The Husband just sent me this link.

NEW ORLEANS - An exclusive new WWL-TV statewide poll shows the contest for president may be closer than many had predicted among Louisiana voters.

In the telephone survey of 500 registered voters, conducted by pollster Ed Renwick, Republican Senator John McCain earns 43 percent of the vote, while Democrat Senator Barack Obama receives 40 percent. Renwick said that amounts to a statistical tie, since the poll has a margin of error of plus or minus 4.5 points.

Seriously, if Louisiana ends up going to Obama, I am going to literally R-O-F-L and I might have to put a sign in the yard that says “Yeah…it did….that just happened”.

I’m not going to get my hopes up though, all the other polls have McCain in a comfortable lead. However, the fact that anyone is even saying it’s a remote possibility is pretty shocking.

via PopCrunch

I don’t know where to begin. I guess first thing that comes to mind is how much I love that this guy hates Loud Mouthed Women, Muslim’s, Homo’s, Effeminate Men and Racist’s so very much. He also hates Catholic’s, Mormon’s, Jehovah’s Witness’s (Witnesses’?), Bahi’s (by which I assume he means Bahá’i’s), Pagan’s, Scientologist’s, Atheist’s, and Agnostic’s, New Ager’s, Buddhist’s and Idolater’s…but apparently is fine with the Jew’s? Loud Mouth Women, Feminist’s and Wifebeater’s. Sport’s Nut’s or maybe Sport’s/Nut’s? What in God’s name (no pun intended…ok maybe a little) is a High Fullutent, mayhaps someone in the act of being high falutin’? Do you think Jesus minds that he apparently thought of Goverment Recipient’s before Idolater’s and Adulterer’s and Thieve’s and Liar’s, the latter four being a Commandment’s and all?

Seriously, you could hold a class on just this picture…if you could figure out what subject. English? Typography? Philosophy? Theology? Graphic Design? Adult Education?

Definitely check the comments on PopCrunch out, there are some gems in there. There is also much discussion about what a P.K.’s could be. Preachers’ kid’s, Player Killer’s, ?

Ok first of all a few things I have learned since my last post:

1. No matter how liberal your estimate, it will take at least twice as long.
2. Dust is my least favorite substance EVER.
3. I am pretty sure manual labor isn’t my bag.
4. I have a tendency, when working on a project, to lose all perspective. Sometimes good enough really is good enough.
5. A decent ceiling fan is a magical thing.
6. A few house plants really do make a huge difference.
7. Whoever invented acoustic “popcorn” ceiling should have their sack nailed to the ceiling.

In retrospect, it was all worth it, but there were definitely times during the process where I didn’t know if that would be the case or not. The sanding and scraping of the ceiling was most assuredly the low point. I don’t think, with the exception of gall bladder attacks, I have ever been so miserable.

I started by removing the cheap (at least I hope the previous owners didn’t pay much for it, it sure looked cheap), poorly installed crown molding, to find yet more molding. That actually ended up being a good thing since we had thought we would have to install trim after painting but I was able to patch what was there enough to be presentable.

After all the molding was down, and what seemed like a million nails in various stages of rust were removed, came the ceiling work. What a bitch. Put on fogged up goggles, a head cover, and a dust mask, roll around in some wet chalk dust, now stand on a ladder and hold various tools and implements above your head for several hours a day for a week or so and you will just about have the experience captured.

Next was all the wiping down, sanding, caulking, spackling, and patching of the walls and trim. The time between the beginning of the ceiling scraping and the priming was a period of at least a couple weeks (I literally lost all sense of time) but I don’t have many pictures of this time because my entire world became dust and dirt and I was too paranoid about getting the camera grimy to do any documenting.

Ah, and then after the final wipe down, came my favorite part (seriously, I am not being sarcastic at all) priming and painting. I find the process of priming and painting almost…meditative. Maybe it’s the OCD and/or my obsession with color but there is just something about the transformative powers of paint I find therapeutic

There are still a few things that I need to do before I can call it “done”. I need to hang pictures and art on the walls, since I took these pictures, we have installed the new ceiling fan, eventually we are going to paint the front and closet doors. We couldn’t decide whether to just paint them the trim color or so something a little more adventurous. We also would like to buy a new rug (leaning towards FLOR tiles) and perhaps a coffee table for the first time since we’ve been married.

Overall, the English language can not fully express how happy I am with the results. I think this is the most “me” room I have ever had.

Notes: The credenza/dresser/tv stand was my grandparents’, it was part of their bedroom suit they bought when they got married. The bench was built for us by my husband’s grandfather. The white vase and white ceramic bowl thingy  were my grandmother’s (a set of two), the blue miniature pitcher on the shelf and little pine straw basket on the tv stand were made by my great aunt (grandmother’s sister) and the Eiffel Tower was a souvenir my parents brought back for me from their trip to France earlier this year. The little ducks I found at a local antique store and the fish we bought in Jamaica.

Edited: I wanted to add a picture with the new ceiling fan and a rough mock up of what I was thinking for above the couch.