This afternoon we got serious about doing some yard work. Scott has been so focused on working on other peoples lawns that ours has gotten a bit neglected. This past week a lady came to the door offering her yard care services. As she walked away from our house after I told her that my husband has his own side business I though, "she is thinking to herself 'ya right' just about now". Then today, even as we worked in the backyard someone left a business card on our mailbox offering lawn services. Scott was getting a little upset about that. But, we did manage to make some headway, I mean come on, we have only been in our house two and a half months! What are you expecting, Martha Stewart?
Ok, so remember the "what the "f%@*" are you watching" neighbors? Well, they brought over a tomato plant for us a couple of weeks ago and just got the chance to transplant it. I planted it in a plastic tub that we drilled a couple of holes in the bottom of. I am no horticulturist, so I hope this will suffice. If I can keep this tomato plant alive and well, I may think about a real garden next year. That would be so awesome! He also brought me over this tomato plant wire so I hope it works as well. It is kind of lop sided. I got a little nervous when Scott got on the ladder to cut the tree branches down. We can have a pile the size of a small Volkswagon for bulk waste. They come tomorrow, so we didn't want to miss our chance or risk getting any more business cards from lawn care drive bys.As he cut the big branches down, I cut them into smaller pieces so we could have a more compact pile at the curb.In addition to the big pile, we also filled five large lawn trash bags of weeds, branches and other yard trash. It is pretty much going to be a miracle if I can make it though three massages tomorrow since I am really sore from all the work we did today. It was a good workout for sure.
This is an invitation to share the experience(s) you had as you tried to conceive and during pregnancy. Bringing a new life into the world can be such a joy and there are so many things that a woman goes through to get there. I would love to hear anything you can share that may help me when I get there. Sometimes the best advice and support we get is from those who have already walked that path. On Wednesday, May 20th I will randomly select one name from those who commented and send you a special gift!This is open to all no matter where you live!
Due to the swine flu, all of Fort Worth ISD shut down for a week and a half. So, my doula/massage client came over today for a massage and brought her sweet six year old daughter. While Mommy was getting a massage, she was busy working on drawings. Thanks goodness I have colored pencils and paper. I have had a few disappointed kids come through looking for toys. Someday...someday.
She drew me this picture of a horse and at the bottom it says "hannah I love u". She is going to be a great big sister to her baby brother due in late June. I just love my clients. It is so fun and sometimes I feel like I really become part of their family. It isn't just about being at the birth, it is about building relationships that last a lifetime.
This crazy kid is 11 today! I remember vividly the day he was born. When he was a baby, I used to dance with him to Lonestar songs in the living room. I also remember rocking him on the back porch swing. He was so tiny. He fit just perfectly on my chest all curled up in a ball. I would rock him to sleep out there. I went to college when he was just 15 months old. I used to call home and try and get him to talk to me on the phone. Poor guy didn't really know who I was. Well, Happy Birthday Daniel! Love you!My mom's birthday was Saturday. I am already embarrassing her by putting this picture up. She would like it that I posted a picture of her doing dishes and her shirt is all wet. But, I like the photo of the two of them. Anyway, I won't tell you how old she is either, but Happy Belated Birthday Mother! And, Grandma's birthday was Sunday. Last year we celebrated both of my grandparents turning 80. The whole family got together in Arkansas to be with them. They had a big party with all of their friends. It was fun to get together with all the cousins. That doesn't happen very often.
It rained, no more like down poured yesterday. Our garage got flooded. Good thing we spent all last Sunday afternoon working in there to get all the rest of the cardboard boxes unpacked. The only thing that almost got ruined was the piece of drywall that Scott got to fix the ceiling. I shop vacced the water up while Scott and his dad put sandbags in front of the garage doors so that water wouldn't continue to go in. They got soaked! We are getting gutters.
P.S. I fixed the comment box so hopefully anyone can comment now.
Rachael Ray didn't email me back in a timely enough manner and I needed a knife. So, I marched into Bed Bath and Beyond and got a new knife. They took my old one and exchanged for a 2 new Calphalons. Yay! I can honestly remember paying over $70 for that old knife. They are now $17.99 for the same thing. Of course I didn't have the receipt from two and a half years ago, so I got credit for $17.99. But, on the upside, I do have two brand new sharp knives and I paid $2 for them. Sweet potatoes, here I come!
Last night I was talking to Heidi on the phone. She was telling me funny stories about the kids. Keep in mind, Andrew is only three.
This is a conversation between mom and son in replay:
Andrew: "Mom, what is your favorite shape?"
Heidi: "Well, it is probably a circle, what is yours?"
Andrew: "A curvilinear triangle, will you draw me one?"
Heidi didn't even know what a curvilinear triangle was. She had to ask him to draw it for her and later she looked up what it was. Come to find out, it is a triangle with curved points. That's what happens when you put your kids in Montessori school....they get smarter than you. I told her to watch out if they are there until they are 13 years old!
Love my husband. Love my baby boy. Love my job. Love my family. Love eating organic food. Love date night. Love snuggling. Love green. Love my friends. Love going on walks. Love baby wearing. Love holding hands. Love chick flicks. Love sunflowers. Love sushi. Love burning incense. Love cooking. Love the water. Love girl talk. Love sewing. Love coffee. Love the smell my baby. Love cloth diapering. Love a good book. Love snow. Love life.
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