that I am running out of things to write about.......doubt it...... BUT, except for moi still plugging away at making some semblance to her bedroom...things have been going rather nicely today.
Not completely quiet, just what my idea is of normal is within reason.
The usual noise with Logan's friends here....have to keep reminding them...no this, no that.
Hubby keeps asking what this and that noise out on the back deck....like kids. He has got up a few times and looked out at them and yelled. No throwing the ball out of the pool.....no throwing of that hard rubber pool toy, you will hurt someone... told me to make it disappear....like never to be seen again.
Typical 11 year olds,
No interruptions with phone calls those 3 hours or so while they were gone.. I shit you not!
The room fridge has been defrosted and made ready to load up again.
Clean sheets are on the bed. Vacuuming done. Doing some sorting of paperwork, laundry and wiping down of things.
Jill and hubby came home afte 1 p.m. The time flew by for me, maybe not for them though.
Think it's the alone time I miss.......though heaven knows it's been 26 years since hubby was able to work and one would think that would be erased from my memory after all that time. sigh!
She has left for work...... things have been quiet here at least with her and Butchie. Mainly because he has had his daughter overnight a few days and until last night he slept home with her.
Just took a load off my feet to rest a bit and now it's up and at it again.
Saturday......... T storms all night into the morning were most welcome. No matter that I thoroughly watered the back yard moving sprinklers all day. The front yard needed it . Been without substantial rain awhile now.
Logan fell asleep in the recliner in our room watching tv with his papa at 9:15 and I sent him to his bed. Just woke up. Twelve hours of sleep. Staying up past 9 on school nights finally caught up with him.
Jill's car had no headlights the entire ride home from where she was catering a wedding.
Had to drive on 2 highways to get here...sheessssssssssssssh. Went to back her car into the driveway and the nose wasn't fully in when it died.
She just paid over $300 to get a new alternator put in. Not a happy camper and will be in touch with the person that repaired it.
Of course that means she needs to use my car meantime to get to work today and tomorrow..
Has a function at the Rod and Gun Club in Maynard,MA today. She has done this function in years past. Everyone dresses in the GunSmoke tv period ( for lack of a better description lol ) and best costume gets a prize. Must be frontier type of clothing, moi thinks.
Logan rarely wants breakfast...she made him pancakes, bacon and sausage.
He is chatting away with her as I type.
Must be going thru a growing spurt....seems like he is always hungry lately.
How well I remember those days with my boys. Some thought nothing of using a quarter pound of lunch meat in a sandwich. I'm sure some of you can relate to that. LOL
Must have made enough to feed hubby......good... one less interruption for me.
Butchie came this morning after working at the fire department last night. Has left to go change out of his uniform. Tried to tell her who she couldn't be friends with earlier, which didn't set well with her and she let him know it. Told me she hopes he stays gone. Won't happen.
Heard him telling her that he should be #1 with her.....ahem....
Being that I don't gossip with the neighbors, I'll tell you that the man two doors away was spotted last night with a 29 year old that wasn't his wife......" you didn't see me ."
C'mon now....cheating right in town.. What's he expect ???
Doors now are shut and the A/C is running. Humidity is high again.
My walk in closet is presently a step in closet. Store alot of household supplies in it....t paper, p towels, laundry soap and rinse..those type of things, plus cases of water and tonic.
Need to get in there and haul winter stuff out to be put in the attic and move things around.
Hubby's walk in is a tool crib.......keeps most of his good tools in there...old habits die hard.
Our sons use to help themselves to his tools when they were teenagers, so he put them in there to make it not so easy for them to take off with a tool. LOL Has a wheelchair in there too.
Now when someone needs a tool he directs them to an area of the closet or a cabinet he has on his side of the bed.
This lady got tired of spending half a day explaining why she needed a certain tool. What was I going to do with it and why questions.
Bought myself a tool box and slowly but surely filled it with the hand tools I commonly use.
Patting myself on the back. lol Now when he wants a tool like a phillips screw driver and tells me it's in his headboard............not....in his cabinet...not.....on the 2nd shelf in his closet...not....in the green tool box, no make that the red toolbox...not
I go straight to my toolbox and save myself all that grief. I shit you not!
Bought 3 new birdhouses and the spray to seal them so they don't peel and warp.
Should I or shouldn't I ask him to spray them for me???
Do I want a big production and lesson on the correct way to seal a birdhouse or just press my finger on that nozzle and spray away? ? ? ? ? ?
You go to the top of the class with that answer. I shit you not!
11:20... Kids are at the door..... Pools open .....lol
Please remember to send your child with a towel folks. Thank you.
That's All Folks!
The ramblings of a mom of 9 by her KIDS that are STILL making her climb walls ,even as adults. Said I DO 3xs and I WANT OUT 2 xs. Have learned there is no such thing as a Rose Garden. My motto is Life Is Too Short To Be Miserable. When the bad outweighs the good it is time to shit can em. Laugh with me or at me, welcome to my world.
I AM WOMAN! Hear me ROAR! February 2012
WARNING !! Not for those with a short attention span. ; 0 )
i remember those rambunctious days with my boys and the tool story sounds familiar too lol
ReplyDeletechuckle : 0 ) ..... it was much easier when we were young, to shrug off their childish play.
ReplyDeleteThat was before the high blood pressure and crotchieness : 0 ( set in.