Separated at birth...

I got a present!

A chainmail glove. Bring on the sharp knives!!
I've even got grippy tape for the fingertips. (Not that I'll be able to cut things for a while. Maybe I should just stick to those plastic children's scissors that can't even cut paper.)

Things that you can't do with a gimped thumb:

1. Type well. At all.

2. Put on pants. (It takes a lot of bum-shimmy-ing.)

3. Tie your shoes.

4. Shower -- that extra hand helps...a lot.

5. Shave your underarms (As Trevor said, "Why can't you just go amazon on one side for a while?' LOL)

6. Put deodorant on -- well, one armpit is easy.

7. Floss. (I think I've found a solution with one of those hummingbird Oral B things.)

8. Change a toilet paper roll.

9. Put a seatbelt on.

10. Put a bra on (Trevor doesn't mind helping with that one AT ALL...lol. Although in his words it was, 'I'm only used to taking these things off!')

11. Ponytails. Trevor learned on that one too. (even though I thought I might be sporting a boppy side pony at one point)

12. Cleaning. Anything like cleaning a shower, washing dishes, that sort of thing. Darn. lol

So I'm just one big gimp at the moment. It still hurts like mad once the painkillers wear off (first thing in the morning I'm not a happy camper). Oh, for those who don't know, I managed to do this to myself cutting a matboard for a picture frame with a blade (boxcutter of sorts) and ruler. Add to that a slip, and you've got yourself a messy situation. I'll omit all the gory stuff, but it was bad enough for me to be really, really worried about losing part of my thumb.

Mentally I'm having a hard time forgetting about it. When I sit and space out for a bit it all comes back again in my head and the pit of my stomach drops out. *shiver* I think it will get better with some time. Today Trevor was putting in the linoleum in the basement and he had to use a blade like I did for cutting...I got the heeby-jeebies looking at it. I'm going to have one major fear of those things for a lonnnnng while.

Oh, and I'm not looking forward to seeing what's under all this gauze. Not one bit. *calm blue ocean, calm blue ocean*

Guess who's not doing much flooring this weekend?

2.5 hours in the hospital and 5 stitches later.

Painting is almost done.

Almost! There's just two areas left to trim and it's done. ALL DONE! We're ahead of schedule thanks to some help with the painting. From now on, just painting a room in the house will be nothing to me. After the priming, ceiling painting and then wall painting, I will be glad to just paint something on the wall rather than doing all the crazy prep work.

But, we're starting flooring tonight! We're measuring and cutting a template out for the linoleum in the laundry room and storage room. And then it will be on to tackling the laminate floor in the rest of the basement. Trevor's taking Monday off from work, so we should have a good chunk done by then. (Hoping...)

Painting (and a revelation)

I am taking time out of my normal work day (what is 'normal' anyways?) to get some painting done in the basement. *whew* It's been a lot of work so far. I officially hate ceilings, and especially the motion sickness I seem to get while having my head cranked back watching a roller zoom up and down. Wait...just up.

I need to trim around the ceiling (or maybe that will be a Trevor job...right?). ;) We'll see. It's been really satisfying seeing all the colours go up, not to mention seeing if the colours were good choices or not. That 'turtle dove' one has really thrown me for a loop in the bathroom. It looks almost green, but not. I kind of scrunch my face up at it for now and just hope that once all the fixtures and tiling is in that it will look more 'right'. The blue-y colour ('lime light'!) in my office and main hallways is looking delish. DEE-lish! LOL The celery colours in the media room are quite nice as well.

We went to Home Depot last night to pick up a small country's worth of lightbulbs, and ended up picking up the wrong ones. So 17 lightbulbs need to be exchanged to the right ones (those had short necks, we need long neck bulbs). And, AND...the heavens opened up on Trevor in the lighting aisle where the dimmer switches are...THEY HAVE DIMMERS ON REMOTE CONTROL. Yes, you read right, a little remote so you can sit all comfy and not have to dim the lights when you're ready to watch a movie. Fancy schmancy, and of course we had to get it.

Tag, I am it.

1) Name the person, with link, who tagged you.
2) Complete the questionnaire without changing the questions.
3) Tag other people. This tag is a questionnaire to be answered on the topic "What does blogging mean to me?"
Whoops, I have already failed the test. ;) Cynthia tagged me. Is it frozen tag?

QUESTION 1: Are you happy/satisfied with your blog, with its content and look?
Sure. I like the simplicity and the little hits of orange here and there. Content-wise, well it's only an outlet for my ranting and daily goings-ons, so sure I like that too.

QUESTION 2: Does your family know about your blog?
My family knows about it. Trevor's family, no. I prefer it that way -- just an outlet for my fam to peek in the window and laugh at me. Or with me. Or not.

QUESTION 3: Do you feel embarrassed to let your friends know about your blog or do you just consider it I private thing?
For my close friends, no. For everyone I've ever run into, I would prefer they take me for face to face value rather than what I write about.

QUESTION 4: Did your blog cause positive change in your thoughts?
Did I have negative thoughts beforehand? I don't like this question.

QUESTION 5: Do you only open the blogs of those who comment to your blog or do you love to go and discover more by yourself?
I'm an equal opportunity blogger. I always check in on those who comment (the terrible two, you know who you are, lol!). Of course I look at other random blogs as well.

QUESTION 6: What does your visitor counter mean to you? Do you care about put it in your blog?
Sometimes I'm blown away by the number of people who come to my blog and read it. Who knew I was so entertaining?
And that last part of the question isn't even worded correctly. So here's my badly worded response: Me not understand. Me not know.

QUESTION 7: Did you try to imagine your fellow bloggers and give them real pictures?
In the whole world or those who just comment??? Silly question. Okay, I imagine them all as little robots, typing away making that *boop bee boop boop* noise. Is that good enough?

QUESTION 8: Do you think there is a real benefit to blogging?
A-ha...! A benefit to me or others? For me, yes, of course. I get an online diary of things I've done and random thoughts. How neat is that? And for others, of course. Anyone who reads my blog is automatically more intelligent and attractive.

QUESTION 9: Do you think that bloggers society is isolated from the real world or interacts with events?
Ugh, another lame question. When do we get to the juicy stuff? Blogging is what it is, leave it at that.

QUESTION 10: Does criticism annoy you or do you feel it's a normal thing?
Criticism, bring it on! If someone feels the need to criticize my blog, then they obviously don't have enough to do in the day.

QUESTION 11: Do you fear some political blogs and avoid them?
Fear? Not the best word. Like I'm shaking in my boots because someone wants to talk all big about politics. Whatever. Next question!

QUESTION 12: Did you get shocked by the arrest of some bloggers?
Never. What's shocking anymore?

QUESTION 13: Did you think what would happen to your blog after you died?
Well, unless I can blog from the clouds it's not happening. You would have to check with the blogger.com people to see what happens to blogs that just sit and gather dust. I think it would probably meet the big delete key, just like I did.

QUESTION 14: What do you like to hear? What's the song you might like to put in a link, in your blog?
What do I like to hear? Come on now, that's a lame question. I like to hear lots of things: silence, wind (not the bum kind, the outdoors type), fires crackling, birds chirping, waves crashing... The song I'd put as a link in my blog: maybe something mellow but kind of boppy, like Zero 7.

Tag You're It! Here are my three tags of choice. . .
Ummm, I have none. If I were to send these questions out to people of my choosing they'd be way better than these!!!