And yes, those wrestlers do look sharp. But someone needs to tell the Bret Hart twins and the British Bulldog to stop jumping off. That ledge is not a turnbuckle, and no is getting clotheslined today.
Anyway, my lunchbox collection is now lining one wall of the former sewing room/current play room. Except that it was never intentionally a collection, Karl and I just had some cool lunchboxes growing up. Plus a great Dark Crystal lunchbox we found in high school. And later some awesome Muppet ones, and it's hard for me to pass up Muppet merchandise. And I got a great Beatles one as a gift. (Don't tell Karl I took his lunchbox. He might not actually know. I don't really want to give it back.) (Don't tell him that, either.)
There's still a few empty gaps on the ledge around the room, but I don't know what to put up there yet. Maybe I'll figure that out as we do more packing and unpacking.
I've also done some work out in the iris bed this week. It's huge, and it's really hard to reach the middle of the flower bed with a pitch fork without stepping on flowers that are already trying to come up. In the future, of course, I'll be clearing gardens before things start coming up in the spring. But for this year, I've perfected a very awkward-looking, over the head toss with the pitch fork that I'm pretty sure causes the neighbor across the street to laugh hysterically. It's going to take a few days to tackle the iris bed, and in the end, I may settle for clearing it "good enough" instead of "really good".
Meanwhile, Mom and Dad worked over at the house, too. Rather, Dad worked on cutting the frame for the bath tub sliding doors, and Mom was terribly distracted by little girls. Must be they usually don't have us come over their while they're working on stuff. What distracts little girls? Fruit snacks, oreos, and juice boxes, of course. But that distracts us all, really.
(See "Wrestling with Interior Design" for information on the wrestlers.)
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