Well, we got the bedroom all painted. It looks fantastic, it really does.

But, depending on what you have in the room – it has a blue hue to it. This is very much not good, considering my color scheme is white, black, gray and green.

*sigh*

So, here it is. Keep in mind, I’ve still got some things to do. Obviously, I’m not going to have a maroon colored lampshade in there and I’m going to buy new shams/pillow cases. I also haven’t hung a single picture on the wall…well, except the black mirror above the bed.

I also need to do some nick nack shpoping – plus, we’ve got to get a book shelf for the big empty wall on the one side of the bed.

Here, take a look – tell me what you think:

As I was saying, disregard the lamps, the wrinkles in the pillow cases and the fact that there doesn’t seem to be much to it. The blanket is new – it’s like a pretty granny smith apple green. I also recovered the headboard – it was covered in brown/blue, but now it’s an all black brocade-like fabric. It’s really pretty.

Here, this is the fabric on the headboard:

Here is another view from the other side of the bedroom.

Here is the ‘head on’ view from the foot of the bed.

I think I like it. I’ve never really finished my room. We’ve gotten started a few times, but I usually end up frustrated and I quit. We are planning on getting rid off the crappy floor lamps – we’re thinking ceiling fan?

Also – as far as bed side lamps – how would hanging pendent lights look hanging over the night stands? We’d have to hang them then run the cord down behind the curtain – so I’m not sure. Thoughts on that idea?

If anyone has any tips/advice – that’d be great.

I’m going to hang some of my personal photos on the walls…but it looks like the one photo that inspired this color scheme isn’t actually going to work out, unless I opt to use black and white photos – which is still very much an option.

As for the medical stuff – I’m doing ok today for the most part. I’m super tired and I’m looking forward to my ‘day of rest’ tomorrow. No news really – the Dr. hasn’t called me since Friday – so I assume I’m doing ok number wise

Ok, this is gonna be fast – only because I meant what I posted earlier in the week – my bedroom WILL get painted this weekend – and sick or not, I’m making that happen.

As I type this, the old main is making some ‘alterations’ to the headboard we made last fall. It’s something we’ve needed to do, but put off – and now that my room is empty of ALL furniture, it’s time.

Ok – the news:

I’ve been at the lab every morning this week. My numbers went down ever so slightly yesterday, but I’m still way above normal. Single digits are normal and I’m in triple digits – that start with a six.

So, the Dr. was pretty adamant about admitting me yesterday – but it appears the slight (it was either 6 or 9 pts, I don’t know) was enough to give him some hope for the weekend.

Now, he wants to see a 10% drop…which shouldn’t be a problem, since I’m taking far more steroids now than I was a few days ago.

I ran to the lab this AM and the results should be in by 4.

In order to stay out of the hospital – I’ve got to continue to have falling numbers…so I’d appreciate any thoughts/prayers regarding that.

Now, I heard the saw stop, so I better go see what the deal is – I don’t want us getting off track

Thanks everyone!

Man, for whatever reason, this mornings blog post is super hard to write.

I was going to write about the possibility of resurrecting the old open adoption blog from a few years ago – which I still might do – but then I decided that I didn’t need an entire blog post devoted to deciding whether or not to resurrect an old blog. I think that was a good idea – it came off as needy and redic.

Then I was going to write something about painting my bedroom – but lets face it, the following will serve the purpose:

My Bedroom = Dark as a Cave

The picture on the left is a picture of my bedroom wall. The center is the flooring (cherry hardwood). That translates to a really, really dark room – so yeah, we’re painting it.

It's not as dark as it seems...

The sample color of Secret Passage (which is more gray than what I’m seeing here on my monitors) is really light…we’re doing the trim in Snow Mount…which sounds really dirty.

Anyway, then I was going to write about this stupid bump on the left side of my face that I can see out of my left eye without even trying – but really, who cares?

Finally, I typed up almost a complete blog on Blog Cliques and finding a niche topic that you really want to write about when it dawned on me, I don’t really care about that crap…my life just isn’t that exciting.

So here we are – I blogged about all of them.

I’ll take some before + after shots of the bedroom. I’m super excited.

I’m still not sure about the old blog…if you’ve got an opinion, feel free to comment about it. /Neediness

…and I had the day off. Jealous?

This morning started out slow – I had a hard time getting up and getting going, but once I did, the kid and I had a pretty decent day.

First, I should say, any time I have a totally captive audience, I capture them and make them walk through Ikea with me. I mostly don’t like most of the stuff Ikea sells, but they do have a fairly decent glassware section and I kind of like their stainless kitchen storage gadgets – but beyond that, I’m not a huge fan. Anyway, today was no exception, off to Ikea the kid and I went – after I bribed him with Olive Garden, of course.

We ended up getting a few candles – that was a mistake – I picked the ‘unscented’ options, because I find that the scented ones don’t really smell all that good – and I was going for a decor piece, not a functional candle. Anyway – I said it was a mistake, because the first thing the old man says to me when he comes out of the bedroom after his shower is, “uh, did you smell those candles?” I said, “No, why?” and he said, “The black ones, they really smell bad…” so I told him to throw them in the trash – they were jut a few bucks and so he goes to grab them and he said, “here, smell” so I did – and almost vomited. It was bad, I’ll leave it at that – there are people that read here that I don’t want to scare off.

I did end up getting a few pieces of glassware that I really liked – so it wasn’t a total loss. The kid and I also walked around and looked at their kitchen cabinets etc, because I really do want a nice island for my kitchen and I’m not sure why I thought I’d find inspiration at Ikea – but I looked anyway and it wasn’t a total loss.

That, we’ve decided, will be the next project – it’ll be easy, because we’ve decided to buy pre-assembled base cabinets from Lowe’s and glaze them ourselves – making a combo island-slash-bar-slash-table – our kitchen isn’t huge, but we’re excited about freeing up some room by making a bigger utilitarian piece that will replace our existing table, while giving us more cabinet space.

Oh and I found something at Ikea that I am going to get as a gift for a friend, which she will love!

Anyway – all this was before the trip to the store – where I stocked up on dinner items for this week. Tonight is meatloaf, scalloped potatoes and couscous.

Speaking of, I better go check on it.

I haven’t decided what I am going to write about tonight. I haven’t been blogging as much as I’d like. I don’t know why. There are times when I feel like I am far to ‘open’ – I’ve actually had it come back and bite me in the rear a time or two – and then there are times when I feel like I am not open and honest enough.

It’s annoying, this conflict. Frustrating and annoying.

So, I guess I’ll update current goings on – first medical related stuff:

My MELD score has been adjusted to from 19 to 22. This isn’t a good thing, really. The MELD score (6 being good, 40 being bad) determines where I fall on the transplant list. Obviously, I’d prefer that sucker stay right down low, where it belongs. That’d mean that I’d not get moved around on the transplant list because I’d be to healthy to ‘need’ one. The fact that it’s gone up means I’m getting closer to having to really make transplant a reality.

I prefer not having to think about it personally. I mean, I hate this medication stuff and I hate feeling bad – but honestly, the thought of having to have a transplant – it’s not making me all warm and fuzzy feeling. It’s just not.

The face acne I’ve been dealing with has finally reached critical mass. They were just ‘white dots’ – not even white heads – they weren’t festering or anything – they were just dots that where there mocking me endlessly in the mirror.

No more. Nosireebob.

Now, we’re full on white head festering, painful swelling, chin of ouchness.

If I wasn’t sure that cutting off my chin would impact my ability to speak clearly, I’d seriously consider it as a viable option. As such, I am just dealing with the painful grossness. It really hurts a lot.

In other news:

I mentioned the bathroom redo we did over Christmas – but I don’t think I mentioned the bed we made this past weekend. Yes, folks, we made a platform bed for the kid. The pictures really don’t do it enough justice – I am superbly proud of how it turned out. It was a lot of work (14 hours, in all) but the end result is a beautiful masterpiece – of course, I’m just saying that because the old man and I made it – but here, you check it out:

The Kids Bed of Awesomeness

Now, I realize there are some obvious imperfections there in the paint – but really, it’s all flash trickery. You can click on the pic and view the larger size, if you’d like. The bottom there, is the box springs with a black sheet covering it up. We made the headboard as well. It was a perfect masterpiece of errors – nothing about it went correctly – we measured wrong, we cut wrong – but ended up being short a piece of wood – but in the end, we made it work and honestly, I think it came out spectacular.

Our next project, which will be off in the distant future, will be a kitchen remodel. I really want new cabinets and we’re going to buy them and install them our self. I’m not sure how I feel about that just yet…I’ll have to let you know.

At any rate – beyond the medical stuff, the bed, job stuff for the old man and just general blehness around here – nothing much is going on. We’re hanging in there.