Evidently I think I’m a pirate this morning. Replace the me with a my in that post.
YAAARRRRR! Set me alarm clock, matey! Shiver me timbers, and so on.
I discovered this morning that Wifey had changed her alarm clock, but not my alarm clock, so that what time it was depended on which side I was laying on in the bed. So I got up 20 minutes later than I had intended.
You know that one picture in your life that seems to epitomize everything you always hated about yourself? That picture with the dorkiest haircut you ever had in your life, and the coke bottle glasses with the tape on the hinge, and the zits to end all zits? Yeah, that one. That’s the picture that my mother chose to have blown up and hang on her living room wall, and I think it’s still hanging there today, 40 years later. :rolleyes:
We, (Wifey and I) on the other hand, have classy pictures of our handsome and beautiful chillins and granchillins hanging on our walls. So many in fact that we have classy and beautiful artwork snugged in our closets 'cause we gots no place to hang it up.
Get better FCM. I’m sending chocolate thoughts your way.
I’ve got nothing hanging on my walls at this point. Send that beautiful artwork my way!
[sub]But you all keep your chandeliers to yourselves, you hear?[/sub]
I’ve got the art - just not all of it is hanging on the wall.
I’m just not a decorator, that’s all.
Susan
I gots art hangin’ all over the place. My two fav-o-rites are the still life magnolia in a vase painting and the one of a bunch of boys dressed in early 20th century playing tug of war. I really like that one. It hangs in my dining room. I have some hunting scene oil paintings and a bunch of pen and ink wildlife drawings too. And some other stuff. One of ACBG’s first comments about my house was: “Da-yummm you got a lot of artwork.” Then he tried (still tries) to steal my bunny in a suit holding a tray statue that’s really a doorstop. Everybody tries to steal that. He’s just real jake.
-swampbear (we’re southerners. damn comes out like “da-yummm”)
Are you suggesting there’s something *wrong *with using the pictures that come in picture frames?? 
I can top that. I’ve been divorced for a few years, and my mom still has my wedding picture on top of the piano. 
I’d rather have the dorky picture. I need to talk to her about getting rid of it.
FCM, I think chocolate would do you a world of good! It’s an antioxidant, you know. Good for your heart and stuff. So help yourself!
swampy, you sound very artsy. I don’t have much artwork, and what I have is weird. I like the sound of your bunny in a suit ('cause I have rabbits, so I think anything with rabbits is cool). Any more where that came from?
taxi78cab, I like the pictures that come in the frames. I have a really nice one that came in an oval frame, but the glass broke so I’m not using it right now until I can get new glass. I could glue it back together–wouldn’t that be stylish? I can tell everyone they’re my ancestors, and make up stories about them.
I think we should do an art exchange. I have things I’ll never use (including some very nifty Chinese papercuttings), and it would be fun to exchange some of that stuff for something new (that I’ll also never use, but it’s new and different, so it’s automagically more interesting). So, who’s in? It’s okay if you don’t have any Art–you can go to the thrift store and buy stuff. They always have good Art at thrift stores!
I had nothing on the walls until my girlfriend moved in with me. But she likes going to thrift stores, and comes home with at least one new thing to hang on the wall each trip. Usually pictures, old looking but probably not that valuable. But nice to look at.
But the last thing she found was one of them der butler mirrors. It’s about three feet tall, two feet wide, and we think it’s from the 1920’s or earlier. She got it for about $40. We’re just waiting to take it and a few other things to the appraisers. She’s got quite the eye for finding valuable things in other people’s junk.
FCM, I got me two pairs of sliver tweezers. One pair has precision ground tips, for tackling little tiny slivers, and the other has a built-in magnifier for even smaller slivers. But I haven’t had any slivers to use them on! Kids are usually a guaranteed source of sliver removal opportunities, but Miss B is all grown up and moved out, so she’s no help. I may have to invite my nephew over on a regular basis to climb trees or something.
I have some artwork hanging up, but I need a lot more.
My friend came over to check the progress of our paint job yesterday and told me we’re going shopping for art. She has very strong ideas of how my house should look, and while she has a keen eye for interior decorating, I would rather my house reflect MY tastes, not hers.
FCM, I am glad to hear you’re feeling better.
I did not want to get up and come to work today, I really, really, didn’t want to come. But…since I took a sick day, then came in late one day (scheduled) and then took half of Friday off; I figured it would not be a stellar idea to miss today.
Besides, I’m taking the 25-29 of April off. I was going to cancel leave and just take the 25th (U2 concert night before that; so NOT coming to work the next day); but I really need a break. I’m taking another two weeks in August but I just couldn’t wait. I’m a little burned out.
Well, gonna finish my salad and check my e-mail now…
Not a lot of art hanging on the walls either, but many a cute pic, because that is what people with multiple kids usually have a great number of. My favorite is a pic of daughter Ministriker holding son Ministriker the day after he was born. He is all wrapped up, and the light coming through the hospital window is catching her face just right. The light always seems to catch her face just right, she’s just like that. My wife’s fave is a pic she took before Mr. ministriker was born, with Ms. MS holding my hand and looking up at me sideways while we were walking on this trail in the mountains. It is shot from behind, so it’s really like our sillouhettes, because you can’t make out the detail on our faces real well, and printed in black and white.
FCM- fresh air always does a person some good, unless it’s been polluted, but even then, it’s better than being stuck inside. Sunshine on my face cures most ills.
All clocks have been advanced with no problems, but it felt weird driving to work in the dark again this morning.
MagicEyes bunny in a suit came from Kirkland’s. IJ got bunny from store itself not the website but you can see stuff they got there. Kirkland’s is to me what Target is to Ex. I can get into a lot of trouble there. I like artwork stuff from thrift stores too. Once I was with ACBG at the mall and I said I wanted to go to JC Penney’s. He said, Kirkland’s is next to JC Penney’s and that’s why I want to go there just so I can sneak into Kirkland’s when he wasn’t looking, so no, we can’t go to JC Penney’s. As luck would have it, he was driving too and reminded me of that. Like he’d actually leave me. Or maybe he would. I didn’t take the chance. I went back later by myself. HAH! I didn’t buy anything it was just the principle of the thing. Tell me I can’t go to Kirkland’s will ya? I’ll show you! So There!
In other news, y’all remember the co-worker who had a baby March 1st? Remember that I won the baby pool? Well, not an actual pool filled with water or babies but the money pool. Well, she came by today for the first time with the baby. It’s the first time I’ve seen her since she had the baby and the first time ever for me to see the baby. Baby is so cute! A little girl. Anyways, I never intended on keeping the money, so today I gave the money to my co-worker and said it was for her and her husband to go have dinner and a movie when they decide they need a night out. I got me a big ol’ hug! See, the fun for me was gettin’ to run around at work sayin’ “Neener, neener, neener I won! Told ya so!”
-swampbear (yep, I really did say “neener, neener, neener” at work)
Aw, swampy, that’s so nice of you! Who’da thunk it??? The only thing nicer would be for you to volunteer to babysit for them…
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Oh, sorry, I was enjoying that mental image.
Well, I would offer to babysit if I knew the baby would just lie there and look cute and sleep. Babies are not like that though. Sooner or later she’d get hungry and want me to like feed her. Then she’d either puke or poop and I’d have to clean that up. It’s just one thing after another with babies. It’s all cry, eat, puke, poop and sleep. Plus they are useless when it comes to being a fetcher of beer and snacks.
scout1222, I believe the source of your sore throat is that Long Beach Marathon that you ran last fall. Just drink some Listerine and gargle with some orange juice, and you’ll be good as gold for Grandpa’s party.
Pictures of kids on the wall? No. Just a few pics of Mr. Beckwall’s daughter near the computer and desk, places where we can look at her and smile. She’s 15 now and tall, I think she should major in professional volleyball but she’s sticking with the pre-vet thing. We went to the Wild Animal Park and she knew the names of every single creature. She was definitely the most mature of the three of us - Mr. Beckwall and I were pointing out the animals who needed to take a crap or get laid, and she calmly narrated all the names to us. We love to be a public embarrassment to her!!!
So I worked half day today, and one of my young (18) students lied to me, twice.
I am a bit pissed off and debating what to do next. It was pretty serious stuff, like saying he took vital signs on someone when he didn’t and then falsifying a blood pressure so he wouldn’t have to notify the charge nurse of his findings.
He is already on probation. Will one of you please put a pox on him? Thanks.
Time for a nap. I’m going to try to dream about Minnesota. Maybe not the whole state, but at least that nice park where Pocohontas falls are located. Is that the name of the falls? I doubt it. My brain retains such info for approximately 5 min. and then sends it through the chunnel to the “unused facts area”.
I love MMP. 
Speaking of art, I need to get some wall sculptures to finish off the new dining room. I’m thinking something old and stoney looking. I’ve been perusing a lot of catalogs but haven’t seen just the right stuff yet. Plus, being on the cheap side, I don’t wanna spend too much moolah on it. My favorite show on H&G channel is Designer Chic. Can you tell?
Mr. Anachi has some beautiful horse prints his folks brought back from Japan. Trouble is, they just don’t “go” with any of our decor. He also has some volcano prints that his folks brought back that I absolutely hate. They are really tacky but he loves them and keeps trying to get me to hang them somewhere. Bleah!
Tupug
Hence my enjoyment of the mental image. 
That’s a pretty long incubation period, wouldn’t you say, beckwall? Huh. Better not do THAT again! 
My sister, the prim and proper Nurse Debbie[sup]TM[/sup] just sent me this and I thought my fellow dopers would enjoy the humor.
A college professor was doing a study testing the senses of first graders, using a bowl of lifesavers.
He gave all the children the same kind of lifesavers, one at a time, and asked them to identify them by color and flavor.
The children began to say:
"Red…cherry,
“Yellow…lemon,”
“Green…lime,”
“Orange…orange.”
Finally, the professor gave them all honey lifesavers.
After eating them for a few moments, none of the children could identify the taste.
“Well,” he said, “I’ll give you all a clue; It’s what your mother may sometimes call your father.”
One little girl looked up in horror, spit hers out and yelled:
“Oh My God!!! They’re assholes!”
Tupug, I’m not sure what to say, except: BWAHAAHAHAHA .
Kid pictures, I’ve got lots of them. Of my brother and me at all kinds of ages. My cousins. My mom and her sibs. The niece and nephew. The goddaughter and godson. A few of my dad and his sister. Most of them are in albums or boxes, but there are several scattered around the house.
My nephew is currently obsessed with one that’s on the mantel. (My fireplace is a fake, but I have a mantel.) The picture is from about two years ago. He had recently gotten a nasty bump on his forehead and I think he has a pretty good memory of it (he was about 3, so there’s not much else he remembers clearly from that era). Also, he’s standing next to Pepe the Penguin at the zoo and giving a kind of giggly tough-guy look. (He and my brother used to practice, generally without the giggles.) It’s a cute picture. One of very few of the more recent ones where he’s not making a repulsive face.
I also have frame-family pictures in a few frames on the walls of the spare bedroom. I’ve actually found homes for the frames/ledges with spots for pics, but am still getting up the energy to find the right pictures for them.
That’s all I’ve got for the moment. Except that dessert was chocolate chips. Plain. Just needed some chocolate and was too lazy to open an entire candy bar.
GT