There was a follow-up article published in the Ottawa Citizen this past Saturday to show what progress has been made on our living room.
Frankly, I’m amazed (and pleased!) that they gave it so much ink. Since there are so many people coming here after having read the article, I thought I should point out some additional things ya’ll ought to know.
1) The photo they used on the top half of the page was one I took of Mark. There was actually another shot taken at the same time � same pose, same angle, but let’s just say it was an attempt to illustrate the phenomena commonly known as �plumber butt.� Said photo was deleted, in fact, it didn’t even make it over to the computer. He made me delete it. I think he thought I was going to post it online or something. Is that whacked or what?
2) The caption written for that photo seems to imply that Mark did all the work. I would like to state for the record that this is completely untrue. Here�s what it said: �Mark T… spent hours ripping out the badly stained pink carpet and umpteen carpet staples securing it to the floor in his Westboro living room�� Sure, he did a lot of work. Mark did almost all of the heavy lifting, but I WAS THE ONE WHO PULLED ALL THE STAPLES OUT OF THE FLOOR. Hmpf. What did they think I was doing all that time? Taking photos of Mark�s plumber butt?
3) They used a smaller family shot of us. I wonder what caused me to tip my head in such an annoying way. By the way, did they do some Photoshop work on my eyebrows? Whose eyebrows are those exactly?
For those of you who missed the article (I tried to link to the Citizen website, but it’s only available to subscribers, ACK!) the author of the article, Karen Turner (who I totally adore), selected snippets of text from this website and presented it chronologically in a journal-style. The choice of posts was interesting, and I found it strange reading them again. Everything I write here is more-or-less written in a stream-of-consciousness kind of way. It comes straight out of my head and right onto the screen.
When I reread it, I was struck by the particular choice of works I used. It�s as if I was reading something that someone else wrote (uh oh, should I divulging my split personalities here?). i.e. Did I really use the words “elbow grease” and more importantly, did I really write:
“I have a pink and yellow plaid skirt that I love. I’d like plaid on a pillow, but I wouldn’t want to cohabit with a couch that looks like someone’s old lumber jacket.”
COHABIT WITH A COUCH THAT LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE�S OLD LUMBER JACKET. Did I really write that?
I bet someone out there – someone who was previously considering giving me a fun job doing fun writing of the fun variety that I appreciate – was reading that, shaking her head, wondering about that poor misguided metaphor mixing girl in Westboro who is about as smart as a bag of wet mice.
*sigh*
