"New" Digs

A couple of months ago Bruce got a bee in his bonnet (besides the acting bee, I mean...  This was a completely different bee!). He thought we should rearrange our bedroom. Well, our room is on the second floor of the house; it has a sloped ceiling and one gable. Our bed sits in the gable part of the room, which is just big enough to hold a queen-size bed. The rest of our stuff  is just fitted in however we could do it––and I thought we managed it pretty cleverly, too, considering how little standing-up space there is. I was pretty sure we could not rearrange our furniture.

This is what our room has looked like for the past year.

But Bruce said, what if we put our bed into the small nook under the eave–where my (Loralee's) dresser is now? Well, that sounded kind of claustrophobic! Nevertheless, I put it to simmer on a back-burner in my mind and finally it cooked enough that I decided to try it out. We figured if we hated sleeping under there, we would just move everything back to where it was. ('Cause doesn't that sound like a lot of fun?)

So after a perfunctory pre-cleaning, Bruce moved my dresser in front of the closet (left of the computer), and we pulled all the stuff we had stored behind both our dressers and piled it on and around that same space. We thought our bed might be too tall to go under the eave if we left the box-spring under the mattress (forget about the bed-frames!). So we tried to store the box-spring under the west eave. But it was too long.

The look on his face says it all...
Bruce loves rearranging the room!
(But it was his idea.)

On second thought, maybe the best place for the box-spring really would be under the mattress.

Here's how the room turned out:

(You may notice the mirror got replaced with a picture.)

This looks promising...  (and there's the mirror!)

nice...

And this looks cozy!
But the question remains, what will it be like to sleep in there?

And the answer is...
It is just fine to sleep under there. Lovely, in fact.
(Although it is really hard to make the bed.)

And guess what? We like it. A lot.

And this is what Bruce was after in the first place—
some floor-space (and some head-space, too), and a place to sit down. :-)

It feels so spacious! Room to stand, room to walk around, room to change our clothes, a place to sit... Fabulous!

Long Overdue

This is old news now—two weeks old! But I have to post pictures anyway.

I have been wanting to do something new with my hair for ages, but since my cousin switched from hair-stylist to dental-assistant I can hardly get anyone to touch it. I want to go to a salon and say, "Make it different," or, "Make it shorter," or, "Make it look really cute," and then have them do something cool. They want to know exactly what I want to do with it—what style, how much to cut off, layered or not, etc, etc, etc. How unreasonable! They are the professionals; not me! Not only that, but they invariably say what great, curly hair I have, and I should leave it long. >sigh< What they don't seem to get is that I have never been unhappy with a new hairstyle or color, and I have every reason to believe that my hair will grow back—just as curly as ever, and quickly, too––even if I did hate what they did to it (which is not likely). 

This is the most recent picture of me before the blessed event
(of cutting my hair).

Anyway, the last haircut I got, I just asked to have it layered to take some weight off the bottom of it. The girl might have cut off half an inch. I told her to cut more, and got more of the same. I finally gave up, paid her and left, vowing to myself to not get my hair done again until I could find someone brave enough to actually play with it.

And I finally did find someone! Patti, of Beehive Waxing and Hair (in Vernal), was the hair and makeup lady for Camelot. She told Bruce how to do his hair and beard for the show, and I had a feeling she might be just the person I was looking for. And she was! First she cut my hair shorter all over, and as she was finishing she said that it would be super cute to trim the back up into a little bit of an A-line—maybe I'd like to try that next time. So I said, "Let's do it!" She said, "Sure?" Yep. So she did. And she was super excited to do it, and really happy with the result. 

Here is what happens when I tell Bruce to take pictures of my new haircut from every angle . . .

Yes, when he starts taking my picture, I start to get a little silly:

I am almost as hot as Bruce's truck. ;-)

Anyway, I am super happy with my new look.

A new hairstyle works wonders for the soul!