Fix-it Flashback Friday...

I needed a little project to keep me busy and I love restoring old photographs. I hope you enjoy this one. It is me (I know, I was ADORABLE) avoiding a spray of water from my brothers. Obviously we needed a bigger pool. ;)

Original from the early 1970s. Yes, I am old.

Cleaned and brightened up... a lot.

Given a little '70s flair... 'cause, well, you know.

My back is feeling mucho mucho better and we're planning on finishing the living room painting this weekend and maybe some more of the hallway, as well. I can't wait! I NEED the walls to be ONE color.  Not the crazy multi-hued creation we've been living with for too long. Wish me luck!

One of my favorite songs...

5 days...

     Five LONG days since my back exploded and my world shrunk to the four walls of my bedroom. This is getting old. I forced myself out of bed and downstairs yesterday, thinking "this isn't so bad". Between the drugs and the rest "I'm getting better". ::insert Pollyanna whistling::
    
     Windex bottle in hand I cleaned the accumulated finger and nose and paw prints off the windows. Tom took down our curtains for a much needed and overdue washing. The walls were even nastier, so I scrubbed away the grime... while sitting on the steps. I'm not a complete idiot. Or am I?

     This morning I am in pain. No, not achey.... pain. It is radiating up into my shoulder and down through my legs. I'm in noonebetterspeaktomedon'taskmeforanything pain. Now I'm waiting for the drugs to kick back in and my world to become comfortably numb again. I am stupid.

At least my curtains are clean, right?

     In better news. We have a tutor. She is taking over my job as Learning Coach for Gabe for the next two weeks.

This is the song running through my head... over and over and over...

Blue-green, greenish-blue, teal, aquamarine...

Whatever you wanna call it, it is now the official color of our family/living/class room. 

Only three more walls to go.

I've had this song going through my head all morning.