There is only so much HGTV a body can stand before they willingly–willingly, I say–turn over the TV to the Super Bowl half of the family.
And I reached that point. I believe it was after the ‘is-there-really-any-chicken-in-here’ soup. The stuff that comes in the red and white cans. The stuff no adult eats and I never have in the house. The stuff I CRAVED after a night of violently purging from my system EVERYTHING that was not tied down by ligaments. I swear, even my EARS were puking. And when I came to, when I was remotely conscious, all I wanted was Campbell’s.
And a shock collar for the dogs. I wanted to send them flipping over backwards every time they barked. Which was every three minutes seconds. Because Mom was in bed and they had to guard her. From everything. And my little darlin’s have fierce imaginations when it comes to danger. Squirrels! BARK! BARK! Trees! BARK! BARK! BARK! Mr. Spouse checking to see if I’m still alive! BARK! BARK! BARK! BARK! BARK!!!
I sent Mr. Spouse on a mercy run. He came home with the soup. Two cans. WHAT was he thinking??? Really, I’ve got a LOT of empty inside me, more than two cans’ worth. And he ignored my suggestion for the dogs. Totally. Like he thought I was kidding or something.
Awww geeze…
But while my day was spent snoozing on the sofa, drifting in and out as people bought apartments in Sweden and Scotland and directing BAD thoughts at my best beloved puppies, Mr. Spouse was outside working on the new studio.
I need to come up with a name for this new studio, by the way. Or I can transfer Studio Grande. I’m open to suggestions.
Look at that. Got some plywood up. And it’s starting to look real. The little puddle on the concrete lower right? Sophie and Bean saying hello. They don’t realize this is almost an indoor place now. And they sure don’t know that this will be Studio Quat’s domain.
Now that will piss ‘em off.
This is the hobbit door. Mr. Spouse REALLY wanted this. And since his labor is free, I agreed. But I’m going to paint it RED.
So that was the weekend around here. Me? Not so much. Mr. Spouse? Good Job!
Oh wow Susan! Looking Good!!! I bet you are so excited! Looking forward to next update.:)
So am I, Stephani! I can’t wait to show it all dried in. And rocked. And windows and whatever else it takes to get DONE!!!
Yay! Doggies gave seal of approval! Did you have a migraine or food poisoning or something? Hope you’re feeling much better now.
hugs n blessings
sue:)
Oh, I like that…the doggie seal of approval. Ever so much better than practicing for peeing in the studio!
As for the weekend cooties, I’m pretty sure I had what’s been going around. My daughter had it last week. People at work have had it. I just assumed I was above that sort of thing. ; )
Love your new studio space! It’s really coming . . . and now you have doggie approval!
Glad you are feeling better!
xxoo
Hi Judy! : ) Doggie approval, yes! THey are expressive little guys, aren’t they…
Feeling better feels sooooooo good!
You can write an amusing message create some good artwork. Can you dance and sing? You will love your studio!
Well Diane… I dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one can hear (which they can’t because they’re covering their ears). And I will love love LOVE my new studio, indeed I will!
Hi Diane, hope you’re feeling better!
–Becca
A red hobbit door – that sounds just magical. Love your blog header:)
Red hobbit doors ARE magical, Liesel!
And the blog header thanks you. She’s very sensitive and adores compliments. : )
Good for you Mr. Spouse. I love the door and red is perfect…don’t forget a great big ole ornate (has to be gold) door knocker! Love seeing the progress!
I’m thinking rustic weathered iron or something for the hardware Donna. Something with weight to counter the stone walls. Although I saw an artist video where she was standing outside her studio and the door handle was twisted clay.
By the way, drove past See’s yesterday and thought of you!
Drooling here! I don’t have any out (unthawed). It’s all in the freezer where it remains untouched because, well, it’s frozen and therefore safe. I filled a jar a couple of weeks ago and it all disappeared within days! I am sooo weak in its presence…
We’re up in the sticks, don’t have an actual See’s store. But before any major holiday a See’s trailer appears in one of the grocery parking lots.
Thing is, we’ve got some world class home made chocolate places right here in town but when that trailer comes, it’s all over…
Oh yeah! I forgot to mention the “hardware” thing…I was so overtaken with visions of See’s. Anyway, you are right, if the outside is going to be stone, definitely something more manly like weathered iron. Imposing, aged, hefty…I’m starting to drift off towards visions of older men…I’ll leave now before I embarrass myself further.
Oh no, don’t go Donna! Your fantasies are welcome here, maybe… : )