So I took this picture a week ago when I first saw my friend Mel's post about what she wanted us to capture THIS week for her new meme Capture the Everyday. And yes, I have seen a few of the nightstands shown from other bloggers, and MAN, I want to run and hide.
But instead, instead I am boosting my colors and showing you all what sits beside my bed each night. Is it any wonder I can't fall asleep? I mean, really now ...
But here you have it. My nightstand!
Yes, there are snotty tissues on there. And a Toy Story tissue box. Sorry. We were running low and I had to grab the box from the playroom.
And yes, if you think I like to play with naked fairy dolls, and a semi-naked Ariel, you are absolutely correct! Or, maybe they were hiding under my blankets, and I had to shove them onto the nightstand for fear of waking up with a barbie-sized foot in my eye.
Speaking of eyes, there is my old Vera Bradley glasses case. I have hairbands in there, as it is so overused it won't stay closed on it's own anymore. Also, because when I wake up one of the first things I do is pull my hair into a ponytail/bun. And the last thing I do? Pull the ponytail holder out so I can actually fall asleep.
My comb. Ah, my comb tends to disappear on me, so the fact that it was there last week means little if I were to look for it now. The brush is so old and the child enjoys using it, for herself, her fairies, Ariel, me, you name it - it has a new found purpose.
My alarm clock is so old it probably has gray hairs. Or it would. If it had hair.
And yes, that is a house phone. GASP! I know. But we have to have one. I won't let hubby move us totally to cell phones. The service in our house sucks often enough that I know I need to have another way to reach the outside world. Although Vonage may tick me off one more time and then we'll see what tune I'm singing then, I suppose.
Don't mind the ginger ale can. I was feeling kind of crappy the night before. All this stuffy-nosed-ness can cause enough yuck that I need something to settle me. Fun times.
Books, of course. You didn't expect me to NOT have some, right? I'm currently reading a few (crazy, I know) and one of them is People are Unappealing, Even Me; Sara Barron. That's the one you can see the cover of. The other one is The Pocket Therapist; Therese Borchard. I read it last year and finished it again last week. Love it. Love her. You should, too.
Lastly, a small, crocheted pumpkin. Yes, I love October so much I hold onto it even in March (so last week was February, but believe me, the pumpkin is still there). Or you can blame it on my kid. That's what I do. ;)
So, I'm sharing some of my inner sanctum with you all. Hope you enjoyed. And stop over to Mel's place for some much neater and cleaner and more organized views from the bedroom.