Hello there! Hope you’re having a great weekend. I haven’t been motivated to do squat of late and you know what? I’m oddly okay with it. I’m pretty sure I have officially succumbed to the winter blues. Blah. Once again I wonder why I live in Wisconsin…I am soo ready for spring!
As I was rummaging around in the pantry muttering about the builder’s stupidity for not installing any lighting in there my son was busy putting away the dishes. Over my own complaining I could sort of hear him whining about having too much Tupperware and not enough cabinet space. I’m pretty sure he was complaining more about me and the way I insist things be put … {click to continue}
I <3 trash. But, I try hard not to be the one putting things on the curb for others to pilfer. I’ve been known to hang on to soup cans, spaghetti jars, cardboard (sorry Mom – I know you’re shuddering as Dad reads this to you!), plastic & paper bags, fabric & wallpaper scraps – you name it, I save it. You just never know … {click to continue}
We have been up to our ears in germs around these parts of late. What with the hubs’ swine flu and Mr. Lou’s allergies to life my kitchen counter looks like an Osco pharmacy. (We don’t even have Osco’s in these parts, I’m paying homage to my Chicagoland roots – holla!) I’m certain we’ve gone through 1,000 tissues and paper towels in the last week … {click to continue}
This morning I had to get up (extra) early to clear off the dining room table and move all of the furniture because the flooring guys had to come back (again!) to repair our laminate wood floors. Since my pup has crazy dust mite allergies we had the carpeting (except in the bedrooms) replaced. While the floors were installed a good 5 months ago, something … {click to continue}
Sometime yesterday in between coats of paint on GPG’s man-land (this reveal is coming!) I was struck with a fantastic idea for today’s post. It was witty and creative; fun but not overdone. Sometime between then and now I completely forgot whatever that grand notion was – I really need to start writing things down. I was the queen of organization when I was running my own … {click to continue}
There are {a lot of} times I have absolutely no idea what day it is. I wake up and look over to the hub’s side of the bed just to figure out if it’s a week day. That works more than half of the time. Knowing which day of the week it is is another story. Apparently, staying up until the wee morning hours amid … {click to continue}
