Singing the Skyand rockin’ tha house

I ran across this Ralph Lauren bedding in Elle Decor, and I’m absolutely drooling. However, I did the math on the comforter, four pillowcases, a fitted sheet and a skirt and came up with close to a thousand bucks. And it’s on SALE. Ack.

And then I saw this one, by DKNY. Slightly more affordable, but not.

At any rate, any bedding I will buy will be off of my future SIL’s registry, and have I mentioned that she has Bad Taste? She’s a wonderful person, but it will pain me to buy almost any of the home decor objects she has selected. Perhaps I’ll just go with towels and washclothes.

Speaking of the wedding, my mother, a former professional wedding consultant, is in a bit of a nit because future SIL does not want her input. At all. This seems politically dicey, at best.

I know everyone will end up getting along in the end, though. I’m having everyone over for the Fourth of July, so that ought to be interesting, and FUN!

Sage has been getting bitten by things. His new nickname is Bug Bite. Here is the worst of them. Upon advice from his doctor, I have drawn circles around the swollen parts. It is going back inside the circle, not outside, so we’re good.

I’m just trying to figure out which hands to put on this clock. Yes, I’m still not done with it. I’m waiting for Greg to bring home something rusty from the floor of the metal shop…

Today is not a good day for Wile E. Today he is getting neutered. Sage just cringed when he found out what that meant, and I can tell that Greg doesn’t want to have a thing to do with it. I think as a woman, though, I have too much empathy for all of the female dogs that could reap the consequences.