top of the mornin' to ya

This is the little sight I wake up to almost every morning.

Finn and Calvin hiding in the corner behind the yellow chair, playing with legos.

They are in seclusion so that Ollie does not find them and choke on all the legos. Which is funny, since they are up around 8 and Ollie doesn't rise and shine til 9:30. I guess you can never be too careful with these risky legos.

lovin' Calvin's bedhead and inside out shirt...

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My Dresser

I was chopping onions last night and a little piece fell on the kitchen floor.

Sigh.

I tried to bend over to pick it up...but halfway down decided it was not worth the effort. I told John "I can barely bend over anymore".

To which he replied, "And just think, in one week, you won't be able to bend over at all."

He's right. Just a heads up to you all, I am pretty much an invalid after a c-section. I can barely move for the first month. There is no bending. And the next few months I'm pretty rickety as well. Some people are lucky and heal very fast. Not me. 

Anyhow, all of this triggered a series of complex reactions in my brain, which ended in this urgent conclusion:

MUST PAINT BEDROOM DRESSER ASAP. 

Never mind the fact that it's been parked unnoticed in my closet for the past 5 years...

That is, until I drop a tiny piece of onion on the floor. And now the realization that I won't be able to bend for months on end makes the this project TOP PRIORITY on my list of things to do.

I said I was burnt out on decorating. I guess I am the lying liar that lies.

And because it is highly unrealistic that I can sand, prime and paint the entire dresser by myself, here is my short-cut plan.

I am just going to paint the outside of the drawers a fun color. Probably aqua.

And replace the knobs. I am missing quite a few of them. I will still want the knobs to be orange.

I am going to leave the body of the dresser alone. It's a totally different wood grain than the drawers and is actually not too hideous.

The dresser has a cute round shape and I think this may work. Kind of a two-tone deal.

If not, you have all learned a valuable lesson, at my expense. 

(You're welcome).

And worst case scenario, it will just have to go back in hiding in the closet til I am 100 years old.