Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Please Note ....

.... that my blog has a new address:

www.txmomx6.org

I'm not sure when it will be taking over and will disappear from here, so please be sure to copy the new one.
And thanks for reading.


P.S.  I have much, MUCH more to say .... about today's post, more pointedly .... about your responses.
But that will come.
Later.
Thanks, Peeps.
:)

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Keep 'em coming


     Thanks for all of the name suggestions -- please keep them coming.  I've been impressed by the imagination and the sensitivity.  Well, except for Son #2.  But then, whatever.

     We're now at the lake -- and Gabby is loving running around and enjoying the space.  Our space at home is taken up with .... well, with everything.  Today we had scaffolding in the kitchen so that the lights could be installed.
     Notice anything on the scaffold?
     George has taken over every aspect of this renovation.  He makes his presence known to the workers all of the time.  He hides in cabinets, boxes, drawers, you name it ... he's there to let everyone know that HE is king of the castle!


    

        Here are my new lights above the island.  I think I did a great job picking them out -- well, for someone who knows nothing about decor or what's "in", or what "style" my house is ....
dumb luck, probably.


     Here's my "baby" and me.  It's so weird to me  how much she has added to our family in only 5 days.  In spite of the mess, the lamp, the cleaning up after ...... the "before me" would be totally shocked by this.  She would be speechless.  She would think I had totally gone crazy and would put me away.  Really.  The "after" me is definitely a bit "looser" about the mess and the noise and the .... well, pretty much everything that's going on in my house at the moment.  Timing is everything.  People have asked me why I decided to undergo this mess and renovation .... and this puppy, at this time in my life.  Especially at this time.
I figured, hey, I can't possibly feel any worse, my life could not be at any lower point, so  .....
what the heck.  This is the best possible time to have my house torn up and have a puppy being house-trained ..... and sleeping in my bed.  It's hard to explain .... either you get it or you don't.
And that's OK.

     Son #2 took this picture.  He's quite proud of it .... as well he should be.  :)

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Changes


This is my little dorky husband. Still on the honeymoon. I love him. So. Very. Much.

So I picked out a couple of tiles today. I really like them. And my old tile starts getting ripped out tomorrow!! Changes. I hope they are good for me. I think they will be --- when they're done. I'm just setting my mind on the fact that my house will be a wreck. For a very long time. Those of you who know me know that this is huge for me. I do not like my house to be a mess. I do not like any room to be a mess. Or disorganized. So, this is a very big deal. Probably not for many people. But it is for me. So if I look like a nervous wreck for the next few months, you'll all know why. But I am looking forward to having it done. I'm looking forward to the house looking different. My kids are not. They would like things to remain the same. I do not. I need them to be different. And I now have a dictatorship -- so I get what I want. I also have the check book.

In other news --- I'm going to have to get another shot in my shoulder in a couple of days. My shoulder started hurting in Cabo and it has gotten worse over the last few days. Today I thought I was going to cry. Not because of the pain but because it surprised and depressed me. I thought this was behind me. But Dr. K says that sometimes it takes several injections. Of course it does ---- for me. Sigh. I wonder how many margaritas it will take to make me not care when he does it? Any guesses? I don't want to throw up on him -- I just want to not care. Can you get Demerol in a pill?! That helped me to not care during labor -- I figure it would work for a huge injection into my muscles.

Daughter #1 leaves for Boston on Tuesday. Another day that I'm trying to push out of my mind. Denial --- not just a river in Egypt.
Another change. But not as fun as the changes to the house. But I am excited for her and for what lies ahead of her. I hope she enjoys this time in her life.

Let's see --- what else is going on? Oh, Son #2 has taken to walking around the house without a shirt on. For those of you who remember the picture of his butt not being covered by his pants ...... imagine. Ugh. The boy loves to show off his body. Or as much as he can get away with. I told him to enjoy it while he can. I doubt that any of those parts will be uncovered on and after August 16th. Meanwhile, I hope that my teeth are not ground to stubs by then. Picking my battles. With a lot of effort.

Oh ---- here's a job for you --- all of you!
I'm supposed to take two pieces of writing with me to the writer's conference next week. I will take 2 of my blog entries but I have absolutely no idea which ones. Can you make recommendations for me? SS --- what do you think? I've never done this before and I still don't consider myself a writer, but I'm going to play along and want to be prepared. I need your help.

So, please give me your thoughts. Don't make me beg --- everyone asks what they can do .... now you know. You have an assignment.

Or you could bring me dinner.

Whatever. I'm not picky.

:)