feeling blue, but in a good way

yes, I'm awake at 2am... I couldn't help but want to clean up after we actually finished painting the other bedroom in our "new" apartment.  We finished painting the first bedroom (our family bedroom) over the weekend (that room took FOREVER, it was really annoying to live here for a month and a half in essence in one bedroom with that one empty as we tried to get rid of the prior tenant's cat's pee smell, wait for the landlord to install new carpet after ripping out the old, then pick a paint color that didn't clash with the new carpet... then try to arrange help to paint).  Our friends Carol and Heidi helped with the painting after I did almost all the taping and such. Stupid tape wouldn't stick to the stupid trim in some places so the pre-existing white trim got blue paint on it in many spots, but I was able to clean it off with a solution of dishwasher detergent in water (Dr. Sears' website says to wash suspected lead paint window sills with that, and I was going to do that anyway so decided to try it on the mislaid paint and it worked! YAY!).  The blue is this gorgeous perfect-sky blue.... not the light blue of a cloudless day, but the deeper blue that you can only appreciate with a good scattering of cumulous clouds to show off the contrast.  Just looking at the walls makes me happy.  Of course, after living in rentals that we didn't have the balls to paint for the last 15 years, anything other than a very light shade of beige would have been a major improvement (ok, well, maybe not pink...). Oh, the family bedroom is a medium sage green, for those who care.  Matches our green flannel sheets well, I'm planning to do blue-ish purple window treatments and wall-to-wall padded headboard (gods I love HGTV).  It'll match the rest of our linens... last task after that and building the babywings for the bed (Liam is SUCH a bedhog, he needs a cosleeper space... I'm getting tired of getting kicked in the eyeball).

I'm just so happy to know that the #@$(*&ing bedroom and office furniture that's been sitting in various states of assembly in our living and dining rooms will be moving into their proper room in the next 24 hours.  I'm tired of feeling like I live in a refuge camp already!

If my inlaws decide to move to Cleveland next summer when our lease is up here, I may just cry... then make THEM tape up the walls before painting our new home.

AP-Friendly lullaby from the UU Hymnal

I love my church... stumble upon some really neat things in the hymnal sometimes, this included... I came across it a couple months ago when I was looking for songs for one of the services (didn't wind up using it that time tho), and it's been stuck in my head (already knew the melody - it's one Holtz sings on "Angel").  I like the UU hymnal lyrics (from "Singing the Living Tradition) better than the traditional ones, being a heathen and all...

putting it here so I can find it again later, since I'm not sure if anyone is actually reading this barely-ever-updated-pathetic-excuse-for-a-blog...

The words were adapted by Alicia S. Carpenter and (c)1990.

Sleep, My Child
Sleep, my child and peace attend you
all through the night
I who love you shall be near you
all through the night
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping
hill and vale in slumber sleeping
I my loving vigil keeping
all through the night

Mother, I can feel you near me
all through the night
Father, I know you can hear me
all through the night
and when I am your age nearly
still I will remember clearly
how you sang and held me dearly
all through the night

While the moon her watch is keeping
all through the night
while one-half the world is sleeping
all through the night
Even while the sun comes stealing
visions of the day revealing
breathes a pure and holy feeling
all through the night


So much more pleasant to sing to your baby as s/he nurses to sleep than "Rock-A-Bye Baby"

bored

don't know what's going on with me today... I'm very rarely bored, but I'm very blah today. it's overcast, warm, and a bit humid, which i think is contributing to the mild achiness (rheumatic conditions are a joy), but i'm having a hard time being "mom" today instead of "blob." i think it's more irritation at not being physically able to complete tasks i want DONE WEEKS AGO that's getting to me, along with liam being little-mister-hold-me-constantly (i'm standing at the computer typing this with him in a backpack carrier while waiting for some eggs to get sunny-side-up crispy on the stove a couple feet away... eggs sometimes help when my brain's being like this)

now the little monkey's trying to climb my back... urg. we had an interesting weekend (aside from the vampire incident) and there are pictures to prove it, hopefully i'll get them online someday but i can't bend over to get the camera out of the diaperbag with him on my back *sigh* urg.