Completed drawer liners for my dresser <3
Well, William’s dresser now.
Patrick assured me that it is not too feminine. I keep telling myself it’s ok because half the owls have bowties and some have top hats (actually, the pink ones do) so clearly there are some owl gentlemen there as well as ladies.
Unrelated: Patrick just came in and laid down and started laughing and when I asked what was funny he told me he’s drunk. I still don’t get the joke (he had two high gravity something or others—I don’t mind him being drunk since I didn’t drink pre-pregnancy and he barely drinks….I’m just confused.)
I feel kinda bad, I know Patrick misses his best friends and wants to go out with them and I want him to.
So he called them earlier to see what was up and I think to invite them over, even though I’d told him we needed to clean the apartment and that I didn’t want them over if we didn’t clean. We got rid of recycling and that was about it… so I guess in his mind that means we cleaned but in my mind that means “OH MY GOD THIS APARTMENT IS DISGUSTING AND I CAN’T FUCKING CLEAN IT BY MYSELF BECAUSE I HAVE A HURT WRIST, CARPAL TUNNEL AND I’M FUCKING PREGNANT BITCHES!”
So apparently his friends are going to a cigar bar tonight and they invited him. He didn’t even begin to invite me, I don’t know if he would’ve even if I wasn’t pregnant. Obviously I’m not going to go to a cigar bar while pregnant. A regular bar, preferably non-smoking (which Birmingham has a no-smoking indoors law now so there are several I could go to), I could go to and just drink a soda or water… but a hookah bar or cigar bar or whatever? Definitely not the place for a pregnant lady.
And I didn’t point out to him how that sucks that it’s some place I can’t go, or wouldn’t choose to go in my current condition at least, because then he started talking about inviting them over after they left there. Then I had to feel like his mom telling him the house is a wreck, I told him we needed to clean today and we didn’t clean so they can’t come over today but if he helps me clean over the next few days I’d be GLAD to invite them over next week.
Really, I’d love to invite them over… but I am mortified by the state of the apartment and it’s not just his male friends, it’s also his friend’s fiancee… but shit, I’m not going to let a fellow woman see the filth I’m living in with these boys. I know it’s petty on my part, but still. I told him I fucking need help before we had guests over, he had all morning, I meant it and I really want fucking help. I want to have guests over bad. I wanted to have my own birthday party here (my birthday is Friday! Yay!), but that’s not happening either.
wise words, tub baracuda, wise words.
(Source: nightmarepoet, via rockinrollnqueen)
Marilyn photographed by Cecil Beaton, 1956.
❤ Vintage Wonderland ❤
My babies are helping me while I do a diy project to get ready for their baby brother!
In case you can’t guess, I’m doing diy liners in the drawers of this old dresser. I’ve had it since I can remember, brought it with me when I moved out from my mom’s house. I cleared out the drawers for his clothes recently and realized the bottom was leaving semi-thick splinters in some of the baby’s clothes even after we’d vaccumed it out and wiped it down.
I suck at laying down the paper and smoothing it out, it’s all bunched up in places… but it’ll generally have clothes over it so whatever.
I’ll post pics later after it’s totally finished.
I also am hoping before the baby gets here to put liners in our dressers and re-paint all the furniture in our room (which is where this dresser currently is and I think I may just get him a bigger dresser as he gets older and take back this dresser for myself, i’m a bit attached to it. Plus, come August I think we’ll be staying in our two bedroom apartment so we’ll actually have a room for him so I can actually buy him a bigger dresser, which would be nice). I’m debating what color to re-paint this one or what I want to do with it… Like maybe find some cool animal paper and put it on the front or something. or maybe just paint animals on the side (I’ve got a wild-animal theme going for him, although I love dinosaurs too… the paper I got to line this has owls on it).
Anyway, yeah… I’m excited because right now this is one of the only ways I feel like I can “nest” since I can’t work on a nursery for him and we have no room. I’m trying to clean but with a hurt wrist and being pregnant I need help and we never seem to have time. even today we got nothing done it seems like and Patrick had the morning off. Ugh.
I was gonna write a caption explaining why I keep posting photos from the same set, but fuck it.
I love this dress.
I love this make up.
I love the way my hair looks.
And showing off how pretty I can feel and still weigh over 200 pounds is why I started this blog in the first place.
There will be moar.
P.S. fuck spanx