Ugh. Happy Tuesday, Friends :(
A mostly true journey of a girl, her man, and their three kids; all trying to live harmoniously in cities somewhere in Utah. Names and exact locations may be changed in order to protect the grouchy.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
It's a really good thing I'm not into lifting weights.....
Hello old friends! I can't imagine any of you are still following this blog. I closed my eyes and summer was gone. And then September. Suddenly, it's nearing the end of October..... Ahhh! How does this happen?
Well, let's see...We DID get that floor in the living room finished. It is pretty straight and we're all still living under one roof- I'm calling that a flipping miracle. Because the work never ends and the floor turned out so well, I asked the husband if we could replace our base boards. They were small, heavily scratched and cracked. We're assuming they must have been original to the house because when we tried to pull them away from the wall, we could only conclude that someone was scared they wouldn't stay. Those babies were attached with nails longer than my arms. It's a great thing I don't exaggerate.....
So. On to the post title. Why is it a good thing I'm not into lifting weights? Um, that would be because they are the "nails" holding up my new base boards. Oh sure, we started two of the walls. But then something came up, like, I don't know. Some one's dinner party? Water main break? No electricity? Probably not. More like...."What's for dinner?", " I need to check Facebook." "Want to talk to the neighbors?" ...Oh, if there is a job to be done, be sure we will come up with any reason not to completely finish it. Don't feel bad for us. We'll get there. I just have to call a friend and have her "ask" my husband if we might have any weights she could borrow.....
Here is one of the "cleanest" views of the berber floor. See the teeny tiny baseboards?
Well, let's see...We DID get that floor in the living room finished. It is pretty straight and we're all still living under one roof- I'm calling that a flipping miracle. Because the work never ends and the floor turned out so well, I asked the husband if we could replace our base boards. They were small, heavily scratched and cracked. We're assuming they must have been original to the house because when we tried to pull them away from the wall, we could only conclude that someone was scared they wouldn't stay. Those babies were attached with nails longer than my arms. It's a great thing I don't exaggerate.....
So. On to the post title. Why is it a good thing I'm not into lifting weights? Um, that would be because they are the "nails" holding up my new base boards. Oh sure, we started two of the walls. But then something came up, like, I don't know. Some one's dinner party? Water main break? No electricity? Probably not. More like...."What's for dinner?", " I need to check Facebook." "Want to talk to the neighbors?" ...Oh, if there is a job to be done, be sure we will come up with any reason not to completely finish it. Don't feel bad for us. We'll get there. I just have to call a friend and have her "ask" my husband if we might have any weights she could borrow.....
Here is one of the "cleanest" views of the berber floor. See the teeny tiny baseboards?
Here is a view of the new floor. I really love it. The floor still squeaks in places. We replaced a lot of the floorboards. I was amazed at how "Not Square" the room was. Look at how cute the new baseboards are! The ones you see are actually nailed in. Woo Hoo!
These, not so much :)
Happy, Happy Autumn, friends!!
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes....
Hey Blog friends, are any of you still out there? Sorry it has taken me so long to post. It is the end of the school year and we have had more than enough going on here. As I look back and as busy as we were, I really tried to enjoy the moments that left us frazzled, sad and excited. Sad and excited because so many things are changing in our little family. You know how people say they've seen their lives flash before their eyes? That's how I'm feeling lately.
On Monday, our youngest graduated from preschool. He spent the last two years singing and coloring and and dancing and building.....everything a preschooler should do. And now, my baby will be preparing to go to Kindergarten.
On Monday, our youngest graduated from preschool. He spent the last two years singing and coloring and and dancing and building.....everything a preschooler should do. And now, my baby will be preparing to go to Kindergarten.
On Friday, our middle child graduated from elementary school. He will be entering 7th grade in the fall. The year brought a lot of lessons for my boy. He grew both physically and academically. He was able to place regionally in the science fair, win a first place medal in the Math/Science Olympiad, and was awarded the school's Hope of America Award. He gets all of these traits from the husband. Yes, I may be the teacher in the family, but I would only take the credit if he'd been awarded "Most Sarcastic" or best "disco dancer" or even "the child most likely to name a type of chocolate while blindfolded"; alas he happens to be an analytical, brilliant little man, just like his father. I am so proud.
Our oldest will be a junior next year. She had a very successful year as well. This year the braces came off, she got her driver's license, went to prom, kept her 4.0 and her sense of humor. She is everything I want to be when I grow up.
More important than any certificate, grade or diploma; my children are kind people. They are polite (outside of the house), they try to get along with everyone (outside of this house) and they're respectful to adults (well, you get the idea..)
So here we are. Everything is moving in warp speed. I'm kind of scared to watch it all unfold. At the same time, I try to remind myself at every turn, how very blessed and lucky I am. I love so many things in my world, but those three kids? They are my greatest achievement. Now if we could only live the next few years in slow motion....
Happy weekend friends.
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