Friday, September 28

Colds in a New Bed.

I hate colds. The neighbors where out of commission for over a week when they had them. They were our sole birthday party guests, I guess we must have caught it then. Nate has been hacking for days. But the baby is what really breaks my heart. She is just as bad or worse than Nate. She is such a happy soul, she runs around and laughs all day with a drippy nose, even though you know she feels icky. She can't breath very well, so she just holds her breath as long as she can while she is nursing, when she can't hold it anymore she lets out a loud gasp for air before going right back to do it all over again. She hates getting her nose wiped but has it done so much now, she has just stopped fighting. I have a bit of a sore throat and a runny nose too, but I am good about taking Echinacea and Vitamin C. I have been giving it to Clara but I don't know if it helps her. I can feel when I need to take some, getting Nate to take it is a joke. Getting him to take anything is a joke! Are all men like that? Having sick babies and coughing husbands sure make sleeping fun!

Speaking of sleeping.

For as long as I can remember my parents had this gorgeous 4 piece bedroom set. It's four post bed looks amazing teamed with the mirrored chest of drawers. Eventually they got new beds because the were crowded on the queen, and I acquired the four post a little while later. When Nate and I got married they gave us the whole set. The trouble with it was, the mattress on the bed is as old or older than I am. Mattress manufactures tell you to replace your mattress every seven to eight years. You know how it is when you first get married...no mula. So we have slept on this squeaky unbearably uncomfortable bed for 3 years. We made adjustments to the mattress, like buying a tempurpedic topper, putting that under a down comforter under a pillowed mattress cover. It made it tolerable, but it still squeaked loud enough to be heard in the next room if you sneezed. A queen isn't nearly enough space for us either, but you can't put a king in the four post frame. I love it and the set so much I haven't wanted to get rid of it, but I have this pain in my arm all the time, I know it is because of the crappy bed. We decided to get a King anyways and just hang onto the other bed for a spare (happy sleeping house guests...that'll get rid of em'!). It was delivered yesterday, and our first night on it was so nice. What a difference a good mattress makes! Spending a third of your life in bed would seemingly make a good mattress high priority, but we have bought a table, a recliner, computer chairs, and only now got a new bed? Doesn't make any sense to me! I tossed and turned all night even still, but I think it was from bad habit. My built in "turn over your uncomfortable" alarm goes off every hour and a half or so, despite the fact all night I was never really uncomfortable. I am sure it will stop once I am used to being comfortable while I sleep. What a concept!

Wednesday, September 26

Green Gables

I have been watching "Anne of Green Gables" and "Anne of Avonlea" a lot lately. My family would watch "Anne of Green Gables" every year at Christmas time on PBS. It drove me nuts every 20-30 minutes when they would cut to that "donate $50.00 and receive this pristine Anne doll...". I remember when my parents finally got it on VHS, I was SO glad to have it. Then just after Nathan and I got married I bought it on DVD, I was so proud to have acquired it before my parents. I don't know what it is about it even to this day. Maybe you develop a sort of attachment to movies that you and your family watched regularly as you grew up. My parents always told me how much I reminded them of Anne, her drama, her whimsical ways. I have always secretly loved that. She is probably my favorite character of all time.

I have such a love of reading, and have thought on reading the series many times. I shy away because I know the books are always better than the movie. I don't want my love of the movies to change. I love the Harry Potter series and I love the movies, but I harbor disappointments in the movies. It isn't just that I read the series first either. I had seen "Jurassic Park" many times before I read it, and disappointment in the movies still crept in. Even with this knowledge, whenever I'm in the library and I see that Lucy Maud Montgomery in bold, curiosity tugs at my sleeve.