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January 30, 2008
No Life?
Hey, technically, I posted FIVE times today.
That's scary.
Well, six now.
-sigh-
Posted by WonderGirl at 11:28 PM | TrackBack
Working at Home, Even More.
Oh, excited me!
BohoBaby Slings is almost ready for launching! I finally decided to stop dragging my feet with the website, and have instead joined the lovely people at Etsy. I am tweaking photos and whatnot of the ones I have made, and within a day or two, it's done. I actually don't have a LOT to put up, because the ones I am making, I keep selling right out to people I know or giving to people as gifts. But I'm plugging away, and it's on the horizon.
It's really satisfying to see something through like this. I seem to always have good ideas that sorta peeter out after a while. But this one is actually happening, and I think, I think, I hope, it's going to be exactly perfect for me.
Next to do: business cards, and some visits to the local baby boutiques in Alexandria. Oh, and this will require some new shoes. Heels. Shiny, new, powerful "I am woman, hear me roar, I bring home the bacon and fry it up, too" shoes.
Here's a peek at one I did- it's gorgeous. It's reversible, with this really cool, funky green and purple print on one side, and khaki on the other. (Lookie- it even has my label!) It is the very thing I'm going for with BohoBaby. Is it working? Do you like it? Would you dig it? Are you groovin' on it? (Okay, okay, I'll stop.)
So, it's out there, it's public, and it's almost go-time. No turning back now. I'll post my grand debut in a few days, and you must promise to go check it out, mkay? You don't have to buy anything, just sit in the audience and wave at me, 'cause I'm nervous. I start licking my lips when I'm nervous, and then they get chapped, and I never have chapstick, but at least they look sort of luscious, except they're KILLING me, and I can't really enjoy it---
I also tend to ramble when I'm nervous.
So I'll stop.
Night, all. See you tomorrow.
*For the record, I am not in love with these labels. But it's all my lil' ole budget could swing. When I'm out of the redzone, then new, cooler labels are a must.
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Random FYI
Although I do not like to be subject to them, I am vastly amused by the word(s) "hissy fit".
It brings such delightful visualization to a story. (As long as I am not IN the story.)
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Yipes.
King Pen has the flu.
This is very not good, as I have been known, on occasion, to kiss this man.
Plus, poor King Pen! He is feeling like death warmed over right now.
Now, I'm off to gargle with rubbing alcohol. Don't take it personally, Hon.
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And Now, A Penguin In Shoes
Because he wasn't cute enough before.
He had to wear those, or his ittle bitty tootsies got sore. Seriously. He should be all better by now, though. Shame. Because I think all penguins should wear shoes.
I also think I might need to go to bed now.
Yup.
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Making Groceries
Now that we've moved far, far away from civilization (just kidding, Pineville. No, no, stop crying, it's not that bad! Don't be a baby! Aw, come here.)--
Anyway--
Now that we've moved, we've left behind my precious Aldi. (Oh, Aldi. I could stop right here and compose an ode to you, but that might be a little insane. And this personification of inanimate objects is really getting excessive.)
So I've lost my Bargain Utopia. I've gone through the five stages of grieving, and now I think I'm ready to move on with my sales hunt.
My sister-in-law has talked me into trying The Grocery Game. And I'll be honest, it's intimidating the heck out of me right now. You have to have a Ph.D in Couponology, which I don't, and I'm sure I'll embarass myself royally the first time because of it. BUT, I am willing to learn. I WILL do this, and I WILL save millions of dollars.
Because my family just won't eat less! They insist on eating, every single day! Don't they realize how much money I am spending just to fill their hollow legs? It's like they're food addicts! It never ends! Couldn't they at least skip a day here and there? Sheesh.
Anyway.
I'll let you know how it goes. I'll clip my first coupons in this coming Sunday's paper, and hit the stores Tuesday.
This could be the beginning of something beautiful.
Or it could go horribly wrong and I could actually blow up a grocery store with my wily coupon machinations.
(There's really no in-between with me, is there?)
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January 29, 2008
The Dark Side
Czarina at lunch today, telling me the fun game she and HeroBoy had been playing:
Her: So we had the pony, and we put her on the bed, and then we pretended that we ate Santa's magic, and we--
Me: Wait. You pretended that you ATE Santa's magic?
Her: Yeah! So we could fly and-
Me: Hold on. You stole Santa's magic, by consuming it?
Her: Uh-huh. So we could go in and out of chimneys and-
I didn't even hear the rest. All I could think of was how disappointed Gandalf, Dumbledore, Obi-Wan, and my dad would be to know I've spawned a child of dark magic.
I'll hide it as long as I can.
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January 28, 2008
Library SOS
You know us. We move to a new town, and we may not have a home phone connected yet, but we can't get library cards fast enough. We are a family that needs a free, steady, incoming flow of books and movies and music at all times.
So, we checked out our local branch here in Pineville, and it was S A D.
Inhospitable, even.
Walking in, there was a dead bird on the sidewalk. I should have taken this an omen. No life can exist here. There were no other cars in the parking lot, at all. Hm.
So we come to the front door, which barely looks like an entrance at all, and it's plastered with signs, the biggest being: "Due to customer complaints, we request that you DRESS APPROPRIATELY. Patrons wearing clothes that reveal an excess of skin will be asked to leave." Mm. That's welcoming.
(As an aside-- What are we in for here? For one, I just can't see this as being an actual problem in this town-- as there are only five other people living here under 35, and there seems to be an "understanding" about the liberal use of camo clothing.)
Anyway, after making a mad dash back to the car to cover up my hoochie booty, (kidding) - I open the door, and there are so many signs, you can barely see the books.
"As of Jan. 1st, social websites like Facebook, and Myspace are banned on Library computers."
"Children under 18 MUST be accompanied by an adult at ALL times. Strictly Enforced." (okay, not 18. But you could tell they really wanted that one.)
"Tropic of Capricorn has been removed from the shelf, for obvious reasons."
"To the Person Who Blacked Out Page 144 of The Diary of Anne Frank- Thank You."
"Restrooms Not Available To The Public"
"As of February 15th, this branch will revert back to the traditional card catalog, and the computers will only have typing programs available."
"Blah, blah, blah, More Rules"
As if the plethora of signs wasn't enough to suck the fun out of the public library, then the children's section alone would do it. It was about as unfriendly a place as you could get. It was the Anti-Children's Section. Overly tidy- as if a book had never even left the shelf, and no colorful, childlike ANYTHINGS. And the librarian was dogging my every step, mentioning two or three times that the children should NOT reshelve their own books. -sigh- Mkay. I get it. Let me take my four thousand, disruptive children and we're getting the hippity hoppity out of here!
I'm kinda doubting there's a storytime.
I did manage to find a few books for them (one on Good Manners, and the other on Canyons of America). I searched quickly, and quietly, so as not to disturb the other non-existent patrons. So, then I go get a few books for myself, and... well... let's just say that they had almost every V.C. Andrews book in large print. And not much else. (And hey, let's be honest- there isn't a VC Andrews book left I didn't read in the 8th grade. Ew.)
-sigh-
Okay. That was one branch though, and I'm holding out hope that we just picked the worst one first.
I'm not being insulting here, really... it's just, I guess I'd gotten ridiculously spoiled in Birmingham. Our libraries there, especially the Hoover Library, were ROCKIN'! You just would not believe how awesome they were. I wanted to LIVE at that library, but it would have been way out of my price range.
I can live without a lot of things, people. Cable. Cellphone reception. Shampoo. Alcohol. (Did I mention Pineville is DRY?) But I can't make it in a world without books. Oh, the horror!
Somebody, do something! Help me!
Where's Captain O.G. Readmore when you need him?
Oh wait, I guess that "No Library Mascots Allowed" sign scared him away.
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January 25, 2008
Today's Burning Question
is...
What is your favorite candy, that has NO chocolate in it? Don't be shy. Delurk, lurkers, and join the fun. I won't bite. (Well, not YOU. I might your candy, though.)
My favorite:
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January 24, 2008
Awww!!
Don't you love accidentally stumbling across something nice somebody said about you on their blog? It's like a big, squeezy hug just when you need it.
-happy sigh-
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Buckaroos
Anybody else sick to death of money?
Money, money, money.
Money.
Hate.
It.
If I didn't have to eat, wear clothes, brush my teeth, or worry about health care, then I wouldn't care if I never saw another dollar in my life.
-sigh-
Moving puts money right in front of your eyes all the time, and I'm OVER IT. Enough with the deposits, and activation fees, connection fees, blah blah blah. Not to mention what I've spent on PineSol alone this month. And restocking the fridge, and growing boys eating a TON... sheesh. I might as well be throwing bills out the window at this point, the way they're flying through my fingers.
This place is bigger, which you know I love. But it's going to cost more to heat it, and we're paying higher rent- and I'm trying not to worry, but you know how that goes.
I know that we are supposed to be here, and I know God provides, but I'm going to admit that I'm scared. I hope and pray that our budget covers everything we need. It's hard to know until the first month rolls through, and that's coming up soon.
This is not a pity party- it's really not. I just want to be able to do what we need to for our family, ya know? I keep it in perspective, I don't get all bent out of shape when the chips are low. I just want to make sure bellies are full and lights are on, and I'm doing what I need to be doing to make that happen.
We're getting settled, and that means I'm ready to focus in on my sling business, so there is some comfort in that thought. It's difficult to be the one at home, and accepting that your contribution is not monetary. Even my business can only bring in a certain amount, because I only have a certain amount of time to dedicate to it. I'm happy with the choices we've made, but being a one income family for a family of six is almost impossible in this day and age. It's discouraging! And it's not even like I'm trying to live out of a Pottery Barn catalog. I could care less about that, ya know? Nice stuff is, well, nice-- but it's just stuff. I'm talking about more immediate needs than matching pillow shams.
Anyway... just some random thoughts this afternoon. I'll hop on later with something a little less depressing! After my afternoon coffee. Life's always brighter with that extra edge of caffeine.
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January 23, 2008
Must Be a Glitch
Okay, can anybody tell me why I had 453 hits at the Sift yesterday? (Since I usually have around 80?)
I'm a little weirded out by that.
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Edumacation
So we're back in the saddle again with school. And to be honest, we're wayyyyy behind. We got set back with this move- and we'll definitely have to go into the summer to finish up all the material for the year. But-- I'm pumped! I set up the school/play room yesterday, and it looks so great! I finally have space to display all my charts and posters and things- and it's so cheerful and organized. The kids are loving it. I've even got an area for the little ones right beside the window- with a shelf full of fun books and a basket of toys. I've hung up the spare blackboard so they can draw on it, and there is a rocking chair for those moments when I can wrangle their squirmy selves into a snuggle. There are Bible verses on the walls, happy posters of songs and Bible stories, weather and vowel charts, etc. It's a huge, comfy room, and everyone really seems to be enjoying it. I look forward to being in there much more than at the dining room table.
Czarina is doing fine- we're starting cursive writing this month, which, to be honest, I'm not all that crazy about. I struggle teaching new concepts. I mean, I do fine if I'm building on something, but a totally new thing sometimes baffles me. Which is why I'm a little squirrely with HeroBoy's lessons. I just don't know where to start! Even after doing this for half a year, I still haven't gotten "the groove" with his curriculum. I got to skip this part with Czarina because she attended a private pre-k and kindergarten. I just had to pick up where she left off when we started homeschooling. But HeroBoy... well, it's a whole new ballgame with him. And bless his heart, he's eager, but it's still a little over his head. So, yeah... we're doing a lot of matching, patterns, shapes and colors and stuff, but not a whole lot of phonics and numbers. Which I'm feeling rather guilty about. I really want to make sure all they are all on par, and I think I need to up the game with HeroBoy.
I do not
DO NOT
ABSOLUTELY DO NOT
want to mess up with their education. I know lots of adults who were homeschooled as children and they way surpassed my own public school education. They are successful, intelligent, socialized, and cultured individuals. But I also know a few who slipped through the cracks and don't know the difference between "there" and "their" and that scares me. I know that sounds a little pretentious, but it irks me, and I don't want my kids to end up grammatically impaired. I misspell the occasional word, dear reader- that's no secret, (as my Cousin so thoughtfully points out), but I have a basic grasp of the language, and the desire to spell correctly when I'm publicly humiliated lovingly encouraged. (ha)
Anyway... that's all that. Just thought I'd post an update on schoolin', since inquiring minds want to know and all that. Ideas, encouragements, admonitions, and spelling corrections welcome, as usual.
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January 22, 2008
Please Don't Take My Sunshine Away
Oh dreary days, GO AWAY!! What has happened to the sun? Vacationing in Fiji? Somebody call that slacker back because I am sick to death of cold, drizzly days!
I need me some sunshine, dangit!
*ahem.
Sorry.
Little temper tantrum there, I realize. But my mental health is in jeapardy without the option of "Go play outside!" in my vocabulary.
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This Is For You, For Me
To you, my friend, who is also a mom,
You are going to make it. I know it's hard, and overwhelming. I know there are days when it's everything you can do not to cringe when you hear "mo-om" yelled from across the house. I know there are days when you think you can't possibly change another dirty diaper, cut the crust off a sandwich, or wipe a runny nose, but YOU CAN.
You can, because you do. There's nobody else around, after all, and it's got to be done. You will find the reserves, you'll find the ability, because that's who you are and what you do. Not very comforting, is it? But God has not given you a job that you cannot fulfill, if you depend on Him. I know it's a lot- He knows it's a lot- but He promised. You can provide exactly what every little soul in your home needs for the day. Their physical needs, their spiritual ones- all the hugs and kisses and chocolate chip cookies to bake and books to be read-- it's all something you can do. He promises us that He won't give us more than we can bear- and yes, motherhood is at times, something to bear. It yields many rewards, and it's a wonderful blessing, but there's no denying, it's work. Sometimes that load is heavy, and that's okay. It's okay to struggle beneath it, to feel like there are days when you're just trying to soldier through the pain of it-- as long as you keep on, keep going, hold it together one more day, sunrise to sunset...
Sometimes survival is success.
But sometimes... those days, the hardest ones, are the days that God is giving you opportunities. Opportunities to work on that patience you've been praying for. Days to be compassionate, and forgiving-- days when He gives you moments to trust Him, to work out those verses on servanthood you've been reading in your Bible. He's giving you time to be more like Jesus, kind and longsuffering.
Take those opportunities.
Bite your tongue.
Soften your heart.
Gentle your hands.
Open your ears, and eyes.
Remember that God has given you this day, and the tools for it, and we should be glad and rejoice in it.
I pray for you, my friend, that what is a struggle today will be a joy tomorrow. I am proud of you, and I know that your children will rise up and call you blessed for this day's work. Be strong and encouraged, you are up to the task! You can do this, and do it well, and be better for it.
The work, well, it's temporary. The dirty diapers go away. The tying of shoelaces, the endless laundry, the forty-thousandth spilled cup... it's all a finite moment. But, the reward is eternal. Your labor will be seen for all eternity in the hearts of your children, in their obedience to Christ, in their joyful thanksgiving. You will share with them the inheritance of Jesus, infinitely. What greater reward is there for a mother than to see her children sanctified and joined with Christ in heaven?
Don't give up now. Let us run with patience the race that is set before us... for the finish line is bright, and nearer than we know. Angels and saints cheer us forward, and Jesus waits to welcome us home.
--WonderGirl
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January 21, 2008
Tall Trees 'Round Me
Our first day back to normal life, and it feels.... weird.
King Pen starts his new job today, and I'm attempting to get us back on our regular schedule on the homefront. Back to school, back to our daily habits, (hopefully more good than bad!)
I still have so much to do, pictures to hang being the least of it. I haven't organized the school stuff yet, or my sewing things-- and then all those little details like finding pediatricians, etc. It's a bit daunting, starting all over like that! Kinda makes me want to crawl back into bed. At least today it does, anyway!
I'm glad to be here though- this is a very nice town. We actually live in Pineville, which is across the river from Alexandria. And true to it's name, there are pine trees everywhere. There are pine trees growing on the pine trees. So, I get horrible cellphone reception, which is driving me crazy, but oh well! And I am fearful of the spring time. I can only imagine the havoc this will wreak on my sinuses.
Anyway- Pineville is so laid back, it's unbelievable. It sort of feels like we've stumbled onto a nonstop family reunion or something. Everybody is so nice, so "visity", and even the babies are wearing camo. (What, isn't that how everybody elses family reunions are?) It's hard to describe- how the pace is different here. People don't have their phones glued to their ears all the time. They seem more content in traffic. Couples go grocery shopping together. Little things like that. We've got lots of retired folks, Baptists, and Dairy Queens. Does that give you a feel for things?
It will take some adjusting, but I think we'll fit in fine once we give up our love of good tv reception.
I joke.
Well, not really- our tv reception makes me want to cry, but that's neither here not there. We were watching too much of it anyway. (Always looking for that silver lining. Ha!)
I am happy to be here- I think it will be a great place to raise our family, and to enjoy a slower pace of life. Things are so good, I love where my children are so much, that slowing it down seems like the perfect idea. Time happens too fast as it is.
Well, those are just a few thoughts this morning... guess I should get on to my day. I'll hop on later, once I get a curtain or two hung up.
Man, it feels good to be back!!!
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January 18, 2008
Thank You
First of all, to King Pen's parents, who have done SO much to help us with this move. Letting me stay with the kids over the holidays, babysitting as we house-hunted, letting King Pen borrow the truck, being our "moving crew", and all the trips up and down getting things settled. Thank you for the couch, the bunkbeds, and the fridge. And, making sure there were groceries in the pantry and gas in the car! You have been such a blessing in our lives, and it seems almost silly to try to express that with words. I can't even come close.
And now, to the rest of the list.
Aunt Janet, and Aunt Vickie- thank you for coming to help us pack, load, and clean in Birmingham. It would have been a nightmare to do that without help- especially trying to look after the kids, too. Thank you!
Herman and Michelle- thank you for the lovely Peruvian food and the break from loading the truck! We enjoyed your company and miss you already. Thank you also, Herman, for the help loading. It was unexpected and greatly appreciated.
Laura and Jim H.- thank you for putting us up in Alexandria for the night, and for the many small, thoughtful details you've attended for us since then. It's been lovely meeting and getting to know you- your hospitality and warmth was a hearty welcome! Jim, thank you also for moving a truckload of stuff for us. That was great!
Uncle Clinton- thank you for the beautiful furniture. It's so gorgeous, and I treasure it already! Thank you for driving all the way up and down and all around to get it here. Thank you for entertaining the kids that first day as I got us situated in our new place, and for getting that first load of stuff from the storage building. Also, thanks for loaning us your DVD player when ours was packed up- it was a LIFESAVER.
Mom and Aunt Janet- thank you for babysitting for me, even though you were DOG SICK. I'm so sorry! I do appreciate it, and my carpets are nice and clean because of it.
Mom and Dad- thank you for letting us stay beyond the holidays, for accepting my somewhat random schedule, and helping out with the kids. I know it can be crazy!
Tara- thank you for your impromptu babysitting- I know it was last minute and sorta disrupted your schedule. Thank you for setting two extra places at your table! I know they had fun, and it was a great help.
Jackson, Shelby, and Rachel- thanks for giving up a precious Saturday to help us move! Jackson, the pressure washing was great, everything looks so clean. And Rachel, you are the BEST babysitter. The kids loved you. And Shelby, thanks for the muscle, man. I know we wore all you guys out, and I really appreciate it.
To Rich and Jenny, Gilbert and Cindy, and Sarah and Ryan- thanks for opening up your homes for King Pen during his last days in Birmingham. I know he enjoyed the visit with all of you, and we certainly saved a lot of money on hotels! It was very charitable of you- and we'll always remember that. Next time you head our way, we want to feed you!
To our new neighbors (who won't read this, but need to be mentioned also)- thank you for the food, the welcome, and the friendly waves. We're excited to be here, and I promise, we'll be good neighbors.
Let's see... I think that's everybody. It's hard to keep it all straight- we've had SO much help over this last month. I don't know how we'd have done it without you guys. Thank you from the bottom of my heart-- and come see us soon! We promise we won't make you babysit or paint or move furniture. :) If I missed anybody or anything, I promise it wasn't intentional. I really am grateful for your help, it's just that my mind is mush after this whole thing.
Enjoy your weekend everybody- back to normal blogging, normal life, on Monday!
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January 14, 2008
Not Boxed Anymore
Am I blogging?
I am.
Wow. I'm as surprised as you are!
This has been the most insane week, no-- MONTH!- evah. I've never cleaned/packed/loaded/cleaned again/unpacked/unloaded so hard in my life! But, it's all (mostly) finished. There are some projects to wrap up this week, but all our stuff is here. Still boxes to unpack, a few walls to wipe down, and we haven't even touched the outside yet. But it's home. We're over the hump, and it's all downhill from here.
Which is good, because that was about all WonderGirl had in her.
I cannot express how lovely our welcome has been to Alexandria and this neighborhood. We've been swamped with kindness, and I can't wait to make my thank-yous!
Wish this could be more of a post, but honestly, my hands are just too tired. Literally. I'm making my way back to normal life though, so hang in just a little bit longer! I am like the phoenix, rising from the ZZZz....zzzz...
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January 9, 2008
Living Hourly
Plans seem to change for us by the hour around here. (Wherever "here" actually is at the moment!) But finally, it's come down to me and the kids heading out to Alexandria for good tomorrow, though we're a few days earlier than all our belongings. We're basically camping out in the house. We do have water and electricity and a smattering of "stuff" to keep us occupied, though.
The kitchen is move-in ready, which required quite a bit of cleaning and painting. All the carpets have been shampooed and floors mopped. The boys' room has been painted and the hall bathroom is ready for use. House and carport have been pressure-washed, leaves blown off the front yard and the roof, and outside of windows cleaned. Still to do is paint the hall (this will have to be a midnight project), paint Czarina's room, clean inside of all the windows, clean the laundry room, master bath, wipe down all the closets, and clean the stove and the fireplace. (Dreading those last two. Urgh) Still a lot of work, and a bit harder with the kids in tow, but we're getting there. I really want to have most of this stuff done by Saturday, when King Pen gets there and we're ready to unload stuff.
But, oh my hands.
They were so raw today-- Hours and hours of painting and scrubbing and scraping have taken their toll. I'm treating them to some serious r&r when this is all over. They won't so much as lift a dish for a week. Thank you, chinette.
So, that's 'nuff typing for tonight. I need to let them rest, and my eyeballs are feeling a bit cranky, too.
Few more days, guys!! Then it's all done. Sort of.
I'm working on a big "THANK YOU!!!" post for all the people who've lent a hand in this whole thing... but I'm waiting till the last box is in the house. (So, there's still time if you want to make the list. Ha.) Seriously, we couldn't have done this without gobs of people. So, early thank-you. But wait for the biggie, cause it's coming.
Hope you have a nice whatever day it is. I'm so not sure of what universe I'm even in right now!
PS: King Pen, ILYMTTCT.
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January 7, 2008
Scattered
is how I'm feeling these days.
King Pen is still in B'ham, finishing off his last days at work, staying with friends.
Kids and I are back and forth between my folks house, and his folks, with random day trips to Alexandria to work on the house.
We live out of boxes, suitcases, gift bags, and the trunk of my minivan at the moment.
It's almost impossible to find matched socks anymore.
I miss my husband.
But--- these days are dwindling, and home is on the horizon. Reunion is six days away. My bed is six days away.
Lovely thought.
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January 4, 2008
Hay is for Horses
But I say it anyway.
Geez Louise- long time no see! I am missing me some blogging! I have, very literally, not had a moment to blog until now. We've been house hunting hardcore, and finally, finally, it all came together. We found an incredible place- so wonderful I just want to cry over it. It had been a bit neglected by the former tenants, and so I think the potential in this house was overlooked by the landlord. We got a DEAL. A few minor cosmetic changes, and this house is a jewel. It's a four bedroom brick home, in a great, quiet neighborhood. There is a living room with a fireplace, a dining room, a breakfast area off the kitchen (and a bar), a school room/play room (what a bonus!!), and two full baths. A huge fenced in backyard, with a deck- trees and the whole shabang. Closets galore, store rooms, laundry room, just amazing. We've never lived with so much square footage- it's going to be a huge change in our lives.
The neighborhood itself is perfect for us. There are sidewalks, shady streets, very little traffic-- the kids will be able to ride bikes and I can go jogging. It's fabulouso.
-happy sigh-
So now, sad to say, there is STILL a lot of work to do, and still no real time to blog. But that will change, I just have to get all this stuff done. Don't give up on me, I'm coming back, I swear it!
Well, that certainly had a Britney feel to it, didn't it?
Okay, I'm out, guys. Back sometime next week.
Let's hope my comeback is a bit more successful than Mrs. Fedderline Spears.
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