23 December 2010
16 December 2010
I lost my shadow...
I lost my shadow
Today I lost my shadow. And it's hard to take in. I walk around the house expecting her to be there on the floor or eating dinner with me, but she's not. I walk in to the room and her persistence of staying by my side is gone. She didnt say much or do much, but a shadow never does.
My shadow no longer lays dutifully at my feet while sleeping, waiting to get up and see where I take her that day.
Loyal and true, that's what my shadow was to me. She was always there to greet me when my day was through. Always there by my side, happy mad or blue.
My shadow was a direct reflection of me. She loved to eat, loved the sun, the out doors, smells, citrus trees, bike rides, car rides, a good chase, a good fight, family and friends. She loved a good prime rib, snuggling, being in the kitchen and being with kids; she was full of love. But of course she loves these things, a shadow is the direct reflection of me. :)
My shadow brought in the perspective of light. With out light, my shadow is dead, and I am too. I feel dead inside with out her.
I wish my shadow would come back. Like they always say, you don't know it's missing, until it's gone.
My shadow's in me, she is me. And I love her very much. I miss her deeply. I wish she'd come back.
Until we meet again.... Rest in a beautiful loving peace.
In loving memory of my shadow, my baby girl, my puppy: Shelby (4 December 2007 - 15 December 2010
Today I lost my shadow. And it's hard to take in. I walk around the house expecting her to be there on the floor or eating dinner with me, but she's not. I walk in to the room and her persistence of staying by my side is gone. She didnt say much or do much, but a shadow never does.
My shadow no longer lays dutifully at my feet while sleeping, waiting to get up and see where I take her that day.
Loyal and true, that's what my shadow was to me. She was always there to greet me when my day was through. Always there by my side, happy mad or blue.
My shadow was a direct reflection of me. She loved to eat, loved the sun, the out doors, smells, citrus trees, bike rides, car rides, a good chase, a good fight, family and friends. She loved a good prime rib, snuggling, being in the kitchen and being with kids; she was full of love. But of course she loves these things, a shadow is the direct reflection of me. :)
My shadow brought in the perspective of light. With out light, my shadow is dead, and I am too. I feel dead inside with out her.
I wish my shadow would come back. Like they always say, you don't know it's missing, until it's gone.
My shadow's in me, she is me. And I love her very much. I miss her deeply. I wish she'd come back.
Until we meet again.... Rest in a beautiful loving peace.
In loving memory of my shadow, my baby girl, my puppy: Shelby (4 December 2007 - 15 December 2010
15 December 2010
'Twas The Night Before Christmas (mom style)
My friend posted this on Face book this evening and I liked it. So I'm copying it to keep on my blog. Hope you enjoy it too. :)
'Twas The Night Before Christmas (Mom Style)
'Twas The Night Before Christmas (Mom Style)
Twas the night before Christmas,
when all thru the abode
Only one creature was stirring,
and she was cleaning the commode.
The children were finally sleeping,
all snug in their beds,
while visions of N-64 & Barbie,
flipped through their heads.
The dad was snoring in front of the TV,
with a half-constructed bicycle propped on his knee.
So only the mom heard the reindeer hooves clatter,
which made her sigh, "Now what is the matter?"
With toilet bowl brush still clutched in her hand,
She descended the stairs, and saw the old man.
He was covered with ashes and soot, which fell with a
shrug, "Oh great," muttered the mom, "Now I have to clean the rug."
"Ho Ho Ho!" cried Santa, "I'm glad you're awake."
"Your gift was especially difficult to make."
"Thanks, Santa, but all I want is time alone."
"Exactly!" he chuckled, "So, I've made you a clone."
"A clone?" she muttered, "What good is that?"
"Run along, Santa, I've no time for chit chat."
Then out walked the clone - The mother's twin,
Same hair, same eyes, same double chin.
"She'll cook, she'll dust, she'll mop every mess.
You'll relax, take it easy, watch The Young and The Restless."
"Fantastic!" the mom cheered. "My dream has come true!"
"I'll shop, I'll read, I'll sleep a night through!"
From the room above, the youngest did fret.
"Mommy?! Come quickly, I'm scared and I'm wet."
The clone replied, "I'm coming, sweetheart."
"Hey," the mom smiled, "She sure knows her part."
The clone changed the small one and hummed her tune,
as she bundled the child in a blanket cocoon.
"You're the best mommy ever. I really love you."
The clone smiled and sighed, "And I love you, too."
The mom frowned and said, "Sorry, Santa, no deal."
That's my child's LOVE she is trying to steal."
Smiling wisely Santa said, "To me it is clear,
Only one loving mother is needed here."
The mom kissed her child and tucked her in bed.
"Thank You, Santa, for clearing my head.
I sometimes forget, it won't be very long,
when they'll be too old for my cradle and song."
The clock on the mantle began to chime.
Santa whispered to the clone, "It works every time."
With the clone by his side Santa said "Goodnight.
Merry Christmas, dear Mom, You will be all right."
29 November 2010
Quote of the month of November
"You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go..." -
28 October 2010
08 September 2010
30 August 2010
there is a direct relation between Abby Orton and Grandma smith
I'll have you know, that you can be worry free. Abby IS RELATED TO GRANDMA SMITH. Why do you say that, you ask?
Well, she woke up at 2 am last night asking for "dooonnuuttts". Then she woke up this morning and of course insisted on "donuts" for breakfast. And if that wasn't enough. She dragged us to the store this morning and wanted a CHOCOLATE frosted CHOCOLATE donut with sprinkles on top.... and to top it off, she had to have it with CHOCOLATE milk...........
Well, she woke up at 2 am last night asking for "dooonnuuttts". Then she woke up this morning and of course insisted on "donuts" for breakfast. And if that wasn't enough. She dragged us to the store this morning and wanted a CHOCOLATE frosted CHOCOLATE donut with sprinkles on top.... and to top it off, she had to have it with CHOCOLATE milk...........
Missionary Moment
Thursday, I got a call at 5:40 PM from an unknown number on my cell phone. I usually don't pick up, but it was a local number and I felt like I should. I picked it up, lo and behold, it was the missionaries. They had an appointment with a lady in my neighborhood at 6:00 pm and was wondering if I could join them at the appointment.... AND if i could help with the lesson... AND if i could bear my testimony... AND find a baby sitter.... in twenty minutes.
Talk about last minute! I rarely, can find a baby sitter for a date night none the less last minute! I said, I would call them back in a few minutes, too find a baby sitter. Fortunately (and unusual), I was able to find some one to watch Abby. Terra's was home and able to. (Blessing #1) So I called them back and said I would.
I really was proud of myself. I didn't worry at all about bearing my testimony or the lesson, like I usually am. Some one gave a talk in church a week or two ago and quoted someone saying that all worrying is just another way for not putting your trust and faith in the Lord. Since I heard that, I have stopped worrying about the lessons I teach 2nd hour in church and any thing else I might worry about.
On top of that. I got ready and was out of the door in record time (Blessing #2). I pepped talked Abby on the way over to Terra's, telling her mommy would be back soon, and that I was going to leave, and she was going to stay there and play with Tracen. Since I left for Camp in July, Abby screams and cries and we have to pry her fingers off of me as I leave. That day, she walked in, said good bye and I left in a total of a minute (blessing #3).
I got to the investigator's house BEFORE 6pm and BEFORE the missionaries (this could only be done by the hand of God. Me, on time? I blame the Cowles side for having no sense of time. Andrew likes to call hyper active anti punctuality.)
The investigator went to church two weeks ago, where the Missionaries discovered her. She just randomly showed up to church building one day. She really wants to be baptized. She understands the purpose and importance of it for returning to live with Heavenly Father, however, I don't think she understands that by being baptized you're becoming a permanent member of the church. But anyway, she and her 2 month old boyfriend had started to read from the gospel principles book, a chapter every night before bed. Some time, the missionaries are going to have to bring up that you can't live together unless your married... that one will be interesting. I think the missionaries are dreading being that one up. :)
But this lady, is a pretty impressive investigator. For this being her first discussion, she already had quite a bit of knowledge on her about the church (she had it a little confused, but she knew a lot). And she had cancer in her right eye, which caused her to lose her eye and now has a prosthetic eye, which has brought her closer to God and feeling the Holy Ghost. (Actually as a side note, she was worried that she would lose her eye while getting baptized. And come up from the water having a floating eye hanging around the water... that's quite an image).
It was great to listen to their missionaries message. I wish they were more eloquent in their speaking, and that their teaching flowed from point to point better. Some times, even I was having a hard time following where they were going with their thoughts.... I felt like I should speak up, but they only have an hour and I want to make sure they get their lesson finished. I also felt like when I spoke up, they would lose their thought process, and these particular missionaries aren't very good at looking beyond what they're thinking in their minds. I wish they would have told the Joseph Smith story a little better, as well. It's so special and so important, and it's hard not to be touched by the spirit when it's being told...... ....... usually.
Either way, I think she might join the church, which is exciting. I was able to go back again the next day for the second discussion too. And the second day, you could hardly smell cigarette smoke in her house. The first day, it burnt my throat walking in, so hopefully she's starting to make a change for the good. She was already good, but you know what I mean.
I felt blessed and honored to be able to go with the missionaries and do that, especially since I wasn't able to go on a mission myself it was great to get that glimps and joy of missionary work. It made me think a lot about Miles, and wonder how he's doing.
Talk about last minute! I rarely, can find a baby sitter for a date night none the less last minute! I said, I would call them back in a few minutes, too find a baby sitter. Fortunately (and unusual), I was able to find some one to watch Abby. Terra's was home and able to. (Blessing #1) So I called them back and said I would.
I really was proud of myself. I didn't worry at all about bearing my testimony or the lesson, like I usually am. Some one gave a talk in church a week or two ago and quoted someone saying that all worrying is just another way for not putting your trust and faith in the Lord. Since I heard that, I have stopped worrying about the lessons I teach 2nd hour in church and any thing else I might worry about.
On top of that. I got ready and was out of the door in record time (Blessing #2). I pepped talked Abby on the way over to Terra's, telling her mommy would be back soon, and that I was going to leave, and she was going to stay there and play with Tracen. Since I left for Camp in July, Abby screams and cries and we have to pry her fingers off of me as I leave. That day, she walked in, said good bye and I left in a total of a minute (blessing #3).
I got to the investigator's house BEFORE 6pm and BEFORE the missionaries (this could only be done by the hand of God. Me, on time? I blame the Cowles side for having no sense of time. Andrew likes to call hyper active anti punctuality.)
The investigator went to church two weeks ago, where the Missionaries discovered her. She just randomly showed up to church building one day. She really wants to be baptized. She understands the purpose and importance of it for returning to live with Heavenly Father, however, I don't think she understands that by being baptized you're becoming a permanent member of the church. But anyway, she and her 2 month old boyfriend had started to read from the gospel principles book, a chapter every night before bed. Some time, the missionaries are going to have to bring up that you can't live together unless your married... that one will be interesting. I think the missionaries are dreading being that one up. :)
But this lady, is a pretty impressive investigator. For this being her first discussion, she already had quite a bit of knowledge on her about the church (she had it a little confused, but she knew a lot). And she had cancer in her right eye, which caused her to lose her eye and now has a prosthetic eye, which has brought her closer to God and feeling the Holy Ghost. (Actually as a side note, she was worried that she would lose her eye while getting baptized. And come up from the water having a floating eye hanging around the water... that's quite an image).
It was great to listen to their missionaries message. I wish they were more eloquent in their speaking, and that their teaching flowed from point to point better. Some times, even I was having a hard time following where they were going with their thoughts.... I felt like I should speak up, but they only have an hour and I want to make sure they get their lesson finished. I also felt like when I spoke up, they would lose their thought process, and these particular missionaries aren't very good at looking beyond what they're thinking in their minds. I wish they would have told the Joseph Smith story a little better, as well. It's so special and so important, and it's hard not to be touched by the spirit when it's being told...... ....... usually.
Either way, I think she might join the church, which is exciting. I was able to go back again the next day for the second discussion too. And the second day, you could hardly smell cigarette smoke in her house. The first day, it burnt my throat walking in, so hopefully she's starting to make a change for the good. She was already good, but you know what I mean.
I felt blessed and honored to be able to go with the missionaries and do that, especially since I wasn't able to go on a mission myself it was great to get that glimps and joy of missionary work. It made me think a lot about Miles, and wonder how he's doing.
A great day
I had a great weekend and loved every minute of it.
I made a deal with Andrew that if I picked up the house, he had to put picture frames up on the wall. He took the deal and I have picture frames up by stairs and he has a clean house.
Friday, it rained in the morning and I made pull apart. I could have ended the day with that and would have been completely satisified with my Friday, but we didn't.
We dropped Abby off at Terra's house. And Andrew and I headed towards Mesa. Our ward had a cannery assignment Friday and I used it as an opportunity to turn the cannery into a little date. We picked up gamma seals for our 5-gallon buckets. Don't know what those are? -- they beautiful! They're a seal that goes on your 5-gallon bucket, and instead of prying it off the bucket for 15 minutes, it just screws on and off for easy accessibility and still keeps out the moisture with a great tight seal. Now we'll be able to keep all the rye, corn starch and wheat in these buckets and I'll be able to use it more!! oh the joy.
After that we booked it over to the cannery where we helped to bottle spaghetti sauce. I'm not going to lie, I was disappointed when I found out it was spaghetti sauce. You each get to take home a sample of what you helped bottle and I can't eat the church's spaghetti sauce. :( It has dehydrated mushrooms in it, and I'm allergic to mushrooms. But it was still fun to go there and serve with Andrew. We took the hot (120 degree) bottles full of spaghetti off the conveyor belt and onto a rack that pulled the bottles through a cold water bath, which sealed, cooled of and rinsed off the bottles. Then put the bottles off the rack onto another conveyor belt which took the bottles through a dryer and into a little machine that put the labels on the bottles. It's the kind of mindless busy work that I don't mind doing, I could probably do it every day. And it leaves me to my thoughts as talking isn't easy to do with all the loud machines around. It's amusing to see how all the machines work and see how they make things that we buy in stores. It's also kind of a self-gratification knowing that the food we're helping bottle is going to food banks, bishop store houses (which then go to members whom the bishop thinks are in need of food) and bought for food storage.
That finished early so we were then able to go pick up and pay for the window tint that Brent, Andrew's brother, ordered for us. We're hoping that the window tint is 1, accepted by our HOA and 2, will help keep the house cooler in the summers when it's so hot and our AC is blasting. Hopefully it'll help our AC out. I can't wait to put it up and see if we can feel the difference.
Last month we put insulation in our garage door. I couldn't believe the difference it made in Abby's room which is above the garage. The garage is much cooler, still hot, but cooler and Abby's room doesn't take in so much of the heat now from being above the garage. AND it made the garage door quiet! She used to wake up any time the garage door was opening or shutting. NOT ANY MORE, you can't hear it any where in the house. Now she no longer wakes up at 2am when Andrew comes home from work thanks to the insulation. I can't believe that garage insulation isn't a given thing down here in this heat!-- it should be. We're hoping that the tint will be just as miraculous as the garage insulation. *fingers crossed*
Then we called in and ordered some amazing pizza from Picazzo's it's a fresh organic Italian kitchen that's based in AZ that makes amazing food that tastes soooo soooo good. It's so healthy for you too, but unfortunately with that comes pricey. ... Organic olive oil and garlic, mozzarella, fresh Roma tomatoes, Kalamata olives, artichoke hearts and French feta topped with fresh basil: it makes my mouth water. And their hummus is soo good, it screams garlic but mmm-hmmmmm.. delic.
We couldn't stay, we just picked up the pizza and left because I had doubled booked myself. Thank goodness the cannery didn't take very long. I had to go with the missionaries that night to an investigators house and Andrew picked up Abby.
I got home, searched the house for a large set of scriptures as the regular BOM is too small of font for the investigator then happily dragged Andrew, Abby and I walked back over to her house and gave her the large print BOM for her to read. On the way home, we walked over to the new neighbors behind our house and introduced ourselves.... and then asked if we could get our ball back that had bounced into their yard. :) We ran around the neighborhood chasing Abby and watching the sunset, asking Abby what colours were in the sky. Then got home tired from chasing and decided we needed to go to the store and buy some Blue Bell Ice Cream. yummmmm.
We got there, and Andrew bought my FAVOURITE flowers, Lilies. Oh they smell so good. I don't even have to walk up to them to smell them, they fill the air in the room with the smell of lilies. i love it. It reminds me of the song :
I made a deal with Andrew that if I picked up the house, he had to put picture frames up on the wall. He took the deal and I have picture frames up by stairs and he has a clean house.
We dropped Abby off at Terra's house. And Andrew and I headed towards Mesa. Our ward had a cannery assignment Friday and I used it as an opportunity to turn the cannery into a little date. We picked up gamma seals for our 5-gallon buckets. Don't know what those are? -- they beautiful! They're a seal that goes on your 5-gallon bucket, and instead of prying it off the bucket for 15 minutes, it just screws on and off for easy accessibility and still keeps out the moisture with a great tight seal. Now we'll be able to keep all the rye, corn starch and wheat in these buckets and I'll be able to use it more!! oh the joy.
After that we booked it over to the cannery where we helped to bottle spaghetti sauce. I'm not going to lie, I was disappointed when I found out it was spaghetti sauce. You each get to take home a sample of what you helped bottle and I can't eat the church's spaghetti sauce. :( It has dehydrated mushrooms in it, and I'm allergic to mushrooms. But it was still fun to go there and serve with Andrew. We took the hot (120 degree) bottles full of spaghetti off the conveyor belt and onto a rack that pulled the bottles through a cold water bath, which sealed, cooled of and rinsed off the bottles. Then put the bottles off the rack onto another conveyor belt which took the bottles through a dryer and into a little machine that put the labels on the bottles. It's the kind of mindless busy work that I don't mind doing, I could probably do it every day. And it leaves me to my thoughts as talking isn't easy to do with all the loud machines around. It's amusing to see how all the machines work and see how they make things that we buy in stores. It's also kind of a self-gratification knowing that the food we're helping bottle is going to food banks, bishop store houses (which then go to members whom the bishop thinks are in need of food) and bought for food storage.
That finished early so we were then able to go pick up and pay for the window tint that Brent, Andrew's brother, ordered for us. We're hoping that the window tint is 1, accepted by our HOA and 2, will help keep the house cooler in the summers when it's so hot and our AC is blasting. Hopefully it'll help our AC out. I can't wait to put it up and see if we can feel the difference.
Last month we put insulation in our garage door. I couldn't believe the difference it made in Abby's room which is above the garage. The garage is much cooler, still hot, but cooler and Abby's room doesn't take in so much of the heat now from being above the garage. AND it made the garage door quiet! She used to wake up any time the garage door was opening or shutting. NOT ANY MORE, you can't hear it any where in the house. Now she no longer wakes up at 2am when Andrew comes home from work thanks to the insulation. I can't believe that garage insulation isn't a given thing down here in this heat!-- it should be. We're hoping that the tint will be just as miraculous as the garage insulation. *fingers crossed*
Then we called in and ordered some amazing pizza from Picazzo's it's a fresh organic Italian kitchen that's based in AZ that makes amazing food that tastes soooo soooo good. It's so healthy for you too, but unfortunately with that comes pricey. ... Organic olive oil and garlic, mozzarella, fresh Roma tomatoes, Kalamata olives, artichoke hearts and French feta topped with fresh basil: it makes my mouth water. And their hummus is soo good, it screams garlic but mmm-hmmmmm.. delic.
We couldn't stay, we just picked up the pizza and left because I had doubled booked myself. Thank goodness the cannery didn't take very long. I had to go with the missionaries that night to an investigators house and Andrew picked up Abby.
I got home, searched the house for a large set of scriptures as the regular BOM is too small of font for the investigator then happily dragged Andrew, Abby and I walked back over to her house and gave her the large print BOM for her to read. On the way home, we walked over to the new neighbors behind our house and introduced ourselves.... and then asked if we could get our ball back that had bounced into their yard. :) We ran around the neighborhood chasing Abby and watching the sunset, asking Abby what colours were in the sky. Then got home tired from chasing and decided we needed to go to the store and buy some Blue Bell Ice Cream. yummmmm.
We got there, and Andrew bought my FAVOURITE flowers, Lilies. Oh they smell so good. I don't even have to walk up to them to smell them, they fill the air in the room with the smell of lilies. i love it. It reminds me of the song :
"Consider the lilies of the field,
How they grow, how they grow.
Consider the birds in the sky,
How they fly, how they fly.
He clothes the lilies of the field.
He feeds the birds in the sky.
And He will feed those who trust Him,
And guide them with His eye.
Consider the sheep of His fold,
How they follow where He leads.
Though the path may wind across the mountains,
He knows the meadows where they feed.
How they grow, how they grow.
Consider the birds in the sky,
How they fly, how they fly.
He clothes the lilies of the field.
He feeds the birds in the sky.
And He will feed those who trust Him,
And guide them with His eye.
Consider the sheep of His fold,
How they follow where He leads.
Though the path may wind across the mountains,
He knows the meadows where they feed.
He clothes the lilies of the field,
He feeds the lambs in His fold,
And He will heal those who trust Him,
And make their hearts as gold. "
He feeds the lambs in His fold,
And He will heal those who trust Him,
And make their hearts as gold. "
And of course at the store, we picked up Abby's favourite, pink sugar cookies. Then Andrew's favourite, mint chocolate chip ice cream to top it off.
Best. Day. Ever.
29 August 2010
What we've been doing lately....
I have a happy heart. We have been so blessed this year, I'm still pinching myself wondering when I'm going to wake up. I am just so happy with where life is headed and can't wait to see what life will bring next.
I have spent the last few weeks trying to get our house ready for some semi-permanent guests. For the next year, we will have our friend Lauren come live with us and her two boys, Aiden (3) and Kyler (1 1/2 ?) while Richard (husband/dad and Andrew's good friend) is serving in Iraq. He was in the same unit with Andrew in Idaho, and was with Andrew when he went over to Iraq. It'll be new, refreshing, and I have a peaceful, comforting feeling that this will be good for them and us to be living here together. I feel that it's what we're supposed to do and am hoping it'll all work out for good. And maybe it'll encourage me to keep my house cleaner. :)
I've got the toy room picked up and organized and ALMOST to where I want it. I've been through the food storage room and organized, clean and gotten rid of things. A good number of picture frames are up on our walls now (in the staircase). Andrew has been putting shelves in closets and in the laundry room (nice, good looking shelves too. Not those cheapo plastic/metal rod ones. I'm talking wood, screws, caulking and paint! Yay!) A friend gave us a nice dresser for free, so we have moved clothes from our two dressers into the one nice one now. The house is painted (ceilings need to be fixed still though). We got bunk beds for the boys and are trying to go through the closet upstairs that is in the room Lauren will being sleeping in... dum dum dum dummmmmmmmm. It's a very loaded walk in closet that's served as our extra bedroom for random things like, blow up mattresses, sewing machines, baby accessories that we don't use but don't want to give up in case we ever decide to have another hellion and paper filing... lots... and lots.... and lots of papers. I think that closet might be the death of me. My goal is to get it knocked out this week. And I have no idea where we're going to put the crib, but all in all this has kept us fairly busy. Although I think Andrew and I like having little projects and things to work on; a goal to move towards.
After the closet, next up for projects: tinting the windows of our house, finishing up the shelves in our closets, reupholstering the kitchen chairs, and picking up the backyard.
I have spent the last few weeks trying to get our house ready for some semi-permanent guests. For the next year, we will have our friend Lauren come live with us and her two boys, Aiden (3) and Kyler (1 1/2 ?) while Richard (husband/dad and Andrew's good friend) is serving in Iraq. He was in the same unit with Andrew in Idaho, and was with Andrew when he went over to Iraq. It'll be new, refreshing, and I have a peaceful, comforting feeling that this will be good for them and us to be living here together. I feel that it's what we're supposed to do and am hoping it'll all work out for good. And maybe it'll encourage me to keep my house cleaner. :)
I've got the toy room picked up and organized and ALMOST to where I want it. I've been through the food storage room and organized, clean and gotten rid of things. A good number of picture frames are up on our walls now (in the staircase). Andrew has been putting shelves in closets and in the laundry room (nice, good looking shelves too. Not those cheapo plastic/metal rod ones. I'm talking wood, screws, caulking and paint! Yay!) A friend gave us a nice dresser for free, so we have moved clothes from our two dressers into the one nice one now. The house is painted (ceilings need to be fixed still though). We got bunk beds for the boys and are trying to go through the closet upstairs that is in the room Lauren will being sleeping in... dum dum dum dummmmmmmmm. It's a very loaded walk in closet that's served as our extra bedroom for random things like, blow up mattresses, sewing machines, baby accessories that we don't use but don't want to give up in case we ever decide to have another hellion and paper filing... lots... and lots.... and lots of papers. I think that closet might be the death of me. My goal is to get it knocked out this week. And I have no idea where we're going to put the crib, but all in all this has kept us fairly busy. Although I think Andrew and I like having little projects and things to work on; a goal to move towards.
After the closet, next up for projects: tinting the windows of our house, finishing up the shelves in our closets, reupholstering the kitchen chairs, and picking up the backyard.
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