I don’t know why, but the door to the closet in the living room has always looked like the perfect place for art and letters to my children. Every time Evan finds a writing implement, he aims for that door. I have magic erasered crayon, pen, pencil, marker and eye liner off that door. Finally, […]
Since we have been without a/c, I have found that extreme heat brings a new level of filth that is beyond tolerable. The temperature in the house makes everyone crabby and listless. Nobody has any energy to clean. When we do try to clean, the fans blow the dust and dog hair everywhere, even as […]
The a/c replacement means that junk has to finally be hauled to the trash and outgrown clothes are getting driven to Goodwill. Cleaning makes me happy. August Happiness Challenge
It’s cooler outside than it is in our house right now, so I’m going to hide in the basement and read until Doug gets home and then I’m going to sit in the air conditioned mall and read while Evan plays on the playground there. I’ll check back in a few hours to see if […]
Doug leaves town on Sunday for SEVEN days of playing Boy Scout. I feel dizzy and a little nauseous just typing those words. So, what will break while Doug is away? a. dishwasher b. washing machine c. dryer d. air conditioning e. other Two of the choices involve potential floods inside the house, but the […]
Tommy’s room took 6 days. The girls’ room took a week and a half. Noah’s room took 2 days. Next summer I’m sending all of the children to relatives and getting all three rooms straightened in one week. Danny and Lucy get Sarah, because she is the most helpful. Tomorrow’s to do list: birthday party […]
Will trade one indoor cat that is the reincarnation of Rip Van Winkle AND one outside cat that will murder birds, bunnies, moles, squirrels and bats and leave their remains on your front step for one creature that will kill and eat indoor spiders. Spiders that eat other spiders need not apply.
I have bad timing. I also have a bad sense of direction, but that’s a different problem altogether. Only someone with bad timing would have four of their children’s birthdays all occur within the same 30 days (Amy’s birthday is this weekend). Last night I missed a phone call because I was busy torturing Sarah. […]
Tommy’s room organizing and cleaning seems to have become one of MY summer projects. If I have to do it, you are not allowed to complain about what gets packed away, given away or thrown away.
I know I’ve said it before, but birds flying into my peanut butter fingerprinted and slobbery dog nose streaked windows is enough to make me doubt Darwinism.