Liberty or Lena screaming at her to turn it off. Rude. Actually, I think that’s the shot that Maya’s going for in each of her videos. Seems that way. Maybe when she’s bigger, she’ll edit all of the “turn it off” clips together and set them to music.

Uh, I’ve been staring at my entryway walls where I painted a little bit of just the right color. I keep hoping the smears of just the right color will somehow multiply in the middle of the night and I’ll find my walls freshly painted in the morning. It doesn’t happen.

Bryan works and tries to get excited about football even though it was a bad year for all of his teams.

We eat dinner. Bryan and I love soup. Nobody else does.

Um. Yeah. January is just filled with little things that don’t make up a decent post.I read stuff in books and the internet, and I watch tv, but I’m not inspired to write anything about anything. I still enjoy things, but it’s none of your business how much or how little! I’m sorry, I didn’t meant that. It’s just the Januaries.

It’s almost over so there’s that. February, with the Unschoolers Winter Waterpark Gathering, is right around the corner. Maybe John Taylor Gatto will put my brain back in place. January is so going-through-the-motions for me. Sometimes February has a couple of days that are brilliantly sunny and 55 degrees, right? Days like that are fun.

Maybe I just need to do a crossword puzzle. Or a jigsaw puzzle. Something to jump start my brain.

Did January take your brain away too? Are you looking for it? Or did you just say, “Good riddance, stupid brain! See you in springtime”? Or have you kept your brain fresh by alphabetizing your spice rack?