Our lovely area of Texas is being hit by a TON of rain- it’s been raining since yesterday afternoon- almost 24 hours now. And it looks like we may be getting some more later today. There are flood warnings and advisories out for my county and several other surrounding counties.
Looks like a day of cleaning (*sigh* if I must) and reading. Maybe even a little craft time. My sewing machine has been feeling lonely lately…
Thankfully, I had an idea that we might be experiencing some rainy days so I ordered Hali and myself several books apiece on amazon.com a week and a half ago. Yay! I love that my girl gets just as excited about new books as I do! So we are both going to be curled up with new books today.
I have admittedly been avoiding blogging. Not because I don’t have anything to say- I do! For goodness sakes, we just bought THE most beautiful house!
It’s because I haven’t changed that blog header up there since the holidays. And I’m embarrassed. I’ve spent a couple of nights hunting down freebies to throw up there and I am just very unhappy with what I come up with. Some where in the uploading-to-photobucket-and-trying-to-make-it-work process I become frustrated after too many errors and give up.
So, I am thinking of having someone take a look at the ol’ blog and giving her a makeover. Then maybe my embarrassment will lessen. So until then, rest assured, my guilt will be eating at me.
Speaking of eating:
Best batch of homemade bread I’ve made thus far. We had a cold snap a couple weeks ago and I knew it would be the last one, so I baked up a storm. Baking is a lot less fun here in the summer. It’s just too dang hot to have your oven on for long periods of time.
My bodily functions are out of control. The past couple days I haven’t been able to decide whether I wanted to pee or cry or cough. Seriously. Stress affects me oddly.
The past few months of driving around every weekend, searching, a few arguments, stress, paperwork, saving money, moving money around, and hoping have all come down to today. We are supposed to be closing on our very first house this afternoon!
I am so worried something will happen last minute and it won’t happen- that’s what has been going on ALL week. There were countless issues to sort through with the underwriters. I’m not going to bad mouth anyone, but our loan officer could have been a tadmore prepared and better organized. And by tad I mean a LOT. Hee.
So hopefully, in a few hours, we will be the proud new owners of a beautiful new home! Then I will tell you all about it in mind numbing detail!
Moving time is also de-cluttering time. I am determined not to bring things that I don’t absolutely love with us. So far a few old frames and wedding presents have not made the cut. I literally have a bag of bad presents from Christmas and my birthday. I still don’t know what to do with that.
But hardest of all is what to do with Hali’s old things? Do I box up and keep her old clothes just to drag them along with us so that they may spend their eternal slumber in a new attic- destined to never see the light of day again? Right now we have no plans on them ever being used by this family again.
It’s difficult to weigh the sentimental against the practical. And I gotta tell you- the practical almost always wins. I’ve already given away all but her most recently outgrown clothes. So I guess I know what I have to do. Anyone need some size 5 girls clothes?
Also to toss? All those little dust collectors. Little statuettes and things that were given to me as gifts in the past seven years. They’re just not me. I love love LOVE home decor. But I love functionality more. Most of my decorative items also serve a purpose. I have a fondness for white ceramic and milk glass dishes, vases, pots, etc.
Having said this, the husband mentioned the other day throwing out our pre-marriage memorabilia. Don’t get me wrong, there is not a lot that has made it this far and it all fits into a little(ish) box. But it seems like a shame to throw out my husband’s yearbooks, my senior year scrapbook, senior year pictures, etc. These memories are all too quickly fading, and I know that when my daughter is experiencing those things herself I am going to want to look back at my high school experience- and I may need the help that these things offer to trigger the memories.
If the seven (well, eight counting this one) moves in as many years have taught me anything, it’s to keep the clutter level low. The more stuff you have the more stuff you have to pack and move.
Tags: motivation, pool, swim suit season, work out
Our new house (I say that like its ours- it’s still not, we have no closing date yet) has a pool in the back yard. Down here in Texas that is a definite plus. And not that unusual in this area either.
I just realized that when you get in a pool? One generally has a swim suit on. And while I can suck in my gut just as good as the rest of them, I can’t get my thighs sucked in or my arms to quit being so friendly (they wave back).
So I have resorted to bribing myself to get on my treadmill every day. At least one mile a day. Plus my classes at the gym I normally take. How sad is it that I have to bribe myself to consistently work out?
The really sad thing is that after I work out? I feel AWESOME! I mean, I am just one happy camper after I step off that treadmill. Must be due to the chemicals your body releases or something. But the next day I keep putting it off. It’s like there is something in my brain that has equated exercise with unpleasantness and I can’t get around it.
On second thought, it could be that I am just glad to not be looking at my measurements that I wrote down and put on my treadmill to give me motivation.
As I was critiquing my body ( hey, it’s not the best way to go about things, but it gets you motivated), it got me thinking. What part of my body do I like the most? The least? You hear this question asked all the time. I would say that I like my hair the most and my lower stomach (my mama pooch) the least. Now you.
Tags: crafts, family time, valentine's day crafts, valentines day, weekend break
Substitutes have been called in for the class that Jeremy and I teach every Sunday. People have been informed that we are not going to be around. We will be around. Just not for any one else, if that makes any sense?
This weekend we decided that out poor over tired and over stressed family needs some quality family chill out time. This weekend we aren’t worrying about taking care of anything or anyone but ourselves. Phones will be off tomorrow morning.
We are going to have a nice leisurely breakfast complete with cinnamon rolls. Then we may even eventually get out of our pajamas and do some shopping. Furniture shopping! With the sales going on this weekend, I can’t resist taking a look. After all, our loan is in underwriting and we are about to be the proud new owners of a much larger house than the one we are currently in. This calls for more furniture! I love furniture.
And let’s not forget that it being Valentine’s Day mean lots of dessert and treat making. I have strawberries for dipping in chocolate at the ready. We may even get ambitious and do some cookies.
This? Is the extent of my plans for this weekend. Doesn’t it sound wonderful?! A weekend of doing NOTHING!
Crafting and sewing sound like welcome activities for Hali and I to do Sunday and I bet a nap will be a necessity for Jeremy!
Here are some crafts from last Valentine’s Day that never got posted:
Valentine’s paper heart garland strung together with a strand of red sequins!
I believe this was purchased at Hobby Lobby. It’s made of wood which Hali painted red and then we hung it from the light above our breakfast table.
Heart shaped cardboard boxes that we decorated with paint, glue, glitter, stickers and ribbon. Hali and I both thoroughly enjoyed making these and they really are a great craft for you to do with your kids- everyone can work on their own, they are reasonably cheap and they turn out cute. Fill them up with treats and give them away or keep them for yourselves. Or both- that’s what we did!
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Tags: Dora the Explorer, Hitler, mustache, Nazi
I’m not sure what exactly the little black squiggly line was supposed to be in Hali’s mind, but I know what it looked like to me… I just could seem to help myself from doing the Nazi salute to the coloring book and cackling like crazy. Poor Hali. She chose to leave the room rather than put up with my odd sense of humor.
With my birthday arriving last week, I began to think about what a great year I had being 25. We moved back to the area that I had been missing (it’s not Idaho, but hey, beggars can’t be choosers). I’ve made some great new friends. A trip to the beach. Another trip to the beach. A trip to Idaho. Hurricane Ike (well, that was not good, but it was monumental). Homeschooling my daughter. Celebrating our seventh wedding anniversary. Buying our first home.
In fact, I think that 25 was so great, I am going to do it again. This year, I will be turning 25. Again. Instead of reaching 29 and staying there for a few years, I am going to start doubling up. I will actually only have a birthday every other year.
Unfortunately, the husband does not think that this is as good of a plan as I had hoped. I suppose that within a few years that would work out to make him even older than me than he already is. That and the math would quickly work out to him having made me a mama when I wasn’t even old enough to date.
Oh, well, it’s not like 26 is even slightly old, right? Right?!