It was like the little butterfly was saying to me, "Blog, Mandy, blog."
Okay, little butterfly, you win.
I said I'd be back. And I am.
Pay no heed to the fact that I said I was taking a week or two off and it is now approximately a month and a half since my last real post.
Oh well.
This world wide web thing is forgiving.
At least it should be.
Have you seen the kind of crap it tries to pull?
If you are wondering what the last month or so has held for us, join the club. :) I feel that it has all been a bit of a blur! But, the good thing is...pictures don't lie. I have spent some time today uploading them all and scrolling through folders labeled 'Aug 2010' and 'Sept 2010' that will probably lend themselves to a few fat blog posts. Or, more than a few medium-sized posts. We shall see. I never know my blogging mood until I start up.
Before I delve into the past, I might as well start with the here and now!
We are (still) part way through our remodel. Well, if it can be called a remodel anymore. All the re- and the -modeling is mostly done. Now it's all about organizing and painting and making things all perdy.
So, we have inhabited the master suite in this place at long last and I am pretty sure we are loving it. I am only pretty sure because I still feel bad every time a little one climbs all those stairs to tell me they had a bad dream and I feel at least equally bad every time they cry for me via the monitor and I trek down the stairs then have to trek all the way back up at which point I am wide awake and no longer able to enjoy deep slumber without a good half hour of drifting off. Yeah...I probably feel more bad when that happens.
I'm a good mom.
The kids have finally accepted downstairs as the new playroom. For a while, it was pretty confusing and at one point or another, each of them told me they wanted to put the playroom back upstairs. They got over it.
JC and his dad did an amazing job getting all the teardown done and all the patching up and all that jazz that I probably don't understand enough to actually talk about...
but they done good.
And I have to tell you something.
My house is operating a bit smoother. Though we still have some level of a construction-esque vibe going, I can already tell that with this set up, laundry is easier to keep on top of, toys stay more centralized, and even the kitchen is feeling some happy effects.
This could also have something to do with the fact that, before my mom started her job (yay Mom!), she sat down with me and made lists about what could help things run smoothly around here. I think she sensed I was stressing about all the change. And...worried that I would experience a nervous breakdown and she would have to miss a lot of work to keep my children alive. And that wouldn't have been ideal for anyone. So...thanks Mom! Already working my way through the lists!
Sometimes common sense doesn't make sense until it comes from someone else.
Is it just me?
Well, anyway,
THINGS ARE GOOD AROUND HERE.
Oh, except that, this weekend, our washing machine flooded our laundry room and downstairs hallway. Awesome. Good thing JC knows what to do. You know, the common sense stuff I wouldn't have thought of.
(Sorry for my grammatical error there...that I'm not going to fix. You know, the whole ending a sentence with a preposition. "Don't end a sentence with a preposition AT." ...Please somebody out there tell me you know what I'm quoting! It will make me so happy!)
But at least while that was going on this weekend, we also had this going on...
Well, okay, maybe not exactly that. What that is, is something I found last month one morning when I got out of bed and Bethany had already been up playing with her dolls for a while. (My kids get up SO EARLY.) I guess she felt like Rapunzel, Cinderella, Belle, Mulan, Barbie and Belle (again) all needed some counsel.
I actually really loved this.
She is such a darling little girl.
But anyway, what we had this weekend was conference. So, you know, kind of the same.
I didn't dress up quite so much though.
And, actually, as is usually the case with little ones, I didn't hear a whole lot. But what I did hear spoke specifically to a lot that has weighed on my mind as of late. I love that. We are all so watched over.
Just ask Bethany. She'll tell you.
So, anyway, that is that for tonight. I am going to try to post often in the coming week or so to catch up and get back in this blogging game! Can you tell I'm rusty? I feel rather rusty.
Please forgive me.
("Please forgive me...if I can't stop loving you..." ...who went to a Bryan Adams concert? That's right, I went to a Bryan Adams concert.)
P.S. Do you like the new look for fall? Or at least the beginning of it? I couldn't bring myself to jump into browns and burnt oranges when it is still 100+ degrees outside! But it is coming...oh it is coming!!!!
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