Listening, half watching American Idol. Love that. Danny is so good and I don't even like country much. Still can't wait for Adam.
Had a nice but way too short conversation with my friend Tami, today. We gotta make time to have a longer chat. I have felt so removed from the salon life, which is my own doing. I tend to be a bit of a hermit. Living in this kind of weather doesn't help my hermit like tendencies. It's tax time and Tami had to talk about that. Our favorite time of year, blah. But good excuse to chat. I do miss the interaction with everyone and of course the clients. I gotta get moved into this house so I can get a job and get into the groove. Speaking of the house, things are coming together. Bob is off tomorrow and will be off until Monday. We should be able to get a lot done. He talked to his brother in Missouri today. He is coming out here in mid April, to help us move. I am glad on many levels. Bob has such a hit and miss family situation and he is close to this brother. He will be a big help to Bob because they work well together and the girls are excited to see their uncle. Sometimes the phone rings and a blessing comes down the pipeline.
The girls are doing well, sleeping in, going shopping with me, eating lunch out, buying Nintendo games, etc. Not too shabby.
Even though he is off tomorrow, Bob is already in bed and has been since 7:00. Poor tired baby. He will be off tomorrow but he will work his tail off. I swear I have never seen someone work as hard as he can and does.
Just to touch on something that Tami and I talked about. I am doing okay if anyone was wondering. It was getting hard there in the last couple of weeks. Like I mentioned in a prior post, I have my highs and lows. I was in the lowlands but have successfully climbed up to a hill for now. I am still waiting for a sunny spring, warm day but so are a lot of Washingtonians. It's talked about on the news every day, how unusually cold it is, how non sunny it is, how weird this winter and early spring have been. I don't feel so bad when the weather irritates me when I know I have plenty of company.
I will make some promises to quite being an isolationist and will reach out there.

Yep, that is where the girls and I were today. Riley says it's like going to a museum with a really big gift shop. HA!
Got some house stuff. It's all coming together. Had to stop and return some stuff at a Walmart down south. I will not be going back there anytime soon. Nothing that I can pinpoint without looking like a horrible snob, but let's just say the clientel is not to my liking...
Dropped off some more stuff at the new house and now home for dinner and American Idol. Gotta spend the evening with my new boyfriend Adam. He is soooo talented, way outshines everyone else in the competition. There is another guy that we like really well too so rootin' for him. Adam may have a different gender preference than what I would need for him to have but I still have a crush on him. Whenever Bob sees him he makes fun of him. This does nothing to make me like Bob.
Very weird weather day. WINDY, cloudy, rainy, hail, sun, etc.
Makin' some din din and over and out!!!

Retail Therapy

Day one of spring break is off to a great start. Retail therapy. We need big ticket items from Target. Barstools and a microwave oven. Found some great barstools and ordered them from Target.com, free shipping, who could resist???
Girls have Target gift cards that are ready to burn their clothing into smoldering ashes. The negotiations going on between them right now is quite entertaining. Slept in on our first day off just as promised. Weather man says we are below the normal highs for this time of year. It's because I moved here...
Home to pack and off to the new house to unpack. Lots to do. Lots to bitch about.
It's all good.

Extreme Home Makeover

Tonight was a big night for us as far at T.V. goes. Our friends the Almquist's were the recipients of an extreme home makeover. Chemaine Almquist had asked me and others to write letters and to let certain charities know about them. I have posted about this before. They have an animal sanctuary in Phelan, CA. About 10 miles from our Calif. house. On Extreme Home Makeover they built them a house and a visitor's center and new facilities for the animals. When we moved we called them and asked them if they needed any furniture, etc. They had our couches and chair. They were on the show tonight and Chemaine told Ty Pennington that they had been donated to them by a family, that family would be us! It was sooo cool to see what they did for this great family and great non profit organization.
Fun for us to see.
Spent most of the day at the new house, back and forth, moving lots out of the garage. Tired now, must close.

Happy Birthday Sister

Today is my younger sister's birthday. As usual, I try to use that day as a small blog tribute to that person. I will try to do this with lots of class and feeling and as little tear shed as possible.
I was three when my sister, Sheri was born. I have heard very few stories about me not liking my new baby sister. I seemed pretty okay with her. Of course as we got older, that changed considerably. We just had the usual sibling squabbles, nothing too serious. Eventually that gave way to what we have evolved into today. The very best of friends... ever.
To sum it up, we have each other's backs. We may not always agree nor do we have to agree on everything just because we are siblings but most of the time it works out that way. We would drop anything and everything to help the other out. We have celebrated all of our greatest days together as well as all of our heartbreaks together. Each lending support and love to the other. We have shared so many of the same things in our lives that only siblings can. We have had to stick by each other and be there for each other.
My daughters are blessed to have a wonderful auntie. She is the "cool" aunt. She is the one who bought them the loud toys, let them eat popsicles for breakfast and baked cookies with them. She is the sounding board for them when they don't want mom to know everything. She takes them shopping and kisses their hurts. She is the other mom to my girls.
She has given me the gift of my one and only niece. She is a fabulous mom herself and of course I like to brag and say that she got it all from watching me. But that would be short changing her. She is a great mom in her own right. Her sweet daughter is a reflection of the good parenting she gets.
My youngest sister is sometimes my oldest sister. She watches out for me with a ferocity of a mother lion. She has taken care of me when I have been so close to the edge. She has been my health advocate when noone else could help. She was there for the births of both her nieces and was a big help to her brother in law, Bob.
Probably more than 90% of the funny stories about my life involve my sister. Every funny memory, funny occurence, quote or whatever is somehow connected to Sheri. The real thing is this, I love my sister, she and I are not perfect, close but not perfect. I have and always will cherish my relationship with her. We seem to be able to have a pretty darn good time together and look forward to those times.
I feel very very blessed to have my sister also be my closest friend in the world, the best confidant, the whole package.
Happy Birthday to my sweet baby sister and hope today is filled with all that you love and all of the joy like you give to me.

Slideshow

I put together a little slideshow above of the outdoors at our new house. Enjoy...

Teachers are special people

It takes someone special to be a teacher. I have teachers in my family and teacher friends and had lots of clients as teachers. Having spent the entire day with 50 fifth graders reminded me of this fact. I've actually always really liked going to the girl's schools and helping out. Kids crack me up. Some kids are so shy, some are tough nuts to crack and some are just annoying. They are fun to joke around with and you can tell them anything and they believe you because you are an adult. Today was filled with "are you Riley's mom?" I usually answered with "that depends". My quilling station went well except for the threetimes that kids spilled ink. Black, permanent ink. I thought the teacher was going to have a litter of kittens when she saw the first spill. Luckily, the janitor had this magical green stuff in a spray bottle and it got all the ink out of everywhere. You gotta love a janitor. Teachers have always told me that you make friends with the janitor, he's the one that knows how to get things done.
Kids were dressed up and they looked great. Some really authentic looking costumes and even boys in white powdered wigs. There was a game of nine pins, corn meal cakes, gingerbread, pinch pots of clay, churning butter, candles, sock dolls and wampum. Every kid received wampum after they did the craft. It's beads for a necklace. Ours were macaroni. High class stuff...
Now I am being serenaded by two wild 11 year olds and a 14 year old wrestling on the living room floor. World Wrestling Championships.
Tomorrow is all about cleaning and packing and moving. Looking forward to being in our cute lil house.
Back to Riley, on Thursday they had to do their own living history museum. Kids and parents from the school would come up to the 5th graders and ask them questions about their character. Riley was a plantation owner's wife and her name was Elizabeth Ingalls. She told them that she was "stuck up" and that because she was the wife of a tobacco plantation owner that she was supposed to be that way. Her teachers all complimented me on how "poised" she was and self confident. I was glad to hear it, though not surprised.
Signing off now, Bob has the new James Bond movie on pause for us down stairs.

Quotes from Benjamin Franklin and other ponderings

“Energy and persistence conquer all things.” Benjamin Franklin

That is my personal mantra. Thanks Ben. Also, I could use a few thousand of those papers, you know those rectangular ones, green in color, and the number 100 on it. I
I made the mistake of showing Bob some of the colonial quotes. Now I am getting a lecture about democracy and the decline of our civilization. Man...
I am done cleaning the major stuff at the new house, done with contact and non contact paper in all the cupboards, drawers, etc.
I either smell like bleach all of the time now or it is permanently embedded into my nostrils. I am wearing a mask while I use the bleach, but the lavender scented Clorox wipes smell much better. I am wearing gloves too but my hands feel like 80 grit sandpaper. If anyone needs some sanding done on their woodworking project, give me a holler. Now it's time to do like my sister says "put your head down and plow through". This is in reference to the actual moving.
Sid is finishing up her "Sludge" experiment for science. You get a beaker full of crap and have to figure out what solids and liquids are in your crap, er...sludge.
It has been a three week or more project. She is so over it. Ready for spring break.
Riley too, is ready for her colonial project to be over. They worked those little 5th graders over but good. Let's just say the taste of freedom for a whole week is sweet.
I gotta go, Bob just ripped his entire big toe nail off. He is bleeding like a freak and cussing like a sailor. He doesn't have to hurt himself in order to curse like a sailor, it comes naturally. I can't help him, its got blood and I have gotten queasy in my old age. I used to be able to handle that stuff better than I do now. I wonder why. Oh, he is in the shower, I get a reprieve.
Riley got invited to dinner at Dustin's house. Now that he has professed his true love for Riley, he is hanging around all of the time, driving Sid crazy. The only thing worse than having a younger sister is having her and her friends around.
And remember what Ben said "Early to bed and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise".

Motown Night

Tonight on American Idol it is Motown Night. For those who don't watch AI, there is a theme each week, like country or an artist like Michael Jackson. Usually a famous musician that has something to do with the theme or with that artist helps the contestants. Tonight, being Motown Night means that Smokey Robinson is the artist who helped the contestants. Bob and I love Smokey. I love Motown. Even though I was born in the mid 60's, I have listened to a lot of Motown. I love the history behind its inception, the history of the artists, etc...
Spent some time at the other house today. I am almost finished with the kitchen and almost finished with the girls bathroom. I have to go back to Freddie's and get a couple more rolls of shelf liner and that should finish that up. The house is super clean but there are a few things that needed to be done. No matter who cleaned with what, there are just certain things that you have to do yourself and give yourself peace of mind. SOooo.... the cleaning will end and the moving in begins. Yay...
Riley's Colonial Project is on Friday. All of her reports, etc. are due and the whole day at school is Colonial day for the fifth grade. I am in charge of the quilling station. I will help kids write colonial sayings in cursive with turkey feathers and walnut ink. Benjamin Franklin had lots to say and is responsible for many of the sayings and quotes we use to this day. If you have never read or seen a book or documentary about Ben, do so. You will be amazed at the things he invented. Yes, we all know about electricity but he was responsible for so much more. Sometimes the History Channel will have a documentary about him. Set your Tivo.
I had a woman make Riley's costume. She is a plantation owner's wife. I will take a couple of pics of her in it to share. She looks adorable in it. Riley has really embraced this whole project and knows so much about this period in history.
Sid is busy with her homework. American Idol does not help with concentration of the homework. It's too hard to NOT watch.
Tomorrow will be more of the same, and then I will be at the school all day Friday. Quilling, turkey feathers, walnut ink, parchment, oy...

It's Not that Bad

As you follow along with my blog(it will be a year in June!!!) you will notice that I have hills and valleys. My posts are like my days. It looks like a graph with peaks and dips. I know all of the positive points. "Things will always get better" and "There is always someone out there with problems worse than yours". I am well aware. I like to use my blog to post how I am feeling at that time or a culmination of how I am feeling that day. I usually always have a pretty good, happy, a little interesting day. For the most part I am happy. It may not always sound that way but I do have optimism and do see the glass half full most days. I do think that we as a society in general place way too much importance on being happy. God never ever promised us happiness here on earth. Lucky for us that comes later... To be direct without going on and on, it's all about how you deal with what you are given. Do you blow up? Get angry? Complain? Do you pray for guidance, patience, understanding? Do try to blow off the small irritating crap and reserve your energy for when the big stuff comes down? I try to let the small stuff go but when it accumulates into a large ball of problems I tend to lose my patience and understanding. I am better at the big stuff and can go into damage control at the snap of a finger.
Sooo... I just wanted to lighten the mood a bit and tell everyone not to worry that Little Mary Sunshine will be back soon. As soon as she lets off some steam, her knee scabs over and she gets the four hundred thousand boxes packed and moved, she will be back to her sunshiny, bubbly self...

One of Those Days

When I reflect on my day, it is a day of color. Not in a pretty rainbow kind of color day. It starts as a heavy gray wool blanket day. It becomes punctuated with bright red and then melts into a globby kind of blue. It ends today with a smooth glow of cool blue and warm browns. The weather was the gloomy kind. Me tripping on my outside steps leading up to my front door and tearing my knee open was the red and how I feel about things right now is the blue. It was one of those kind of days that I look forward to the cool blue and warm brown, that means I am snuggled into my favorite big bed, T.V. on laptop on. I spent the morning at the other house, shelf paper, cleaning, de-scrunging. I ran over to Fred Meyer and got more contact paper, large bandaids for my knee, a few grocery items and off to pick up children.
Home and bed. I got things for dinner that the girls could handle. We are going to spend this month eating what we already have in the pantry and freezer so there will be less to move. No one in this house will starve, I am a hoarder so there is plenty of everything in that kitchen. Paper towels, napkins, etc. I live in fear of running out of all types of important paper items and canned goods. If you didn't know me, you would think that I grew up in a one room cabin with 14 brothers and sisters and that my dad worked the coal mines. I am not sure where the paper product hoarding comes from. I digress...
Here is hoping that tomorrow is that rainbow color day, well... it doesn't have to be a "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" kind of day but just a little brighter than today.

Some Times it's Like...

Ordering a large delicous looking ice cream sundae with all the good stuff, hot fudge, nuts, etc and after the third bite you find a long hair stuck on your spoon.
It all goes well, smooth almost, too good to be true... well that is stretching it. Nothing in my world is ever too good to be true. I can't, and refuse to go into specifics but I will say that you go merrily along and reality pulls you back into it's evil clutches. I have always struggled with this. If everything is going well I tend to question it. I know the other shoe will drop. I can never get myself to completely enjoy something because I know that the something good is always followed up with the something not so good. Self sabotage? I don't think so, it has happened too often for too long. I am glad for the good but it's always too short lived. Now I am getting that overwhelmed, too much to do, deal with feeling, again. I am sure that moving for the second time in less than a year is not helping my overall good outlook, but then when you throw on added stress triggers it's hard for me to use all of my coping skills. I would like to run away. I think that everyone has felt that way once or twice in their lives...
It's always the darkest before the dawn so I will get my flashlight and navigate my way through.
Some warmer, sunnier weather would help. I'll just bet that everyone in California who had to suffer because I was always hot is laughing their asses off at me now.
I am always cold, its always cold, my hands are frozen. The girls complain about being cold all of the time. They are over it. Our wonderful friend/neighbor called tonight and Riley answered the phone. She heard our friend's voice and dissolved into sobs. She couldn't even talk to her. It was really sad. We chatted about lots of things, our lives were quite intertwined when we lived there and then she told us that the tenants in our house are less that stellar. Nothing really bad but bad enough. Bob and I have struggled with them and with our decisions about our Calif. house for a long while now. He promptly fell asleep while I was still on the phone so knows nothing. I wish I could just roll over and fall into a deep snoring sleep. I won't. I can't. I have also missed half of "House" and while I have TIVO I was all excited. It doesn't take much to make me happy. I have not heard from my one job prospect but frankly, when would I have time to work right now? Maybe they will call when I need them too. Who knows at this point. I know I should call and follow up and perhaps I will tomorrow. Tomorrow is another day right?

It's Political Today

WARNING*POLITICAL RANT* MY POINT OF VIEW!!!

I heard, did not watch but heard a few sound bites of President Obama's interview on 60 Minutes. I understand how when you are overwhelmed, tired, etc. you do get "punch -drunk" and sometimes you laugh when all you really want to do is cry. I just have a feeling that if Steve Kroft were interviewing George Bush and he laughed about our economic crisis how much criticism would he have received?
A TON! TEN TONS! It would be on every news channel, the Daily Show, etc. Then, when asked about his laughter he responds with a comment about Iraq "being the least of his problems right now" hmmm... Mr. Obama has been in office a little over 2 months or so and I am personally over it. I admit I was kind of over it when it was announced that he had won the election, but I was sitting back to see what he was all about like many people were.

Well... being on Jay Leno? He is not a celebrity, he is the leader of a WORLD power, the leader of the free world! Not Nicolas Cage promoting "National Treasure". He sat in the same seat that Drew Barrymore sat in to promote "He's just not that into you". For shit's sake Mr. Obama!
And then to spout off about Special Olympics? Okay, let's be fair, we get with our friends or in a social environment and we feel comfortable enough to make off color comments, I am famous for it myself. The big difference between me and Obama? He is the freakin' president of the United States. Don't go on shows that you clearly do not belong on and get yourself into a situation like that where everyone is hanging on your EVERY word. You hold the responsibility of every single organization, club, race, religion, physical disability, mental disability, social standing, economic standing and situation of the United States in your hands. Tall order huh? You take that responsibility on when you declared your intent to run for office. It's hard, it's making you gray haired, I understand, but it's a fact. We all need to let off some steam, but you have to be careful where and with whom you do that. I have had a very public career in my own way in my own world and I have always been very aware of that. Tact, concern, etc. gotta watch it. I have never been a fan of the "double standard" and am not fan of it when it comes to the office of the President. I just keep thinking if that had been President Bush, he would have been drug across hot coals, bed of nails, broken glass, spears, arrows, bullets, you get my drift...
I saw that someone had called the President "Barak-star". That makes me wanna spit.
He is not a rock star, he is our president. To make that comparison is dangerous. I think that the "rock star" status is a negative comparison. Rock stars are associated with drugs, alcohol, partying, women, groupies and no responsibility for your actions. I happen to love rock stars and rock music but it's entertainment. Can we afford to have someone in office that is being compared to the attributes of Mick Jagger? (no offense, I am a huge Rolling Stones fan)


I wonder how funny he thinks it will all be when our great country goes further into the crapper and he is trying to negotiate with terrorists? Maybe he can soothe the savage beast by strumming his guitar...

Hope Springs Eternal

Or something like that...
Here are some pics of my pretty flowers on my deck and will post a couple of pics from the house that I took yesterday.
Riley's sleepover went well. They are good girls and get a long great and aren't too loud and annoying. I made them happy face pancakes and bacon for breakfast and then over to the new house. They played badminton out in the yard and Sid helped me clean.
We blasted music from my Ipod and that made it all go much better.
Sid went over to a girlfriends last night and watched the DVD "Twilight". She said it was good, different than the book but still really liked it and the soundtrack.
My current landlord has called and e mailed me today as he wants to show the house tomorrow between 9-11 A.M. This is making me crabby. I have always felt weird about using colorful language on a Sunday, whether I have gone to church or not but this showing the house crap is making it hard for me to not want to yell some really colorful stuff about now.
I emailed him back and told him no. I am still waiting for his reply. Ugh...

Sun on Saturday

Riley has her friend Sam over to spend the night. I bought junk food galore for them. They had hot dogs and Tator Tots for dinner. Sid is at a friend's house watching the much anticipated movie "Twilight" that just came out today on DVD.
I am so proud of my little offspring, being in a new place and making friends. They are so good.
Sid and I went to the grocery store and then over to the new house. I shot some photos. Some of the house and lots of the outdoors. The rhododendrons are just beginning to bloom. The whole "Pugetopolis" will be blooming soon, so gorgeous. They come in so many colors and varieties.
Nice, dry day today. Still chilly but no rain. More "spring like" than yesterday.
I ended up at Ikea and Walmart yesterday. I did get a few things but not what I had hoped. I will have to try some other retail establishments. Dang, more shopping, I hope I can hack it...
The girls are in Riley's room. Hangin' out and I can hear them chattering about classmates.
Gotta get in that kitchen and clean up the Hot dog, tator tot feast...

You can look but you can't touch

Dark, rainy morning except when you look east towards the Cascades, sunny with clouds and snow, beautiful.
It's the first day of spring. The morning news making such a huge deal about it. If you didn't know you wouldn't be able to tell. Same weather as yesterday. I know some long term Seattle residents that are anxiously awaiting some nice weather so I know it can't just be me being a Calif. transplant cry baby.
Busy weekend, packing and moving stuff over to the new place. Sid and I went over after school yesterday and did a few little things. Nothing much, just trying to get acquainted with the place. The more we are there, the more we like it.
Haven't heard anything on the job front for me which kind of bums me out and then again, with moving, it doesn't bum me out. Something will happen when it is supposed to. That's me displaying a little faith...
So off I go, diving into my list of things, enjoy your weekend and if you get bored fly on up here and help me pack up my 8,000 pieces of dinnerware and kitchen gadgets.

Some thoughts, Some Photos

Going to the parent meeting tonight for Riley's Outdoor Education Camp trip. It is for all of the 5th graders and it's for three days. It is a beach setting on the Puget Sound. The pictures look awesome. Bob says he is jealous, he wants to go too. He get plenty of chances next year with the new school. These are a couple of pictures from the camp's website. Beautiful huh?

The plumber just left. Hallefreakinlua... One whole day yesterday til Bob gave them the boot and then till 11:30 today.
Gloomy outside today, rainy, dark, gray,chilly day.

Sid took photos at the new house while Bob and I did the wheelin & dealin'. They aren't panoramic or prize winning photography but will post more as we get moved in.
It was fabulous to be able to see the lights reflecting off of the lake last night. While it is nowhere near the lake front home that my aunt and uncle have, it's our little slice of happiness. Looking forward to having everyone over this summer.

Just Call Me June

As in Cleaver. My new house is so retro and vintage...
Well, it's all final and official. We are the new occupants of a different home!
I am excited, really excited. It is a very circa 1950-60's house and I really like that. We signed lease papers tonight and then spent another hour just looking at everything!
It was just nice to leave my bedroom. The plumber ended up being here ALL day and has to come back tomorrow. Joy... Our current landlord had already listed this house for rent. He didn't mention to us at all and am wondering if he just thinks we will show it whenever? The ad says showing by appointment only, but still... oh bother.

Here are a couple of pictures of Riley that I took last night at her concert. She is getting so mature. When she is with her friends(she was with her two BFFs last night) she is such the little teenager.
The plumber is here along with the landlord who is helping him. I am glad he is here with him and he is tearing the kitchen apart, otherwise I would be freaking out wondering what the landlord was gonna say. I am hiding in my bedroom, I have a lovely headache and am keeping the spoiled brat cat away from everyting. He would be right in there crawling around and being a nuisance. He is currently sleeping in in my closet in one of my purses.
The kitchen is trashed. The dishwasher has been pulled out and there is drywall torn up from under the sink and behind the dishwasher. It looks like it will be a while before the kitchen is up and running again... darn... I may have to order out tonight...

Green is my favorite color

Happy almost belated St. Patrick's day. I made corned beef & cabbage for dinner to celebrate. Bob paid me a compliment. He said that was my best cornbeef/cabbage ever. It's funny, I probably put less effort into it this year than I ever have. I just didn't have or make the time. Riley had to be at the jr. high early for practice because she had a concert tonight. I had a haircut appointment at 9:30 down south, it takes me a half hour because of traffic to get to the stylist. I had to be back by noon to pick Riley up, minimum day due to parent teacher conferences. Riley's conference at 1:00 and it went well. Her teachers told me that she is quite social, compassionate towards others, not shy or intimidated and feel that she is doing well and making improvements in some areas that needed it. She is way up there in the reading, etc. but we are still struggling with math. She is my mirror image! Next week she will start to get tutored. Actually, she and Sid both are going to go to tutoring for math. Sid knows her stuff but is having some test anxiety and is falling behind because of it. She has had to have some things taken away until the math grade improves.
We had Riley's concert at 7:30. Bob was getting a little concerned that he may actually fall asleep during the performance. He gets up so early and it takes a toll, he is not the 26 year old I met and married. He was pleasantly surprised at the talent tonight. The 5th graders did a great job, 6th graders did an outstanding job, Jr. high band did a fabulous job and then there was the high school band. Whoa baby! They were so impressive and so professional and such a pleasure to listen to. At the end, the tradition is to have all of the different bands play together. It was amazing. Bob was so happy that he went and really did not feel tired at all once we got to hear those awesome bands. Sid had to stay home as she had tons of homework and that was fine with Ri as long as I took video of the performance. She had the kitchen all cleaned up for me. The plumber comes early tomorrow morning.
We get to sign the lease on the new house and do the walk thru. I am so excited. Can't wait to post some photos of the lake, etc. The owners were thrilled when I told them I would like to plant some hydrangeas and different flowers. Why wouldn't they be thrilled? It will just make it look all the nicer. Bulbs are a big thing up here and are blooming everywhere right now, I need to get my camera out and take some photos of all of the pretty flowers.
Thursday I will take stock of the new kitchen and buy cleaning supplies. I will start to move a few things over.
I am waiting to hear if I have a job or not, will hopefully hear something soon. I look forward to working again and getting out of the house.
I have to fling my head onto my pillow now, I am kind of pooped. Tomorrow promises to be another fun filled busy day. Eye yi yi.... I shoulda had a green beer when I had the chance!