Huh?

Emilio: "What can I eat for breakfast?"
Me: There is cold cereal.
Emilio: "Noooo.....I want something that involves *chewing*...."

A Revelation

When ones dryer is broken, it becomes clear that one owns too many clothes. Downsizing is in order. The end.

Emilio's PhotoShoot....featuring me!

Emilio wanted to take pictures today. It's time the time of year to switch to my darker shade of foundation. Holy pale face, Batman!

Modern Conveniences, or lack thereof...

The dryer isn't working properly. Yesterday, it started getting really *HOT* and I smelled a burning odor. The repair guy came today, part will be in on Monday.

That leaves *THREE* days of laundry to do (well, more than that if you count all of the back-laundry) to do with no dryer. It's amazing how I took for granted my clothes dryer. (And my clothes washer for that matter.) I am hanging small loads of clothes, but towels are another matter.

How did mothers manage when they had to drag the wash to the creek? And wash it against rocks? I can barely handle hanging out clothes instead of throwing them in the dryer. I am a woosie.

Decisions, decisions..

I purchased this armoire-type thing when we first moved in. It matched all of our old furniture, but none of the new. I am trying to decide whether or not to put it in the boy's room or sell it at the yard sale. Leaning towards selling it....................

Things are looking up around here!!

This is the new diningroom set. It's counter-height wood with black stain. (You can see the wood beneath peeking through in places, which I love). I plan to get a matching floor lap for the other side of the window where our library book basket is sitting. Oh, *and* some new table linens to protect the wood from jumping cats.

Happy day!

Bus Rider

My big boy rides the bus home from morning kindergarten now. He is so proud of himself, and thinks that riding is SO FUN. He discovered today, that on Fridays, Miss Maria gives each child a candy as they get off of the bus!

His only complaint is that his stop is the last, and for the last minutes of the ride, he is all by himself. Today, he told me that he quietly sung "For The Longest Time" and kicked the seat in front of him to pass the time.

Whatever works, right?

(Faith also rides home now, which has revolutionized my life. I am not spending most of the day in the van, and seem to be accomplishing things here at home! FREE AMY!!)