happy birthday baby brother

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.

canoeing anyone?

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.

the impatient cook

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!

Andrewism

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!

one last chop

While chopping sweet potatoes for dinner, my (very expensive) Rachel Ray knife met its end. I am devastated. Mostly because it was a wedding gift and I can't replace it at the moment. What am I going to do? I use that knife at least once a day! Maybe I will write her a letter and tell her what happened. Do you think she will send me a replacement? Maybe I can be on her show!!!

it's not like in the movies

It started out as a nice, calm, rainy day. I am working on a paper and drinking tea. Scott got home from work at noon and started on his usual puttering around the house fixing things.

My client showed up for his massage this afternoon. Scott was going wire some switches while I was working. He knows he is supposed to be very quite while I am in session. I got my client all squared away in the massage room and was getting ready to head in there when I hear......

the loudest crash I have ever heard...ever!

Next thing I see is....

Scott's legs dangling from the ceiling in the hall.


I ran upstairs and he was curled up in a ball on the floor. He had pulled himself back up and into the bedroom. I was afraid he had straddled a 2x4 when he fell. Thank goodness he didn't!! He just scraped his leg and chest, but thankfully wasn't too badly injured. As he lay there on the floor, I saw $ signs running through my head. (I am such a bad wife.) Luckily, it wasn't anything a little ice couldn't fix. No trip to the ER. I made sure I was okay and headed in for my massage. He is a client I have had for 3 years so he knows us pretty well. When I got in there, he was wanting to make sure everything was okay. I told him that everything was fine, Scott had fallen through the ceiling. He said it was such a loud crash, he was ready to come out and fight the person who was busting through the front door. He said "you don't want to mess with a cowboy in boxers and boots!" Haha, well luckily all is well. Scott says at least it isn't expensive to fix and that that is a little less popcorn we have to scrape off the ceiling. That is one way to look at it I guess.

As I write this, we are sitting here and laughing about it! :)

should I be worried?

Before....

After.....what is wrong with this picture?

Scott has been rewiring the upstairs and down so he had to take up the flooring upstairs. I hope it gets all back in place soon. It seems like every time I turn around there is another hole in the wall. I am just trying not to freak out. So far it is iffy. This big room will double as a bedroom/entertainment room when it is all said and done. Hopefully that is sooner than later.

I have been making baby blankets and burp clothes for clients and friends for their babies. I have an actual sewing area now that we have more space. I had to dust off the sewing machine, I hadn't used it in a while. Monkies for one and duckies for another.