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Friday, July 24, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Moving
I stink at this blog thing. I forget it's here. I really do want to keep in touch with ya'll, but remembering is so difficult for me (in general... not just here)!
I have officially discovered what hell is like. Moving. Our home looks like a war zone, empty of all meaningful life but filled with the garbagy remnants of one. The pictures are now off the walls, giving it the feel of the prison cell of a man who cares about no one. The only thing different is the toilets here are clean. I have yet to find the magic box that will fit the adorable yard ornament angel I love so much, so it is currently taking up far too much space in my living room, lest I move away from it while it sheds silent tears under my dying roses this fall. We now have just over 3 weeks until we leave. It's insane how fast time passes when you're leaving so many people you love. I've decided to blame the fact that I now have two homes (Central WA and the Boise area) on Qwest, because it makes me less likely to go postal on my wonderful hubby, who had an un-pass-up-able opportunity to make a good living here almost 14 years ago.
Enough about moving... more about the important stuff! After mom's group on Friday, Heather and the girls spent most of the weekend with us, which was a blast. We cooked and swam and shopped and painted toenails and such. I just love being a girl!
When we're not packing, Kate and I have been indulging in our new addiction, playing Monopoly Deal with the Sanchez fam. If you haven't played, you must start, because there's nothing more fun! Pathetic, I know. You'll see us on Intervention next year after someone who loves us has seen enough.
Kate's been in swimming lessons this week. She has really taken off this year, and lessons in the wave pool at Roaring Springs have really brought it all home. She's actually using strokes now, and is jumping into the deep end, which I had finally given up on ever seeing her do in my lifetime. As Heather commented when Kate convinced Sydney to try doggy paddling last weekend, "Amen for peer pressure!" DO NOT expect me to say that again. It only works for swimming when one is aged 5-7. Otherwise, I will claim I never made that statement!
After swimming yesterday, we went to a lavender farm out in Wilder with some friends. My friend, Melyssa, is in town from Wyoming, and what better to do than bake in the hot sun while lugging around sweating children? Okay, I did not lug mine around, but Melyssa and her sister had to, and sadly, they were sweating so much less than I was. It was beautiful, even if we were standing in our self-made puddles, and the most wonderful hostess even brought us a pot full of ice water and washcloths. God bless ya, Lou!
Den has survived the week, despite 105 degrees yesterday. He's tired when he comes home, so I have consistently asked him to move boxes out to the garage for me just to torture him. Then, we get in the pool, so I guess I'm not as mean as I want to be.
So, posts like this are what happens when you have a stupid migraine and you take stupid pain medication at 12:30 in the stupid morning and get plain stupid. I'm going to bed now. I'll post some pictures in the next few days.
I have officially discovered what hell is like. Moving. Our home looks like a war zone, empty of all meaningful life but filled with the garbagy remnants of one. The pictures are now off the walls, giving it the feel of the prison cell of a man who cares about no one. The only thing different is the toilets here are clean. I have yet to find the magic box that will fit the adorable yard ornament angel I love so much, so it is currently taking up far too much space in my living room, lest I move away from it while it sheds silent tears under my dying roses this fall. We now have just over 3 weeks until we leave. It's insane how fast time passes when you're leaving so many people you love. I've decided to blame the fact that I now have two homes (Central WA and the Boise area) on Qwest, because it makes me less likely to go postal on my wonderful hubby, who had an un-pass-up-able opportunity to make a good living here almost 14 years ago.
Enough about moving... more about the important stuff! After mom's group on Friday, Heather and the girls spent most of the weekend with us, which was a blast. We cooked and swam and shopped and painted toenails and such. I just love being a girl!
When we're not packing, Kate and I have been indulging in our new addiction, playing Monopoly Deal with the Sanchez fam. If you haven't played, you must start, because there's nothing more fun! Pathetic, I know. You'll see us on Intervention next year after someone who loves us has seen enough.
Kate's been in swimming lessons this week. She has really taken off this year, and lessons in the wave pool at Roaring Springs have really brought it all home. She's actually using strokes now, and is jumping into the deep end, which I had finally given up on ever seeing her do in my lifetime. As Heather commented when Kate convinced Sydney to try doggy paddling last weekend, "Amen for peer pressure!" DO NOT expect me to say that again. It only works for swimming when one is aged 5-7. Otherwise, I will claim I never made that statement!
After swimming yesterday, we went to a lavender farm out in Wilder with some friends. My friend, Melyssa, is in town from Wyoming, and what better to do than bake in the hot sun while lugging around sweating children? Okay, I did not lug mine around, but Melyssa and her sister had to, and sadly, they were sweating so much less than I was. It was beautiful, even if we were standing in our self-made puddles, and the most wonderful hostess even brought us a pot full of ice water and washcloths. God bless ya, Lou!
Den has survived the week, despite 105 degrees yesterday. He's tired when he comes home, so I have consistently asked him to move boxes out to the garage for me just to torture him. Then, we get in the pool, so I guess I'm not as mean as I want to be.
So, posts like this are what happens when you have a stupid migraine and you take stupid pain medication at 12:30 in the stupid morning and get plain stupid. I'm going to bed now. I'll post some pictures in the next few days.
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