Friday night is pizza night around here. The Pack invites friends and we have homemade pizza, and the kids watch movies or play outside or hang out or help HH with work around the house. I was sick of homemade pizza quiet frankly. So we had crackers and cheese and meat and bbq meatballs and little smokies (and it taught me to rethink serving food that a house full of teenagers can make jokes about and giggle about all night), and veggies and chips and dip.
This really has nothing to do with the story I am about to tell you. I just had to throw it out there. you know. a bunch of useless information that can make you all wonder afterwards, 'what was the deal with the food?'
ok. this is how it went....
I was in the bathroom, along with Beans, Blue Eyes and Mantha, they were talking, and I was.. well. you know.
Anyway, we hear the kids in the front entry, Mouth and the boys.
shocker, I know.
This is what I overhear...
Is it broken?
um... uh huh.
crap!
whats broken?
the door.
the NEW door???
yeah.
Shanan's gonna kill me.
SHANAN???
yeah.
your worried about Shanan?
uh huh.
not (name that we shall not mention)?
no.
did you see the GUN on his belt???
he wouldn't shoot me. Shanan might kill me tho.
but the GUN... did you see the gun?!?!
yeah.
he's a BIG guy. he looks really strong.
yep.
does he get really mad?
well, what do you think? we BROKE the door!
oh. why does he have a gun?
cuz he can.
I am sitting in the bathroom. dreading going to see what happened but thinking that the kids being more scared of me than HH is kinda funny. and the whole conversation about HH's gun... Yes, I laughed to myself about it.
Finally, I face the inevitable, and check to see how bad the damage is. Its could be worse. But its not good. The frame on the brand new entry door was cracked and broken.
I didn't yell. I was quiet proud of myself.
The only thing I said was, "You can explain this to HH when he gets home". and I will admit, I added a little bit of ominous drama to my tone..
it was dead silent. Not a word was said.
Mouth burst into tears and went into my room to call HH.
She was one of the main reasons the door broke and she was gonna face up to it and get it out of the way.
She told HH what happened.
And he hung up on her.
Not good. at.all.
So the Pack and their friends sat in the living room. and did not talk.
Not a word was spoken. it was amazing.
I talked to HH on the phone. explained the situation. He calmed down. I told him about the conversation that I had overheard. about "the GUN on his belt"?!?! he chuckled ;)
When he arrived home the kids got up and helped him unload the trailer of materials for the house. And not a word was spoken. Not a single word. It was amazing.
He then grabbed his drill and tools and fixed the brand new front door. And did not say a single word to the kids. They were terrified. CB looked sick to his stomach. Beans was almost in tears. Mouth's eyes were swollen and red from crying for the last hr. Mantha was quiet. Her new BF stared at the floor. and didn't say a word. No one would look at HH.
I walked into the entry where HH was working on the door, and he looked at me, smirked, and said, "so, who died?" I giggled and we snuck into the other room to laugh about it in secret.
He then walked thru the living room, into the bedroom, monkeyed around with stuff. Called Mouth in there. then all of a sudden you hear a "BANG!!" The boys in the living room freak out. They figure they are next. ;)
Then HH walks out of the bedroom, stands next to the couch, looks at everyone and says, "Who died??" Beans burst into tears. CB looks ready to bolt. The new BF is white as a ghost. the other kids don't make a sound. Beans is sobbing as she gets up, hits HH and yells at him for being so mean.
Then in all seriousness HH talked to all the kids and told them that he was able to fix the door, and he understands that it was an accident. BUT we have all worked hard at getting the house looking like it does. and he WILL NOT have kids breaking the things that we have worked so hard to do.
He pulled CB and Beans aside and talked to them privately, as they were the oldest and they were the ones that were taking it so hard. CB told HH what we were all feeling, " You work all day, you have come home and work on the house till late at night. And we say "thank you" by wrecking things and making more work for you. I'm sorry. And I won't do it again."
oh, the bang the kids heard? it was Mouth and HH moving the bed and dropping it into place. ;)
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Whine Whine Whine
My house is a disaster. Really and truly a disaster. And I am SO tired of it :P And I figure this is the best place for me to vent because if HH would know how truly tired I am of the mess he would feel bad that our little project has taken this long, and he would feel guilty about that, and I would NEVER want him to feel even a little bit bad about it. He is an amazing man, husband, father and provider! But my amazing man is never ever ever on my blog, so I feel safe venting here ;)
I walked thru the house this morning and looked around.... want to know what I saw? well, you're gonna hear about it anyway...
An air compressor in the living room, with a Wii nun chuck draped over it.
A sawzall (cuz it saws all!) in the schoolroom, along with a few ladders and misc boxes of screws, paint, flooring... oh! and about 20 sheets of louane flooring leaning against my (freshly) painted walls. And 2 new doors, still in their boxes, that I have to skirt around to get into my bedroom. Another air compressor is in the schoolroom, this one has a pair of pajama pants draped over it.
*The jammie pants are green. 1000 useless points to whoever can guess who they belong to*
In the kitchen I see 2 drills on my kitchen table (HH took the other one to work with him), a HUGE box of screws under one of the kitchen chairs, 2 battery chargers plugged in on my kitchen counter. a couple hammers, screwdrivers, a carpet knife and a crockpot with tonights supper in it, all sharing space on my counter.
I spy a bucket of drywall compound in my front entry and a bucket of drywall tools in my one and only bathroom :)
I can see a pile of orange hats, coats, and pants draped over my teachers desk in the front entry, along with a few hunting knives and a handfull of 20 gauge shells rolling around.
As I walked to the van to go get Little Em from preschool, I had to skirt around a ladder with a deer carcass hanging from it.
Welcome to my world. A house under construction is not a fun thing. "It WILL be worth it all!!!" when my HH can come home from work and sit down and we can watch a movie together. And we aren't tripping over tools and air compressors and extension cords. And he can relax again. And in the spring when the roof doesn't leak, it will be worth it all :)
Blue Eyes is putting the 3rd coat of paint on the kitchen walls. And Mouth is going to be starting on the ceiling in our bedroom this afternoon. And tonight we will be installing those 2 new doors and putting some more of that louann sheeting down to get things prepped for that hardwood flooring that i have been dreaming about....
I walked thru the house this morning and looked around.... want to know what I saw? well, you're gonna hear about it anyway...
An air compressor in the living room, with a Wii nun chuck draped over it.
A sawzall (cuz it saws all!) in the schoolroom, along with a few ladders and misc boxes of screws, paint, flooring... oh! and about 20 sheets of louane flooring leaning against my (freshly) painted walls. And 2 new doors, still in their boxes, that I have to skirt around to get into my bedroom. Another air compressor is in the schoolroom, this one has a pair of pajama pants draped over it.
*The jammie pants are green. 1000 useless points to whoever can guess who they belong to*
In the kitchen I see 2 drills on my kitchen table (HH took the other one to work with him), a HUGE box of screws under one of the kitchen chairs, 2 battery chargers plugged in on my kitchen counter. a couple hammers, screwdrivers, a carpet knife and a crockpot with tonights supper in it, all sharing space on my counter.
I spy a bucket of drywall compound in my front entry and a bucket of drywall tools in my one and only bathroom :)
I can see a pile of orange hats, coats, and pants draped over my teachers desk in the front entry, along with a few hunting knives and a handfull of 20 gauge shells rolling around.
As I walked to the van to go get Little Em from preschool, I had to skirt around a ladder with a deer carcass hanging from it.
Welcome to my world. A house under construction is not a fun thing. "It WILL be worth it all!!!" when my HH can come home from work and sit down and we can watch a movie together. And we aren't tripping over tools and air compressors and extension cords. And he can relax again. And in the spring when the roof doesn't leak, it will be worth it all :)
Blue Eyes is putting the 3rd coat of paint on the kitchen walls. And Mouth is going to be starting on the ceiling in our bedroom this afternoon. And tonight we will be installing those 2 new doors and putting some more of that louann sheeting down to get things prepped for that hardwood flooring that i have been dreaming about....
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Things are getting done around here (finally)!!
Not that things haven't been getting done. HH has been amazing at getting things done around here. I feel kinda bad for him. He's exhausted. Every night, he gets home from working all day, and brings his tool belt in and gets things done around here till he falls into bed around midnight. This week he has finished all the mudding, taping and texturing. He's taking a couple days off to go deer hunting with Little Brother. But last night, as we were laying in bed, he tells me, "Man I hope we fill out on Thursday. Then I take the rest of the weekend and get things finished up around here." He's pretty amazing. And I love him. A LOT.
Last weekend HH and I drove to the big big city to pick up our flooring. Lets just say that 1700 sq feet of hardwood flooring ends up being more than we envisioned. The nice guy at LLs brings it out to the trailer on a forklift. There was a LOT of wood on that forklift. A. Lot. We get it all into HH's enclosed trailer. The tires were starting to squat pretty good. We finished loading it all up. As we were leaving, the nice, informative, young man that helped us load the trailer comes over to my window and says, "Oh, I thought you might like to know, the manifest says that its 4100 lbs of flooring that you got into that trailer".
Yeah. I think we could have done without that little tidbit of information. Thank you very much.
So we decide it would be best if we bypassed the major highways and byways and take roads a little less traveled. That way we wouldn't have a ton of people mad at us for driving 45-50 mph, (I'm being generous here.) pulling that loaded down trailer.
So we are kinda trying to figure out back roads as we go (ie. following our noses). We come up to a detour sign. Hmmmm. Detour.... HH informs me we can "probably" make it thru. So he doesn't take the detour.
*Fun Fact~ HH NEVER believes those detour signs. Ever. I cannot tell you how many times we have had to turn around and go back and follow the signs. ;)
Anywho.... I just giggled and shook my head. And we keep going. As we are driving he mentions, "the only way we wouldn't be able to get thru is if there was a bridge out or something like that".
I look up ahead and ask him if they would use a large crane if a bridge was out...
"yeah, they would. Why?"
oh, no reason. just that the really big crane up there looks kinda big for this little road doesn't it?
then I start laughing. uncontrollably. Just our luck. Don't ya think? lolz :)
Yep. The bridge was out. and we had to turn around. and go back. and follow those silly little detour signs. And I laughed.
And it only took us almost 6 hrs to make, what would usually be, a 2 hr trip.
HH's stitches came out. And the cut split open again. Gaping. And he never covers it up. And his job doesn't really encourage keeping a wound like that clean. And it oozes. All. day. long. And the Dr said there is no point in restitching it. Cuz HH will not let it heal. And it will just keep getting broke back open. So last night he was texturing the ceilings. And he dropped something in the bucket of watered down mud, so he dunks his hand in the bucket of watered down mud to grab whatever it was that he dropped. But he HAD to use his bad hand (of course). And last night (really it was this morning, cuz he finally finished up texturing around midnight, then we had to get things cleaned and put away so we could sleep in our bed), anywho, too many details maybe? ok. So all night (morning) he is complaining about his hand whenever he bumps it in his sleep, "ouch!" *groan*moan*whine*grumble*. and we get up this morning and his hand is back to being swollen and red and inflamed and and and... yuck. *sigh* (that's all I can do. he doesn't listen to me when I tell him to take care of himself).
The Pack and I, (hows that for proper grammar, such a big, bad, homeschooling mom that I am ;) have been priming and painting and getting things done around here :) The addition is painted! The livingroom ceiling is primed and painted! The kitchen ceiling is getting primed right now. Painting to be done later today. :) Then tomorrow, on to the walls!!! yay!!!!
We, the girls and I, are hoping to get ALL the painting done before Friday. Really, that means we have today and tomorrow to get it all done. I think its doable. Maybe. If everyone has a good attitude... yeah. I'll keep you posted on that one.
Well I had better get back to painting. And priming. And laundry. And cleaning. And school. And And And.... *sigh* I can't wait till my house is back to normal....
Last weekend HH and I drove to the big big city to pick up our flooring. Lets just say that 1700 sq feet of hardwood flooring ends up being more than we envisioned. The nice guy at LLs brings it out to the trailer on a forklift. There was a LOT of wood on that forklift. A. Lot. We get it all into HH's enclosed trailer. The tires were starting to squat pretty good. We finished loading it all up. As we were leaving, the nice, informative, young man that helped us load the trailer comes over to my window and says, "Oh, I thought you might like to know, the manifest says that its 4100 lbs of flooring that you got into that trailer".
Yeah. I think we could have done without that little tidbit of information. Thank you very much.
So we decide it would be best if we bypassed the major highways and byways and take roads a little less traveled. That way we wouldn't have a ton of people mad at us for driving 45-50 mph, (I'm being generous here.) pulling that loaded down trailer.
So we are kinda trying to figure out back roads as we go (ie. following our noses). We come up to a detour sign. Hmmmm. Detour.... HH informs me we can "probably" make it thru. So he doesn't take the detour.
*Fun Fact~ HH NEVER believes those detour signs. Ever. I cannot tell you how many times we have had to turn around and go back and follow the signs. ;)
Anywho.... I just giggled and shook my head. And we keep going. As we are driving he mentions, "the only way we wouldn't be able to get thru is if there was a bridge out or something like that".
I look up ahead and ask him if they would use a large crane if a bridge was out...
"yeah, they would. Why?"
oh, no reason. just that the really big crane up there looks kinda big for this little road doesn't it?
then I start laughing. uncontrollably. Just our luck. Don't ya think? lolz :)
Yep. The bridge was out. and we had to turn around. and go back. and follow those silly little detour signs. And I laughed.
And it only took us almost 6 hrs to make, what would usually be, a 2 hr trip.
HH's stitches came out. And the cut split open again. Gaping. And he never covers it up. And his job doesn't really encourage keeping a wound like that clean. And it oozes. All. day. long. And the Dr said there is no point in restitching it. Cuz HH will not let it heal. And it will just keep getting broke back open. So last night he was texturing the ceilings. And he dropped something in the bucket of watered down mud, so he dunks his hand in the bucket of watered down mud to grab whatever it was that he dropped. But he HAD to use his bad hand (of course). And last night (really it was this morning, cuz he finally finished up texturing around midnight, then we had to get things cleaned and put away so we could sleep in our bed), anywho, too many details maybe? ok. So all night (morning) he is complaining about his hand whenever he bumps it in his sleep, "ouch!" *groan*moan*whine*grumble*. and we get up this morning and his hand is back to being swollen and red and inflamed and and and... yuck. *sigh* (that's all I can do. he doesn't listen to me when I tell him to take care of himself).
The Pack and I, (hows that for proper grammar, such a big, bad, homeschooling mom that I am ;) have been priming and painting and getting things done around here :) The addition is painted! The livingroom ceiling is primed and painted! The kitchen ceiling is getting primed right now. Painting to be done later today. :) Then tomorrow, on to the walls!!! yay!!!!
We, the girls and I, are hoping to get ALL the painting done before Friday. Really, that means we have today and tomorrow to get it all done. I think its doable. Maybe. If everyone has a good attitude... yeah. I'll keep you posted on that one.
Well I had better get back to painting. And priming. And laundry. And cleaning. And school. And And And.... *sigh* I can't wait till my house is back to normal....
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
10 on Tuesday
1~ Its October, the kids rule of "be home when the streetlights turn on" seems to be getting earlier and earlier. Not looking forward to the '4:30 in the afternoon and the streetlights turn on' times that are ahead.
2~ HH has done it again. This time it was 14 stitches. On his hand. I guess a miter saw can do some damage. So very thankful that he still has use of all his fingers and everything is intact!
3~ My first hint that something was wrong? When HH called and asked me when his last tetanus shot was. Then I heard in the background, "Oh crap. Don't do that." I guess he showed the nurse how deep the cut was. She kinda freaked when she was able to see the bones of his hand.
4~ I have colors picked out!! Aqua inlet for the schoolroom. Buttercream for the kitchen and light champagne for the the master bedroom and livingroom :) can't wait to get color on the walls!
5~ Random fact ~ I love language arts. I love doing language arts. I do not love teaching language arts :P
6~ Mouth had a loverly thought today... "I wish we had never ending money, mom" me too, kid. me too.
7~ The woodstove is going!! And it is super warm in the house :) and I love the smell of the woodstove. And I do not like the mess of the woodstove. But I do love the lovely heat from the woodstove :) the only thing that would be better? A woodstove in the livingroom. Where we could enjoy the flames and heat and coziness all day long.
8~ HH went to bed already. Its only 7 o'clock. I am praying he isn't getting an infection in his hand. He's hurting pretty bad right now.
9~ Pinterset. Its an addiction. A very time consuming addiction. I do not have time for this new addiction. But I will tell myself that I am finding ideas for decorating, and crafts, and home decor and other areas of craftiness that will come in handy. And I will continue to spend time on this new addiction. Darn you, Pinterest.
10~ tomorrow my house will get smaller again. the taper is going to be here the rest of the week. So the livingroom, addition, master bedroom and kitchen need to be empty. :P praying the weather will be nice!!! it will be school outside, and picnics on the lawn. :D
"It will be worth it when its done!!!! " Still reminding myself!!!
2~ HH has done it again. This time it was 14 stitches. On his hand. I guess a miter saw can do some damage. So very thankful that he still has use of all his fingers and everything is intact!
3~ My first hint that something was wrong? When HH called and asked me when his last tetanus shot was. Then I heard in the background, "Oh crap. Don't do that." I guess he showed the nurse how deep the cut was. She kinda freaked when she was able to see the bones of his hand.
4~ I have colors picked out!! Aqua inlet for the schoolroom. Buttercream for the kitchen and light champagne for the the master bedroom and livingroom :) can't wait to get color on the walls!
5~ Random fact ~ I love language arts. I love doing language arts. I do not love teaching language arts :P
6~ Mouth had a loverly thought today... "I wish we had never ending money, mom" me too, kid. me too.
7~ The woodstove is going!! And it is super warm in the house :) and I love the smell of the woodstove. And I do not like the mess of the woodstove. But I do love the lovely heat from the woodstove :) the only thing that would be better? A woodstove in the livingroom. Where we could enjoy the flames and heat and coziness all day long.
8~ HH went to bed already. Its only 7 o'clock. I am praying he isn't getting an infection in his hand. He's hurting pretty bad right now.
9~ Pinterset. Its an addiction. A very time consuming addiction. I do not have time for this new addiction. But I will tell myself that I am finding ideas for decorating, and crafts, and home decor and other areas of craftiness that will come in handy. And I will continue to spend time on this new addiction. Darn you, Pinterest.
10~ tomorrow my house will get smaller again. the taper is going to be here the rest of the week. So the livingroom, addition, master bedroom and kitchen need to be empty. :P praying the weather will be nice!!! it will be school outside, and picnics on the lawn. :D
"It will be worth it when its done!!!! " Still reminding myself!!!
Sunday, October 16, 2011
A Sunday Evening Post
My husband is the most A.MAZE.ING. man. In. the.world. !! But I may be biased. Ok. It was our 16th wedding anniversary on Friday. He came home on Tuesday with a surprise for me. A new camera! I LOVE IT!!! Then on Thursday night he gets home from work and tells me he has made plans for the weekend. and to get in the truck. :) He had made reservations at a hotel for the next 2 nights. yes. 2 NIGHTS!!! just him and me. bliss. He had Incorporated Beans' help. She packed our bags for us. and had everything arranged so when HH got home everything would be ready to go. She's a great kid. I may love her. A lot.
So we spent 2 nights in a hotel. and did absolutely nothing. I guess that was the point. It was very quiet. and I have to say. it was nice. kinda (?). maybe a little too quiet for me. but we both needed the time away from the Pack and the time together.
We ordered the flooring while we were gone :) I LOVE IT!!! It is going to be a LOT of work. But I think the end result is exactly what we are looking for :)
When we got home the Pack had the house spotless. Fresh cookies on the counter. Laundry done. I kinda love them. A lot.
Oh~ guess what I did the moment we got in our hotel room???
I took my shoes off!! The girl who has always ran around barefoot has been wearing shoes for the last 4 months. In. the. house.
Yuck.
That is one (of the many) reasons I cannot wait to get flooring!!!
Bare feet.... who knew?
So we get home yesterday morning. And you know what HH does? He puts on his tool belt and starts working on the house. Always working on the house. He's pretty amazing. Don't you think so?
Yep. Thats what I thought ;)
And you know what he did this morning when he woke up? Yep. He strapped that tool belt back on and got back to work. The days are getting shorter. And the wind is getting colder. Our days of working on the outside of our little nest are numbered. We (he) only has one small gable left to do with siding and the outside of the house is DONE!!!! yay!! Hopefully next weekend we (he) can get it finished up! :)
I kinda' sorta' love that man. He's pretty amazing.
You know what I did today?
I made sure he had plenty of hot cocoa. and cookies. and I made 2 kinds of soup for supper. Sausage and bean for HH. And roasted chicken and corn chowder for the Pack. And hot ham and cheese sandwiches to finish it off.
You know what? I hate soup.
No. I mean, I really CANNOT STAND soup. Yuck.
You know what else I can't stand? Hotdish. Most any kind of hotdish. I cannot stand it. Tator tot hotdish? Gross!!!! Shepherds pie? Double Gross!!! Any kind of hotdish. yuck :P and you know what I make at least 2-3 times a week? some sort of hotdish. they are easy to make and I can add noodles or beans or potatoes and make them filling for my Pack.
And I don't eat any of them. That, my friends, is why I always serve them with lettuce salad. I will only eat the salad. And I make the Pack eat at least a little bit of the hotdish. Because I'm the mom and its my job to make them eat things that I won't touch with a ten foot pole ;) lol
You know what? Its gettting pretty chilly around here. And we still have to get the woodstove cleaned up and ready for the season. SO you know what I do? I bake :) Cookies. Bars. Cake. Muffins. anything for an excuse to start up the oven and get some warmth in the house :)
Who needs soup or hotdish when you have cookies, bars, cake and muffins?? ;)
Guess what I will be doing this week? Picking out colors!!! We have 4 rooms that need to be painted :) And I am going to pick out summer colors :) Powder blue for the schoolroom/addition. Buttercup yellow for my kitchen. A very creamy cream color for the livingroom. And the master bedroom... hmmm, still deciding on that one.
Hopefully I will enjoy the color choices in the middle of a 2 week drear.
You know.
When the sun doesn't shine.
And the wind blows.
And the snow piles up.
yep.
That's a 2 week drear.
It happens.
And I don't like it.
So I choose to surround myself with summer any way I can :)
We will see if it works for me ;)
Well gotta go and pour thru magazines and dream about what I want my nest to look like!
So we spent 2 nights in a hotel. and did absolutely nothing. I guess that was the point. It was very quiet. and I have to say. it was nice. kinda (?). maybe a little too quiet for me. but we both needed the time away from the Pack and the time together.
We ordered the flooring while we were gone :) I LOVE IT!!! It is going to be a LOT of work. But I think the end result is exactly what we are looking for :)
When we got home the Pack had the house spotless. Fresh cookies on the counter. Laundry done. I kinda love them. A lot.
Oh~ guess what I did the moment we got in our hotel room???
I took my shoes off!! The girl who has always ran around barefoot has been wearing shoes for the last 4 months. In. the. house.
Yuck.
That is one (of the many) reasons I cannot wait to get flooring!!!
Bare feet.... who knew?
So we get home yesterday morning. And you know what HH does? He puts on his tool belt and starts working on the house. Always working on the house. He's pretty amazing. Don't you think so?
Yep. Thats what I thought ;)
And you know what he did this morning when he woke up? Yep. He strapped that tool belt back on and got back to work. The days are getting shorter. And the wind is getting colder. Our days of working on the outside of our little nest are numbered. We (he) only has one small gable left to do with siding and the outside of the house is DONE!!!! yay!! Hopefully next weekend we (he) can get it finished up! :)
I kinda' sorta' love that man. He's pretty amazing.
You know what I did today?
I made sure he had plenty of hot cocoa. and cookies. and I made 2 kinds of soup for supper. Sausage and bean for HH. And roasted chicken and corn chowder for the Pack. And hot ham and cheese sandwiches to finish it off.
You know what? I hate soup.
No. I mean, I really CANNOT STAND soup. Yuck.
You know what else I can't stand? Hotdish. Most any kind of hotdish. I cannot stand it. Tator tot hotdish? Gross!!!! Shepherds pie? Double Gross!!! Any kind of hotdish. yuck :P and you know what I make at least 2-3 times a week? some sort of hotdish. they are easy to make and I can add noodles or beans or potatoes and make them filling for my Pack.
And I don't eat any of them. That, my friends, is why I always serve them with lettuce salad. I will only eat the salad. And I make the Pack eat at least a little bit of the hotdish. Because I'm the mom and its my job to make them eat things that I won't touch with a ten foot pole ;) lol
You know what? Its gettting pretty chilly around here. And we still have to get the woodstove cleaned up and ready for the season. SO you know what I do? I bake :) Cookies. Bars. Cake. Muffins. anything for an excuse to start up the oven and get some warmth in the house :)
Who needs soup or hotdish when you have cookies, bars, cake and muffins?? ;)
Guess what I will be doing this week? Picking out colors!!! We have 4 rooms that need to be painted :) And I am going to pick out summer colors :) Powder blue for the schoolroom/addition. Buttercup yellow for my kitchen. A very creamy cream color for the livingroom. And the master bedroom... hmmm, still deciding on that one.
Hopefully I will enjoy the color choices in the middle of a 2 week drear.
You know.
When the sun doesn't shine.
And the wind blows.
And the snow piles up.
yep.
That's a 2 week drear.
It happens.
And I don't like it.
So I choose to surround myself with summer any way I can :)
We will see if it works for me ;)
Well gotta go and pour thru magazines and dream about what I want my nest to look like!
Thursday, October 6, 2011
2 Girls and their toolbelts
3 of the Pack went with HH to work yesterday (yay for homeschooling!!!). Little Brother, Mouth, and Blue Eyes. It was a long, quiet day here at our little nest :P Beans and Baby Sister were very out of sorts. And lonely. And bored. It was a looooonnnngggg day.
Made me think of the near future, as the Pack grow up and fly away from our little nest. Things seem off balance when we are missing even 1 of the Pack for a single day. It will be a huge adjustment when they start flying away. I fully expect to be getting a full time job. The quietness will drive me crazy!!
~ random topic change~
Mouth and Blue Eyes have been telling me about their day working with HH... THEY BOTH GOT TO WEAR TOOLBELTS!!!! This was a HUGE deal I guess. I know, they are weird. The funniest part of their excitement for wearing toolbelts? They were both so very happy that they wore cute outfits. "The toolbelts looked SO CUTE with our outfits mom!!!!" And they had to compliment each other on how cute they looked with their toolbelts. Multiple times. Thru out the day. On the jobsite. I guess (hope?) the guys got a kick out of the two of them :)
SO yesterday. while working with HH. Mouth walked to the trailer to get a pliers so she could take some electrical do-dad off the wall. There was an extension cord laying on the ground. She saw the cord. She knew it was there. But Mouth, being Mouth, tripped on the cord. And of course had to get her feet all tangled up in said cord. And stagger around and trip and finally did a barrel roll down a hill, getting all the more tangled up in the cord. When Mouth finally came to a stop. At the bottom of the hill. She yells, "YEP!! I'm fine! Everything is good here!!!" The guys just shook their heads, smiled and kept working. And Little Brother just looked at the guys, rolled his eyes and shook his head, as if to say, " girls. good grief."
*Fun Fact? Little Brother thinks he has extensive knowledge and experience with all things that have to deal with girls and therefore has the right to roll his eyes, shake his head and let out exasperated sighs when his sisters perform acts like the above mentioned...
My girls are becoming quiet skilled in the construction department. Beans is putting cedar shakes on the house right now. Baby Sister is putting polyurethane on the many many feet of tongue and groove knotty pine. Mouth and Blue Eyes and I will get the addition cleaned out today and hopefully get the rock on the walls. Before HH gets home tonight! We shall see how this works out.
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Went to the Dr and got my ankle and my leg checked out! Nothing broken. Just badly bruised. I am still limping around. I have not been much help around here :) oops! I meant to put in a :/ face ;)
~ Random Topic Change~
Next week is our anniversary!!! 16 yrs!! We have BIG plans :) Ok, we HAD big plans. Then we looked at our little nest. And reality set in. :P Stupid thing. Reality. :P
~Random Topic Change!!~
I saw it all! Beans just THREW herself off the stepstool!!!!(she's putting cedar shakes on the house.) She didn't lose her balance, stagger around, arms flailing in all directions. Nope. She threw herself off. It definantly looked planned, premeditated you could say. ;) lol :D *no injuries, she landed on her butt. and sat there and laughed :) *
~Random Topic Change!~
back to the anniversary stuff... we plan on staying home. and... working on the house *gasp!!!* :/
bummer. big bummer. We keep saying we will get away one of these days. Still waiting for 'one of these days' to happen.
~Random Topic Change~
100 useless pts to the first person who can guess what we will be doing this weekend!!! Its not hard people. Don't disappoint!
~Random Topic Change~
I had a really long, funny, humorous, darn right witty blog post to post. Then I left the computer whilst I was chatting on the phone. I guess a smart person would click that little "SAVE NOW" button on the bottom of the page. Cuz it would be a crying shame to lose a full blown funny, humorous, darn right witty blog post. I have never claimed to be smart.
*Fun Fact? losing a full blown funny, humorous, darn right witty blog post to cyber space does not put me in a good mood. I may stomp my feet (if I wasn't a cripple and stomping my feet would put me in a black hole of pain and tears and wailing), grab my hair, cry, scream, yell, shut my computer screen, vow to never blog again... just a little tid bit of information that you may find interesting for those of you who think I am calm, cool and collected. ;)
~Random Topic Change~
Beans (who is still putting shakes up on the house) came in, annoyed, growling about the staple gun. I guess the wall she is working on now has 'buffalo board' as sheeting. She informs me that the staples are smashing thru the shakes AND the buffalo board. She grabs a drink of water, then goes back outside. Pretty soon I hear the air compressor going and the staple gun shooting staples again. Smart, commonsensical girl that she is, she monkeys with the air compressor air pressure thingy magigy and gets it working.
Whos kid is she?
Sounded to me like a perfect excuse to wait for HH to get home and show off his air compressor wisdom and knowledge and wow us all with his PSI prowess.
Gotta love that girl. I know HH will. :)
~Random Topic Change~
Did you know you can get Bailey's Irish Cream coffee creamer? yumyum!! and its non-alcoholic. But it SAYS, "Bailey's Irish Cream" on it and it looks and sounds absolutely sinful. And I have a horrible affection for things that look and sound absolutely sinful, when there is actually nothing absolutely sinful about them.
Weird? I know.
~Random Topic Change~
One of the things on our to do list for today.... #8. take all the frozen bread out of the freezer and throw it all over the yard for the birds and chipmunks.
Weird??? Yeah. I know ;)
Back to my to do list for the day. Cuz NOTHING has gotten accomplished today since I have had to write this blog, not once but TWICE!!! :P
Made me think of the near future, as the Pack grow up and fly away from our little nest. Things seem off balance when we are missing even 1 of the Pack for a single day. It will be a huge adjustment when they start flying away. I fully expect to be getting a full time job. The quietness will drive me crazy!!
~ random topic change~
Mouth and Blue Eyes have been telling me about their day working with HH... THEY BOTH GOT TO WEAR TOOLBELTS!!!! This was a HUGE deal I guess. I know, they are weird. The funniest part of their excitement for wearing toolbelts? They were both so very happy that they wore cute outfits. "The toolbelts looked SO CUTE with our outfits mom!!!!" And they had to compliment each other on how cute they looked with their toolbelts. Multiple times. Thru out the day. On the jobsite. I guess (hope?) the guys got a kick out of the two of them :)
SO yesterday. while working with HH. Mouth walked to the trailer to get a pliers so she could take some electrical do-dad off the wall. There was an extension cord laying on the ground. She saw the cord. She knew it was there. But Mouth, being Mouth, tripped on the cord. And of course had to get her feet all tangled up in said cord. And stagger around and trip and finally did a barrel roll down a hill, getting all the more tangled up in the cord. When Mouth finally came to a stop. At the bottom of the hill. She yells, "YEP!! I'm fine! Everything is good here!!!" The guys just shook their heads, smiled and kept working. And Little Brother just looked at the guys, rolled his eyes and shook his head, as if to say, " girls. good grief."
*Fun Fact? Little Brother thinks he has extensive knowledge and experience with all things that have to deal with girls and therefore has the right to roll his eyes, shake his head and let out exasperated sighs when his sisters perform acts like the above mentioned...
My girls are becoming quiet skilled in the construction department. Beans is putting cedar shakes on the house right now. Baby Sister is putting polyurethane on the many many feet of tongue and groove knotty pine. Mouth and Blue Eyes and I will get the addition cleaned out today and hopefully get the rock on the walls. Before HH gets home tonight! We shall see how this works out.
~ Random Topic Change!~
Went to the Dr and got my ankle and my leg checked out! Nothing broken. Just badly bruised. I am still limping around. I have not been much help around here :) oops! I meant to put in a :/ face ;)
~ Random Topic Change~
Next week is our anniversary!!! 16 yrs!! We have BIG plans :) Ok, we HAD big plans. Then we looked at our little nest. And reality set in. :P Stupid thing. Reality. :P
~Random Topic Change!!~
I saw it all! Beans just THREW herself off the stepstool!!!!(she's putting cedar shakes on the house.) She didn't lose her balance, stagger around, arms flailing in all directions. Nope. She threw herself off. It definantly looked planned, premeditated you could say. ;) lol :D *no injuries, she landed on her butt. and sat there and laughed :) *
~Random Topic Change!~
back to the anniversary stuff... we plan on staying home. and... working on the house *gasp!!!* :/
bummer. big bummer. We keep saying we will get away one of these days. Still waiting for 'one of these days' to happen.
~Random Topic Change~
100 useless pts to the first person who can guess what we will be doing this weekend!!! Its not hard people. Don't disappoint!
~Random Topic Change~
I had a really long, funny, humorous, darn right witty blog post to post. Then I left the computer whilst I was chatting on the phone. I guess a smart person would click that little "SAVE NOW" button on the bottom of the page. Cuz it would be a crying shame to lose a full blown funny, humorous, darn right witty blog post. I have never claimed to be smart.
*Fun Fact? losing a full blown funny, humorous, darn right witty blog post to cyber space does not put me in a good mood. I may stomp my feet (if I wasn't a cripple and stomping my feet would put me in a black hole of pain and tears and wailing), grab my hair, cry, scream, yell, shut my computer screen, vow to never blog again... just a little tid bit of information that you may find interesting for those of you who think I am calm, cool and collected. ;)
~Random Topic Change~
Beans (who is still putting shakes up on the house) came in, annoyed, growling about the staple gun. I guess the wall she is working on now has 'buffalo board' as sheeting. She informs me that the staples are smashing thru the shakes AND the buffalo board. She grabs a drink of water, then goes back outside. Pretty soon I hear the air compressor going and the staple gun shooting staples again. Smart, commonsensical girl that she is, she monkeys with the air compressor air pressure thingy magigy and gets it working.
Whos kid is she?
Sounded to me like a perfect excuse to wait for HH to get home and show off his air compressor wisdom and knowledge and wow us all with his PSI prowess.
Gotta love that girl. I know HH will. :)
~Random Topic Change~
Did you know you can get Bailey's Irish Cream coffee creamer? yumyum!! and its non-alcoholic. But it SAYS, "Bailey's Irish Cream" on it and it looks and sounds absolutely sinful. And I have a horrible affection for things that look and sound absolutely sinful, when there is actually nothing absolutely sinful about them.
Weird? I know.
~Random Topic Change~
One of the things on our to do list for today.... #8. take all the frozen bread out of the freezer and throw it all over the yard for the birds and chipmunks.
Weird??? Yeah. I know ;)
Back to my to do list for the day. Cuz NOTHING has gotten accomplished today since I have had to write this blog, not once but TWICE!!! :P
Monday, October 3, 2011
Weekend Work (and getting out of it)
It was another working weekend around here. Always and forever working on this house. Trying to get things buttoned up before the winter cold pushes us into the warmer, cozier confines of our little nest.
HH (Handsome Hubby ~ keep up people!) decided to put some cedar shakes in the gable peaks, best decision ever!!! Its beautiful!!! I love the color we (HH) chose for the siding. Cypress. Who would think I would have a green house? lol :)
~ Random topic change~
Do you know how to make my Pack really really happy? Buy them popsicles. weird? I know. and make sure you buy 2 boxes. one tropical flavored and one original flavored. that way there is an abundance of banana flavored ones. and my personal opinion? banana popsicles really do not taste like bananas.
Mouth requested a box of only banana flavored popsicles. you cannot buy a box of popsicles that are only one flavor. maybe I should check online. that would be a great bday or Christmas gift for Mouth... hmmm... a box of only banana flavored popsicles and a jumbo jar of pickles. she would be in heaven. weird? I know.
~Random topic change~
Did you know that the "p" in "popsicles" is supposed to be capitalized? weird? I know.
~Random topic change~
Do you know how to get out of helping work on the house? Throw yourself off a ladder and land on a pile of bricks and a sawzall (it sawz ALL). And land half in and half out of a cement window-well-type-of-thing.
No. I didn't really throw myself off the ladder. It WENT OUT FROM UNDER ME. I tried to explain this to HH. "I was leaning over and trying to yank the rest of that board off the house. The hammer bounced back, and the ladder went one way and I went the other."
That, my friends, is how I explained it to HH.
Beans, who was right next to me when the ladder WENT OUT FROM UNDER ME, I guess she saw it slightly differently. ?
She pipes up and tells HH, " naw, I was there. I saw it all dad. It looked like she THREW herself off that ladder. I don't think she wants to help with the house." she tells him this with a straight face. never cracked a smile. not a single giggle. total serious face.
"WHAT?!?!? are you kidding me????" that's not what happened! as I am arguing with her and telling her that is just NOT true, I catch a glimpse of HH, his shoulders are shaking. He's trying not to let me see that he is laughing. He is laughing so hard that the ladder that he was on was shaking.
they are all against me.
~Random topic change~
2 months till I have a 16 yr old in the house. 16 seems like such a BIG number. doesn't it? much bigger than 15. it scares me. just a little. ok. A LOT! I feel a nervous break down coming on.
HH (Handsome Hubby ~ keep up people!) decided to put some cedar shakes in the gable peaks, best decision ever!!! Its beautiful!!! I love the color we (HH) chose for the siding. Cypress. Who would think I would have a green house? lol :)
~ Random topic change~
Do you know how to make my Pack really really happy? Buy them popsicles. weird? I know. and make sure you buy 2 boxes. one tropical flavored and one original flavored. that way there is an abundance of banana flavored ones. and my personal opinion? banana popsicles really do not taste like bananas.
Mouth requested a box of only banana flavored popsicles. you cannot buy a box of popsicles that are only one flavor. maybe I should check online. that would be a great bday or Christmas gift for Mouth... hmmm... a box of only banana flavored popsicles and a jumbo jar of pickles. she would be in heaven. weird? I know.
~Random topic change~
Did you know that the "p" in "popsicles" is supposed to be capitalized? weird? I know.
~Random topic change~
Do you know how to get out of helping work on the house? Throw yourself off a ladder and land on a pile of bricks and a sawzall (it sawz ALL). And land half in and half out of a cement window-well-type-of-thing.
No. I didn't really throw myself off the ladder. It WENT OUT FROM UNDER ME. I tried to explain this to HH. "I was leaning over and trying to yank the rest of that board off the house. The hammer bounced back, and the ladder went one way and I went the other."
That, my friends, is how I explained it to HH.
Beans, who was right next to me when the ladder WENT OUT FROM UNDER ME, I guess she saw it slightly differently. ?
She pipes up and tells HH, " naw, I was there. I saw it all dad. It looked like she THREW herself off that ladder. I don't think she wants to help with the house." she tells him this with a straight face. never cracked a smile. not a single giggle. total serious face.
"WHAT?!?!? are you kidding me????" that's not what happened! as I am arguing with her and telling her that is just NOT true, I catch a glimpse of HH, his shoulders are shaking. He's trying not to let me see that he is laughing. He is laughing so hard that the ladder that he was on was shaking.
they are all against me.
~Random topic change~
2 months till I have a 16 yr old in the house. 16 seems like such a BIG number. doesn't it? much bigger than 15. it scares me. just a little. ok. A LOT! I feel a nervous break down coming on.
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