New week . . .

I really want to get back to blogging daily, but I’m also kind of enjoying my extended break from the online world following being sick.  It’s a fine line, I guess.  As you can see, Mike and Andy are bundled in for the winter – watching the Food Network.
Since I last left you, Andy has officially turned 12!!!!  We did a little visit to KeeWee’s, a new place here – kind of a Chuck E Cheese for older kids and grown ups with a few neighborhood friends to celebrate. There are pictures, but they are on Ian’s or Tim’s camera so I am not holding my breath. 
In the past, we’ve always celebrated Andy and my dad’s birthday together (Andy is the 20th and my dad is the 22nd). Sometimes we get lucky and have my cousin Mandy and/or Uncle Tony here to really fill up the celebration.  This year, however, Mike and I went out to dinner with just my parents.  Andy hung out at the neighbor’s.  Ian and Tim went to a concert. Dan insisted on being in Tallahassee for some reason. I have to say that dinner this year was WAY better than the usual pizza.  How often do you see four adults clean their plates – I mean clean them to the point where the bread is gone, the sauce is gone, the fingers are licked????  That was us. I don’t remember the last time I had such a great meal. It was a really wonderful night.  I’ve said it a million times here, but it’s true, I got really lucky in the parent department.  I would not have believed it when I was 16, but I love hanging out with my parents!
Other news? Not much. Lately Mike and I are struggling with WHAT? I dunno patience with old, old Scout? Patience isn’t the right word, I’m not sure what is the right word. Poor thing is so old and confused, but essentially healthy and pain-free.  But, more and more, she is stinky and farty and constantly slamming into walls and barking at 3 AM.  It’s heartbreaking.  And, still, she has really good days where she runs with Cally and knows who she is.  I’d love for her not to stink, but mostly, I just want her to be happy and pain free for as long as possible.  Anyone who has tips for dealing with really old dogs (Scout will be 15 soon) please share. We’re struggling with feeling guilty for begrudging Scout the care she needs (she gets the care, but I’m not always happy about giving her a bath at 3 AM) and wanting to have her around forever.  I’ve already told the boys to smother me with a pillow when I start walking into walls and smelling bad more often than I smell okay. I had a boyfriend in high school who had “older parents.” He was a senior and his parents already had multiple grand kids.  I thought his mom was a loon for saying “Just push me in front of the Pepsi truck.”  Now I get it.  Wonder what happened to her?

I do have some pictures – gah, I finally, yesterday, bought my own memory card so that I do not have to wade through 100’s of Ian and Tim’s arty photographs just to get to my stupid little pictures.  I labeled it “MOM” all over so here’s hoping things improve!!! 

Here is a dark picture of our bedroom.  We added the two bookshelves and, strangely, our bedroom feels bigger now.  Weird, huh?  You’ll notice the bed is on risers (that strangely resemble romper stompers – we found that Cally cannot dive on top of us in the morning if we raised the bed 5 inches.  $9 well spent – not that pretty, but sleep is priceless, isn’t it?

The computer desk with its new “hammered black” finish.  I am so pleased with how it looks.  I wish I could get a picture of the whole room – it really is much better.  If you haven’t checked out spray paint in the past few years, definitely make a visit to that aisle.  It’s not the drippy, runny stuff you remember.  In fact, it’s kind of magical.

These are the fabrics I picked up for the new quilt for our bedroom.  The colors are not true but you get a sense of the texture.  I just need to find a great red/deep rose and a bit of black fabric.  Rest assured, you will be seeing the progress on the quilt once I get going.  It’s been SO SO long since I made a large quilt – at least 10 years.  I am really looking forward to it.  

Okay, that’s all I’ve got for now. 

One thought on “New week . . .

  1. You'd never know it, but I'm pretty good at painting walls. I'm not so good at painting other things. That desk looks pretty darn good; I'll have to give it a whirl!

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