Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Look but don't touch. (Or talk)
Case Closed
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
Goats are Good part Deux
Finished
Happy 100th Post to my Peeps
Sorry for your absence, Mindi. Wish you could have been there. I could have shared my dreams about you.
Where do I begin

since last Thursday.
Spent the day in bed on Saturday and watched show after show on HGTV.

Have you noticed how tricky they are? As soon as Design on a Dime completes, they jump right into Design to Sell. No commercial break. I am sucked in before I can get up to pee. However, I did learn how to turn a bookshelf into a cushioned seat and toy box all in one blow and that i shouldn't be afraid to use a little color. I also discovered if only I would give a little more to the world, Vern Yip would come give me a little Deserving Design.
Had some of the extended fam over for din din last night. Baja Chipotle Chicken Tacos, Corn Salsa, Salad and completed the feast with Oatmeal Carmelitas. Positively Delish. After the feast, Kell, Kourt, LaDawna (Kell's Friend) and I played a rousing game of Rummy

infused with Kelli's crazy rules. We call this version KRUMMY. New rules as we deal each hand and they always benefit the rule maker.
Well, I feel the fever which burns down deep rising to the surface and my pillow is calling. I hope no one else gets sick. Ugh.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Monday, August 4, 2008
Really Monday
We are targeted. Jack's scooter was also lifted.
Joel and I spent Saturday cleaning the garage.
Didn't think it was necessary to lock up goods in the garage,
but looks like I'll start doing just that.
Trying to refinance... housing prices are dropping and looks like we won't be able to save as much as we had hoped. (And I SO wanted to pick up a new car for Wil.)
So.... Saturday, Wil sprouts a wild hair and shaves off his goatee. Um.... not so happy about this, but it is his face and he's been sporting the facial since our engagement in 1993.
I was quite fond of the 'goat'.... made him look a little dangerous. Now, he looks younger than me. While he was taking the blade to his mug, I had tissue time with Katey. My oh-so-insightful 3 year old plainly stated to me, "It's just hair, Mom. It will grow back." Kids say the darnedest things.
Did you catch up there in the first paragraph that we CLEANED the garage? Yep. Our car has it's home back. Just a bit of strain, a mind of determination and sweat~lots and lots of sweat. I can now pretend to NOT be home.








