traveling inside...

(it's 1.11.11! Or 11.1.11 if you want to be fun and eastern)

I'm going to cut to the chase.

Welcome to my room. I share it with two little boys (ages seven and nine...) that is why I am not showing you all of my room. Little boys are slightly disgusting - but I love them.

Any how!

First off, as you walk in, you'll notice a very large tree branch hang over the entire north wall. It has leaves, moss and ivy hanging on it. It has a lot of character. I don't know how to describe the color of the room. I think the chip said (if I can remember from that long ago) Spruce Grove, or something like that. It's a very instresing color. In natural light it turns almost blue. Then its a greenish gray the rest of the time. I kind of like it - it reminds me of what the sea looks like here in the northwest. Always stormy.

This is my curtain rod. It is three or four branches that are held together by ivy (okay, okay - I had to use wire as well...). And you can see my lovely job at painting the ceiling (I wasn't trying to by the way)

My window... with a creature rear end... ? (what was he doing there?) There are vintage coke bottles with sticks and that sort, large pine cones, rocks, sea shells and two (mostly live) ferns. (you can also see my lovely back woods view)

i: That is a stuffed duck... I didn't know it was there when I took the picture...

ii: my odd assortment of hats

iii: that is a cat

iv: my collection of book bags and other bags (No.Purses...)

You may be starting to get the idea that I like details... lots of 'em. One of my ferns has an old pair of aviators in them (found them in the boonies of Spokane, along side were a collection of empty bottles and shot gun shells). On the right is my pride and glory. Its a root. and its the main part of the room (this quality is horrible - I'm very upset with my self)

(if you can even tell which ones which)

i: butterfly hair clip on leaf

ii: sting of pearls hanging on my board that has assorted dried plants.

iii: This is the hole in the wall because of the door nob... I also forgot about it while taking the picture

iv: my handy-dandy stapler (also don't know why it's in here...)

v: a dirty mirror...

and in the corner, my friend (no name yet). He is a Fender Jazz and sounds amazing. I love him!

Here's Drinian. He is eating my foot (ouch!). Also, this gives you a wonderful view of my blue carpet...

More details. bottles, frames, little wooden chest, shells, rocks, leaves, little notebooks - a hair band...

Oh yes. That box like thing that everything is on is a record player and radio.

i: These are my vinyl records. A few months back, I had gone with a record/punk/60's theme for the room. It got old really fast. love my records though (they are my dads from when he was in school that I found in my mumu's basement)

ii: my lightning blue converse high tops. Very awesome (also because they cost around 50 bucks and I got them for $11.50. Score!)

iii: hairy ball (boys)

iv: K'nex! Proof of little boys

v: yes, it is a Christmas tree lollipop. I think it's still there... ew

my letter basket

Drinian eating my fern... I'm seeing an annoying habit coming around here.

Just a little detail up on the wall. Rooster feather, maple leaves, fern, Douglas fir and I think some barn straw tied together

I don't know if there is any sort of "category" to put my room into - it's all just stuff thrown and cut together. It works and I feel comfy in it, and the little boys are fine with anything as long as no more records on the wall (I didn't think it was that bad.)

Well... I think that's about all folks.

What does your room like? Do you like details, or more of the simple side?  Blog about it and link up here so I can see it - I'd really love to.

 As a last note - what is it with teenage guys and their bedroom doors? I already know not to go in there (I made that mistake a few years back and will never repeat it), but why with all the signs?
 My favorite one is of that of one of our friends, it goes something like this one a sign. Warning: Sleeping Tests Commencing. Do Not Enter. (That's not exactly it but it's something like that. Maybe I'll get a picture sometime).

(wow - this is really long...)