I'm hoping to blog about something other than the building project we have going on...eventually. Sometimes, Facebook and the blog and real life all mush together and I can't remember what I've shared where. Kinda like in real life when I start in on a story and then say, "Did I tell you this already?!?" Because frankly, my friends, my mind is mush.
I should do more crosswords or something.
Anyways, lest you start to feel too sorry for me about living through construction, I should tell you that other than the fact that my house is somewhat smaller than normal (for the time being) life goes on as usual. Nothing is really disrupted all that much. Even Lucy is getting used to sleeping through the noise.
My kitchen is currently housing my washer and dryer. My friend from England tells me I have now have an English kitchen. I love that. Those English people know what they're doing, because I happen to LOVE it in there.
Summer is going good so far. I'll admit, sometimes my children make me insanely crazy with their bickering and dragging in of sand, and their eating all. day. long, and their changing of clothes 500 times, they're messy hogs really. But they're my messy hogs, and I love them. And in between times of ripping out my own hair, I smile and remember that someday I'm going to miss their hog-i-ness and I'll be totally bored not having to clean up all the time. I'll find myself doing frivilous things, such as showering and wandering around Target aimlessly...which reminds me...Target is waiting for me...right now...with four kids...still worth it.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
It's Begun...
Saturday I awoke to the sound of large machinery.
I knew it could only mean one thing.
And please, by all means, have a good laugh at the "trailor" for the old shingles. I did.
Now, the hole will be dug and the cement people will come...that's as far as I choose to look ahead.
I have one motto regarding remodeling, it's called No Expectations.
So far, it's working swimmingly.
On a completely other note...I learned a lesson about Lucy while grocery shopping with her and her three brothers last week.
1 - She loves M&Ms. Like...a lot.
2 - She rages when I take them away.
3 - They make a huge mess.
I also know you do not visit my blog because of my fantastic photo taking capabilities. It's likely more because of my excellent English grammar. *cough* Either way, thanks for visiting...much appreciated ;)
I knew it could only mean one thing.
And please, by all means, have a good laugh at the "trailor" for the old shingles. I did.
Now, the hole will be dug and the cement people will come...that's as far as I choose to look ahead.
I have one motto regarding remodeling, it's called No Expectations.
So far, it's working swimmingly.
On a completely other note...I learned a lesson about Lucy while grocery shopping with her and her three brothers last week.
1 - She loves M&Ms. Like...a lot.
2 - She rages when I take them away.
3 - They make a huge mess.
I also know you do not visit my blog because of my fantastic photo taking capabilities. It's likely more because of my excellent English grammar. *cough* Either way, thanks for visiting...much appreciated ;)
Friday, May 20, 2011
The Parsonage is Getting Bigger
Hello poor, neglected blog of mine...I've missed you. I think of you often. Let's update.
My husband's a pastor in a tiny town. We live in the parsonage next door. The 100 year old, three bedroom, one bathroom house that I really quite adore. This is all old news...the NEW news is that our church recently voted to add an addition onto the parsonage. A quite large addition, like double-the-parsonage-size type addition.
They will be tearing off the back of the house, which consists of the mud room, little tiny garage, and attic/storage room above it.
They will be adding a 24'x 24' two-story addition. New kitchen, dining, mudroom, and bathroom downstairs and upstairs there will be two new bedrooms, one huge master and one smaller bedroom. Then it will be new windows and siding throughout.
It's going to be a process. A likely long process. Our tiny church never ceases to amaze us, we are humbled and excited.
In order to tear off the back of the house, it required me emptying the attic, which is the room I like to call "I have no idea what to do with the item so I'll just open the door, toss it in and worry about it later." I've done that for close to 6 years now. Let's just say it's taken me weeks and hours of my life to sort through our stuff.
Ridiculous amount of stuff, most of which is sitting in my garage waiting for tiny-town city wide garage sale tomorrow!
It's got me thinking a lot about "stuff" and why we had so much. I never want that much stuff again. I want less stuff in our bigger house, because the stuff is a waste of time and energy for me. It's a new way of thinking, and I'd love to write more about it as soon as this garage sale is over! :)
My husband's a pastor in a tiny town. We live in the parsonage next door. The 100 year old, three bedroom, one bathroom house that I really quite adore. This is all old news...the NEW news is that our church recently voted to add an addition onto the parsonage. A quite large addition, like double-the-parsonage-size type addition.
They will be tearing off the back of the house, which consists of the mud room, little tiny garage, and attic/storage room above it.
They will be adding a 24'x 24' two-story addition. New kitchen, dining, mudroom, and bathroom downstairs and upstairs there will be two new bedrooms, one huge master and one smaller bedroom. Then it will be new windows and siding throughout.
It's going to be a process. A likely long process. Our tiny church never ceases to amaze us, we are humbled and excited.
The section with the red door is what will be torn off and where the new addition will be. |
Ok, lets keep it real. This is at the top of the stairs, that is the tiny door to the attic/storage room. This is where I have been the last few weeks. |
This is the attic mostly emptied out. I know. It was completely full, like "how do I even get in here" type full. |
In order to tear off the back of the house, it required me emptying the attic, which is the room I like to call "I have no idea what to do with the item so I'll just open the door, toss it in and worry about it later." I've done that for close to 6 years now. Let's just say it's taken me weeks and hours of my life to sort through our stuff.
Ridiculous amount of stuff, most of which is sitting in my garage waiting for tiny-town city wide garage sale tomorrow!
It's got me thinking a lot about "stuff" and why we had so much. I never want that much stuff again. I want less stuff in our bigger house, because the stuff is a waste of time and energy for me. It's a new way of thinking, and I'd love to write more about it as soon as this garage sale is over! :)
Friday, April 29, 2011
Let Me Get This Straight...
Monday, April 25, 2011
Easter-ish
I'm late on the Easter post. Turns out I wrote something pretty dang good back in 2008 so I'm just gonna go with that this year. ;)
On a completely opposite note, I like to get our family picture snapped at church on Easter Sunday. It's fun...for me.
This year 2011
Last Year 2010...majorly preggo with Lucy
Easter 2009:
On a completely opposite note, I like to get our family picture snapped at church on Easter Sunday. It's fun...for me.
This year 2011
Last Year 2010...majorly preggo with Lucy
Easter 2009:
Easter 2008:
Easter 2007
Easter 2006
T
Hair
I started blogging three years ago in an attempt to document the ordinariness of our life. All bloggers know that sometimes, the blog takes on a life of it's own...always changing. Which is good. It's just like life. But sometimes, we need to get back to our roots...and if you're me, that means posts about your hair cuts.
I'm attempting to grow it out. Not because I like it long, but because I feel the need for something different. I started looking back over the past few years of pictures and noticed that although my bobbed hair had slight changes regularly, the bob had still been the main-stay. Call me crazy, but I like to be able to look back at pictures and remember which year it was, just by my haircut. It makes looking back rather entertaining.
It also means I'm pretty dang good at laughing at myself.
Anyways, here's the latest hair. We'll refer to it as the "growing-it-out-but-still-cutting-bangs-in-order-to-make-it-less-boring" stage.
It will likely last awhile. And then it will be long. And then I will cut it. We call that The Circle of Life.
Lucy Turns One
Lucy turning One meant three different celebrations. I know, we're just wild and crazy.
Here's a glimpse...
Party Number 1...
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