In my room

The bedroom.

When you’re growing up your bedroom is your sanctuary. It’s where you play, where you do your homework, where you tell your little sister to piss off because she’s just there being annoying when you’re trying to be cool with your mates. It’s where the walls start off plain (or with Woofit wallpaper in my case) and then evolve through Care Bears and rainbows to Take That and then, almost overnight, you can’t see the walls through posters of Nirvana, Pulp and Beck until your A0 sized X-Files poster that cost £3.99 in Virgin Megastores on the weekend after your 14th birthday falls down and rips a hole in Mulder’s face (I cried when this happened) and so you fill the space with photos from disposable cameras of your friends and cat. Mostly the cat.

When you get an entire place of your own you don’t need your bedroom as a retreat. You have a whole home with lots of rooms to spread all your random crap around, and your bedroom becomes just that – the room with your bed in it. The place you spend a lot of time in, but doing anything special, just sleeping (or not, thanks to my neighbours who seemed to be having a pretty good time last night. I didn’t need to hear that.)

I was lying in bed the other morning, feeling very pleased that I didn’t have to go to work because it was Saturday, and started thinking about our bedroom. None of the furniture in it belongs to us (it’s a rental) so in order to personalise it we need “things”. We haven’t really put any things in the bedroom. We’ve got a big vintage granny blanket on the bed and a crocheted rug on the floor, and a mirror from my nan’s house on the wall but that’s it. No falling down X-Files poster, no fairy lights (I will remedy this), not even any pictures on the wall. I’ve got nice stripy bedding on at the moment (BHS) but otherwise there’s no personalisation to the room at all. Not even a radio. I should put a radio in there. It’s easier to wake up to a radio. I’ll get a radio.

I’d love our room to look like this, including cat:

Dream bedroom

I doubt Ant would like that room though. That’s the other thing about not having just your own room – you have to consider the person who shares the room with you! Not that I’d have everything pink but still! Also think I need some plants in there. I’ll have to do cuttings from Charlie, but I don’t want to kill him accidentally. I’ll practice on Charles II who lives on the fridge. He’s freaky already.

Lots of songs about rooms, but naturally I’ve picked Dinosaur Pile-Up to end this post.

you’re standing on my neck…

la la laa la laaaa…*

Yes. I have been watching Daria again. ALL the Daria. Pretty sure I was some sort of cross between Daria and Jane in high school. No bad thing really, not that I realised it at the time.

It’s been another month, hasn’t it? Except the DPU post, of course. I am seriously crap at this, and I’m getting worse. I haven’t even taken as many photos of cats as I usually do!

I’ve been having amazing project ideas, usually when driving, and they’ve been flying around my head for days. I sat down this evening to write them down or sketch them and *poof* they’re gone. I hate that. I really thought my creative block was gone but anything I had seems to have evaporated in this stupid heat. WTF actual British summer?! Do some rain or thunder or something and stop sapping my energy!

So, if you have any suggestions as to where my mojo may be hiding (I’ve looked in all the usual places – under the sofa, in the litter tray, behind Monty…) or indeed how YOU deal with extreme lack of motivation/ideas, please let me know. Tweet me @kulabeth or leave a comment here.

I know the first one is “unplug”. I know that.

 

*this is the La las from the Daria theme which is called You’re Standing On My Neck. It could be mistaken with the la las from Beautiful Ones, or indeed any other 90s song with la las in. But it’s not, it’s that one. Makes sense, see.

May

I’m going to assume that I was busy in May. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.05-20131

May consisted of puppy, puppy, more puppy, puppy and friends, finally making a home for my blue tea set, meeting chickens and ducks, making things (at last!!!), lots of WI stuff and being obsessed about home furnishings. Oh, and obscene salads.

10 things I’ve been doing

1. Organising our WI Spring Fair. This is fun. I like planning things. If you’re in Cardiff next Saturday morning please come along. I’d like some chickens to be there, everyone should meet chickens. Or owls. Owls and chickens.

2. Making things. I’ve been embroidering a bag today, and made some more of my little button and ribbon pins for the fair. Ney and I are having a stall! She’s made lovely bracelets and her Dad’s made little wooden mushrooms! They’re so cute. I hope we sell things, it’s such a lovely feeling when people buy things you’ve made. Going to take along the Lolcat Colouring Books I made for the Book Arts Fair 2 years ago too. I think I sold 3 then. Everyone loves Lolcats still, right?

3. Thinking about chairs. Specifically this chair from Haus which I sadly missed out on. BJ1n8GKCYAAwB6ENow I have chair envy for the person who has the chair. (by the way, that pink and grey fabric is even more beautiful in real life. Please go visit Haus and see their lovely fabrics!) Also we had to destroy the giant chair in order to get it out of the house. I have everything crossed that the smaller one and sofa will fit out of the door without requiring a saw, would rather them be rehomed as it felt awful destroying a perfectly good piece of furniture.

4. Enjoying that extra load of space that we’ve acquired since removing the giant chair. Monty’s not so thrilled, it was his chair.

5. Watching all the programmes we’ve recorded. I’m now up to date on Game of Thrones (needs more Tyrion) and Mad Men. I’m not sure what to think of Mad Men right now, I still love it of course (the most perfect mise-en-scene EVER) but it feels quite disjointed to me, and Don’s being a right git. Don’t like him being like that. Still would though. Mmmm Jon Hamm.

6. Working on making work better. Looking for an upgrade, not a way out.

7. Eating ALL the food.  I need to stop doing this. I also avoided the gym this week. Bad Bethy. However I now have nice vegetables (which I’ve forgotten to cook for my lunch tomorrow – ARSE!!!) so as long as I eat them and avoid cake then things should start moving in the right direction. That’s the plan anyway. Also Kath gave me a cute little picnic basket for my birthday. WIll it become my lunchbox? Probably!

8. Listening to music. We streamed the new Daft Punk record the other night. It’s really good. Also the 90s is apparently fashionable now so I’ve been listening to some classics in the car – Suede, Beck, Metallica… yes I know I almost exclusively listen to 90s music anyway but it’s nice to be a fashion leader once in a while! I’ll have you know I bought this cardigan in H&M in 1999. So there.

9. Adoring this handsome little guy. IMG_20130502_133526

10. Being inspired by Anna Denise‘s beautiful illustrated journals. I wish I felt creative and dedicated enough to do this,