What I keep

The bread is in the oven. I kind of kick ass with it. Seriously. And is there anything better than hand kneading bread?
So I was going through our bedroom because I intend to get rid of our end tables. They are pointless holders of "stuff" that we don't want/need. I looked around our room which is small. It currently has in it our queen sized bed, night stands which I just called end tables (hahahah), dresser, and Death Trap.
What's that, you ask? Oh, I'll tell you.
Somewhere around a year ago we took the bedframe off of our bed because CJ and Josh's bedroom is directly below ours. If they haven't been scarred yet, they would be soon. The wood floors creak horribly just from walking on them, so don't get me started on what the bed sounds like. Then some months back we bought our new bed, and for whatever reason, Cullen figured that that new mattress and box spring warranted using the frame again. I don't know why and I can't pretend to understand the thought process on it so I won't try.
Can you guess what comes up 3 or 4 times a week?
"You HAVE go take the bedframe off again, that's horrible."
After 5 months of me saying that, over and over, he had A Week. It was a very important week, you see. It went like this: Make out with Wife. Prepare for Some Fun. Hear Bed Squeak. Physical Inability To Continue Said Fun Occurs.
HAHAHAH. Are you laughing? Go ahead. I laughed at him. FINALLY he had enough of that and took the bedframe back off. The last time he did it, he put Jordan's bed on it. It didn't make it that far this time. No, the effing thing is leaned up against the wall. Do you have a rambler built in the 50's? If you do, you know that there isn't that much room in the room. Guess who almost kills herself 3 times a night? Me. If I have to pee, if a kid needs me, waking up in the morning, I have to walk very carefully to avoid knocking my head on the legs, kicking a leg or stumbing into it and causing it to fall over and kill us both.
It's been 2 weeks now.
I'm considering hanging some decorations on it and making it an official piece of furniture in our room. :)
Anyway- there are some wedding pics in there, which I love and will keep. There are 2 statues. I've considered getting rid of them before. In fact, I'm sure I've told you about them. They are the kissing statues. *sigh* I love them. Love, love, love them.
The one is just the faces of a man and woman (what bigot made *that*, anyway? haha! What's wrong with a man/man or woman/woman? I'm just kidding. And sad to say that it wouldn't have affected me the same way and I wouldn't have it now if it were different). He's holding her chin and they are about to kiss, their eyes are closed, and it's absolutely lovely. No hair, just beautiful faces, about to feel the magic. Oh, I love it. The other one is just the heads, her longer and straighter than mine hair falling below her, her arm wrapped around his shoulder, and his around her, supporting her, kissing her. They are delicious and beautiful and I will keep them forever and ever and ever. If a natural disaster were to come and wreck everything, I would feel a minor twang over losing them. Then I'd just be thankful that it wasn't something I had to choose to do myself.
Speaking of natural disasters, WOW. That death toll just keep creeping up. I am not as callous as I am about to sound (which is probably always true, I am very sensitive and cry pretty easily), but I still think we need MORE. If we want to rebuild and do things differently, or just remember as a whole country what the f*ck is important, we really need to have it all taken away from us. I bet Republicans wouldn't care so much about Obama's place of birth if the most important thing to them was the fact that their neighbors house is devastated and they have no way to get to their family in another city. Suddenly giving them the couch in the one room left standing is what matters most. Or the democrats would just shut up for 2 seconds about healthcare and do whatever they can to get some food for the toddler who is screaming with hunger. Suddenly we'd be helping eachother, grateful for the little things again, like shelter and warmth, and the good will of one another, food. But of course- we're in AMERCIA, where there would be looting and murder and theft, certainly. Stupid people. But good would prevail because that's how it is and the people doing the other are acting out of fear. There's more love than fear in the world, which is good news. But gosh, how suddenly having the biggest toys wouldn't matter, or going out and getting smashed, or the shoes you just HAD to have. Yes, I'm sorry to say it, and I will be sad when it happens even as glad as I'll be believing we need it, we need it. A big disaster.
I think I failed in my email to Cullen's aunt. We'll see. I'll post it if I can ever get into yahoo again.
Until we're swept off our feets though- I have bread in the oven. YEAH BABY!