I picked the first one on the left.
Crazy as it might sound I would like to remove this wall to open up the master bedroom into the small game room. If it happens it will be a bedroom sitting room combined with my piano sewing room. The archway into the game room will need a double door. I am hoping for glass panes in the top and solid wood at the bottom. The glass will allow the light to flow from the game room window into the kitchen. With the extra light and the painted cupboards the homestead kitchen will be bright. The game room part will become the bed room sitting area with the piano and finally a area for my sewing table and cabinet. The rest of the master bed room will be the same other than color changes. So you see where my minds heading with those other paint samples. The wall will have to be checked to determine if it is a load bearing wall or not. I sure hope its not so the wall will go. If it is then not so easy and might not be removed. When I told Hubby what my thoughts were he said are you crazy? No I'm not crazy I just would like to have a large bed room with all the extras.
Time passes but the loss of my son is as if it was today. The girl who was dating my son when he was killed contacted me twice this month. I contacted her after her second contact. She said she still has no memory and wishes she could remember. She mentioned she has asked others what happened but no one will tell her. I have felt all along she and her X who is now her boyfriend should be told by those who spent time with them the day and night of the crash what they know in hopes of jogging there memories. I asked her more than once to be sure I understood correct. She said she wanted to know and had a right to know. I stressed how hard it was to here these things in the hours and days after my sons death after I personally spoke to those involved. I explained I could only tell her what I was told weather it be truth or not and what I read in the police report. I told her it might be hard and hurtful to hear. She still wanted to know. It ended with her saying there was one thing mentioned she remembered (her X threatened to jump off the bridge when she wouldn't take him back) if she remembered anything she would let me know and hoped we could talk again that she liked talking to me and it was easier to talk to me and thanked me for talking to her. She said she feels like the accident was because of her and she is sorry for everything. I am trying to digest all this.
These are some lime cookies I made for Sam. Green is still his favorite color.
Some treats for Hubby.
Yes I have been spoiling Topaz with pancakes topped with butter syrup and whip cream right along with Sam and I for supper.
Blessings Til Next Time!
Lara
