The Glass Castle

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

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Every once in a while I read a book that makes me want to start back over at page 1 as soon as I read the last word. The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls was one of those books. I just finished reading it a couple weeks ago and I love love love this book. Mostly because it was a brilliantly written story of her very interesting life, but partly because it made me feel sane. I was a psychology major in school so I am always fascinated by what motivates people and makes them think the way they think and act the way they act, this book is filled with interesting characters that left me both fascinated and baffled.

Jeannette is one of 4 children raised in a nomadic family. They spent the first half of the book in the deserts of Arizona and the coast of California, but eventually made their way to West Virginia. I don’t want to include any spoilers so I won’t go into detail, but I just have to mention how fascinated I was by Jeannette’s parents. Her mother Rose Mary was an artist with a teaching degree who avoided both working as a teacher and doing anything remotely domestic. Although she had all of the resources necessary to earn a paycheck and provide for her family, she chooses to pursue her passion as an artist (which she wasn’t making money from). Her father, Rex,was an alcoholic and although he was a skilled engineer didn’t do much better in the “providing for the family department.”  He was brilliant and probably could have engineered rockets for NASA if he really put his mind to it, but for a number of reason’s he chose not to.

As I was reading the book I was struggling with my feelings towards her parents.  I was beyond frustrated with Rose-Mary but kind of liked Rex. Maybe I was giving him a pass because he was struggling with an addiction? I really don’t know; as soon as I would start hating him he would do something charming or show some vulnerability and he would pull me back in. I didn’t have those moments with Rose Mary, it was mostly frustration. She wanted her kids to be self-sufficient from a young age and I respect that, in fact I try to do the same thing with my kids, she just took it to a level which I find hard to understand. I understand her passion and her intent, and actually admire how non-materialistic she was, I just can’t help but be baffled by how she interacted with her kids.

Anyway, discussing the book without including spoilers is tough so I am going to stop before this get’s even more strange. I’m having a book discussion with myself and I’ve overused the word “fascinated.”

Jeannette wrote a book about Rose Mary’s childhood called Half Broke Horses  and I also heard the book will be made into a movie starring Jennifer Lawrence. It’s kind of embarrassing how excited I am about that.

Soul Food

Sunday, August 17, 2014

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Kids Bunk Beds

Thursday, August 14, 2014

When I first found out I was pregnant we replaced the kids’ old beds with bunk beds to free up some floor space. I needed to move the big ugly leather chair from my room to the kids’ room and I couldn’t do it unless we got the beds on one wall. Ayanna already had a nice full sized mattress so we knew we needed at least one full sized bunk, and because of a ceiling fan in the middle of the ceiling we had to go with a twin sized top bunk so no one was getting whacked with a fan while they slept. I trolled Craigslist for weeks e-mailing everyone who posted a decent priced twin over full wood bunk bed, but I didn’t have any luck. A few of them I researched and realized they were asking more for a used bed than what it was new, and a few of them I just never heard back from. I have the worst luck with Craigslist, I don’t know what it is. Anyway, I just happened to check one day and found some metal bunk beds on sale for a decent price, the kids liked them so I went with it. I know metal bunk beds aren’t the most aesthetically pleasing beds to look at, but I remember having them as a kid so there’s just something nostalgic about having them.

Isaiah has the bottom bunk, he sleeps pretty crazy so it’s nice for him to have room to thrash around and roll as he pleases.


Ayanna just styled her top bunk the way she wanted and has declared “it is awesome.”

The “A” is from Michaels and the frame around it was an old frame with broken glass that I just removed the backing from and painted white. The butterfly garland came from my sisters one year; I think it was from a local shop in Coeur d’ Alene. My grandma made both of the kids’ quilts as well as the plaid pillow case on Ayanna’s bed. The throw pillows are from Ikea, as are the picture ledges and lighting.

The other side of the room looks like this.


I know I promised an update on the nursery drawer pulls last week, but I haven’t finished them yet. I put the pulls on one drawer and realized it is a really loud project, given that I live in an apartment with no yard and have a 3 month old sleeping when I actually have time to complete projects, this one will be a tough one to complete. I’m going to get a few more done over the next few days when the hour is right and the little one is content but not sleeping.


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