mother's voice mondays...

Describe the bedroom you had as a teenager.  What was the view from your bedroom window?

My bedroom was painted pink save one wall which was papered in pastel rainbows.  I loved to put up pictures, they affectionately cluttered my walls.  I recall fondly three posters in particular - one of Mikhal Baryshnikov (who I was in love with), a poster of Disney's Beauty & the Beast and my most treasured poster of  Vincent from the CBS television series   (who I was also in love with - I was in love with someone every week - I haven't really changed have I?). 

  

My window looked out onto the front lawn - not much of a view unless you like fields of alfalfa and back country roads (which I did). However, I do recall sitting in front of my window basking in the light of the full moon.  As the moon moved in the night's sky I'd shift my position staying with her shine until she no longer streamed in.  Sometimes I'd have to crouch uncomfortably in the corners of my room just to be her soft glow.  I was a silly sappy romantic writing very truly horendously bad poetry by moonlight and dreaming of a lion-man knocking at my windowpane to "dance me to the end of love"  (and yes, I was a Leonard Cohen fan too - only I didn't have his poster).

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[Jennifer]

My bedroom was a nook on the top floor of our old farmhouse... a gable window and the space it afforded. There were no doors on it, and my parents had to pass through on the way to their own room. However, I did make it my own with a mural of a unicorn mother and her baby on one wall, and I loved sitting on my bed, reading, takes glances out the window over the trees and fields. I have to mention that we were always inundated by bugs of various kinds, and at one time, I let a spider live in the corner of my room so he could keep the fly population down. I named him "Frankly" because "Frankly, he got rid of all those pesky flies!"

Being an old farmhouse, my room was COLD in the winter. Ice would form an inch think on the inside of my window, and when I put my glasses on in the morning, they would fog up!

[stacy]

I remember the cubbie off the side of your room and in your sisters. I spent many an hour playing with Barbie dolls in there. I don't remember the bugs though (thankfully).