Item The First. The “proof of life” photo shown above proves that the birthday balloon still lives! Good thing, too, since I hear there’s an upcoming helium shortage. Soon the remaining He in this balloon could be worth a small fortune. (A very, VERY small fortune.)
Item The Second. Step one of the remodel went unexpectedly well yesterday as the top layer of wallpaper pulled right off, leaving the room’s walls fuzzy and white. This was misleading, a treacherous and evil turn of events designed to give us false hopes so that our souls could be all the more crushed later, as anyone who has ever stripped wallpaper knows. The fuzzy and white layer was the second ply of the wallpaper and the wallpaper glue. We’ve experimented for a while now and it seems that this backing/glue layer was designed in Hell. The backing layer comes off pretty well with some chemical gunk that we got at the hardware store. That leaves the glue, which easily gets wet with simple water, but just turns into goo which smears and sticks and does just about everything in the world except come off the wall. Unless of course it has a chance to get stuck on you or your clothes, at which point it will come off the clothes and onto you, making you curse. Scraping off the glue is going to be a long, tedious, painstaking, annoying process.
Item The Third. So that the weekend isn’t all work and no play, Ronnie and I went to see “Star Trek – Into Darkness” and “Iron Man 3” today, both in 3-D. I enjoyed them both a great deal, especially “Star Trek”. No spoilers, but I will be glad to discuss likes and dislikes with folks by email, phone, text, or other channels of communication.
Item The Fourth. The sticky glue & wallpaper paste from Hell doesn’t have a strong scent, but the scent it has tends to seep into the skin of my hands a bit after a while, and I’m realizing tonight that the smell is triggering some old and not very pleasant memories from when I was a teenager and my family lived in and remodeled a very large house in Vermont. I did a lot of wallpaper stripping in that house, and the constant, faint smell of wallpaper paste might not be good for my mood. I think we’ll have to overwhelm it and bury it under other, more pleasant smells in order to trigger other, more pleasant memories. Baking cookies comes to mind. Does chocolate have a strong smell? How about BBQ? It is Memorial Day tomorrow, that will fit right in. How about margaritas? Wallpaper paste removal might be MUCH easier with the smell of fresh margaritas in the air… Just sayin’!
Item The Fifth. I did not buy a new Jaguar F-series the other day. (DUH! If I had the resources to buy a new top of the line Jaguar, I would pay someone else to remodel my house!)
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 