Yep. I have plans for the guest room. Ever since Rebecca moved out, that poor little room has been stripped bare and begging for a change. As you can see, I’ve picked out some new bedding, but the other details are still to come. You know, when I get that giant shot of motivation and energy that comes once in a blue moon. Not that I'm painting the room blue or anything...
What is your favorite holiday?
I love Halloween the best. It’s playful and fun and there are no massive travel/gift/financial aspects that loom over our heads. But, having Thanksgiving at our house this year was really fun. And what's NOT to love about a holiday where my sister picks my nose for me? Just one less thing on my to do list now...
Have you ever seen a tornado up close? Did you take a picture of it?
Most everyone in the south has encountered tornadoes from time to time. I've only ever taken pictures of the aftermath, like this one that hit my hometown almost two years ago. But in high school I narrowly missed getting to fly on my broom in one. It was an F5, a giant black thing the size of a football field stretching from the sky to the ground. And no, I did not take a picture of it because we were in the car, the power lines were blowing sparks over our heads and I was trying way too hard not to wet the car seat beneath me.
No, he’s a very good sport. And I suspect he revels in having earned the nickname Poor Matt.
Do your sisters mind that you blog about them?
No, they’re attention hogs.
Are you Republican?
Are you Republican?
I like to leave the political stuff at the door when I blog. I work in a sometimes political arena, so it’s nice to take a break when I’m here. But I will say this: Libertarians make me smile. Cause I hate taxes. But don't we all?
Does Matt get any say in decorating the house?
Truthfully, I try to consider him more now than I did a few years ago. But the ‘deal’ was, he has his man room and I don’t decorate it. I can do whatever I want to the rest of the house. BUT… this year he let me put garland, lights and pine cones on his mantle for Christmas. That was a big, big deal.