Motivation

There's been a general lack of motivation around here lately. Maybe it's the lack of sun, the cold weather, or whatever. Who knows, but it's been spreading like wildfire.



For instance...my guest bed is piled with clean clothes. I have been taking the clothes directly out of the dryer and throwing them onto the bed. Why am I doing this you ask? Well, my laundry basket is full of clean towels that need to be put away? Why aren't they put away? Well, because I need to reorganize/rethink that whole cupboard in the bathroom and I'm not sure I could stuff all the towels in there anyway. Why do I only have one laundry basket? Well, one is being used as "temporary" (read months) storage for clothes that need to be put in storage bins that are currently in the garage. The other is being used for...uhmm...I have no idea. I recently pulled a doll, Magic treehouse book, new package of wipes, and a paint shirt out of the bottom. Oh yeah, and the basket that I was so diligiently keeping all the loner socks that come out of my wash. I have about five piles of them and they never seem to find one another...poor loner socks. So, back to the pile on the bed. I have been known at times to stand down in my cold basement and fold clothes, but then I end up with piles of folded clothes on different pieces of furniture because I can't get them all upstairs without access to a basket.



I think tonight I've been motivated. Not too long ago I heard a yell from a new 6 year old boy who just hopped out of the shower, "Mom! I don't have any underwear in my drawer". I was quite proud that instead of running one pair up to him, I actually grabbed one of the many piles of Aidan-undies and took the whole pile to him.



I was just in my kitchen...unloaded the dishwasher, loaded 'er back up again and had to start it again. But, the clincher is what I saw on the white board.....

Hahahaha!!! I just saw that this post was never posted...too funny! A post entitled "motivation" (and dated back in November) and apparently the lack of motivation was so huge that I didn't have the motivation to finish and post the post! Ah well.

Happy Birthday Aidan!

Yesterday was Aidan's 6th birthday. I'm of course still in shock because I can't figure out how it is that Aidan is six yet I'm still 21! Hee, hee.

We had a fabulous day. He requested Peanut Butter Captain Crunch for breakfast, Jimmy John's for lunch, and pancakes and sausage for dinner. I am very sad to announce that in the excitement of the evening I completely forgot to get a picture of his "Chessboard" cake. They even had a king in "checkmate" .

This wasn't taken on his birthday, but I could absolutely not resist using this picture because it just shows what kind of goofy kid I have to deal with on a daily basis. He is a sweet 6 year old. He had a fabulous birthday, was all smiles except for one instance that shall not be mentioned. He read all of his cards by himself to the shock of his mother who is used to taking his cards and reading them to him. One thing about being six though is that he still knows everything of course. :-) Gotta love six-year-old boys!

The Little Blue Easter Dress

When my sister was a little girl my mom made her this adorable blue Easter dress. The cutest picture of her was taken in front of their door and has always been a favorite. I, being the younger of the two, also got my turn wearing this precious dress...and being photographed in it.

So the tradition continues. Every granddaughter has also had this dress put on her for the sake of a picture. Sadly enough the season is never right so nobody has been able to actually wear it for Easter. We hadn't taken Gigi's picture in it yet and my mom was getting nervous about it not fitting so we stuck her in it yesterday. I think my mom might be a little disappointed in a couple of things. 1) No white tights or shoes (this is November) 2) Gianna wanted nothing to do with the hat. See the hands?

Happy Birthday to me!

I'm a couple days late, but on Monday I celebrated my 27th birthday. My brother-in-law took it upon himself to inform me that I was now in my "late 20s". Ouch! No, actually I don't really get caught up in the whole getting older thing. There's too much to worry about in life to really care about getting older...we should maybe care a little bit about not getting older, now that would be something to worry about.

As is tradition in this house Brett was busy for my birthday so we had a quick "cake-eating party" in the afternoon with some friends. The birthday cake, if you ask me, could not have been better. Brett and the kids baked it the night before, we had to sample a "small" piece because Brett broke it, and the kids decorated it minutes before serving it. What more needs to be said?

Isn't the cake beautiful? Lol! This is not the best picture of my 27-year-old self, but it'll have to do. My hair was in a ponytail and I think this picture is downright goofy, but it's the best one of the cake. :-)

Weird device

A friend of mine and I both won a free 30 minute massage in a drawing and we cashed in on that this morning. We traded off watching the kids and enjoyed 30 minutes of pampering this morning...lovely! After we were done we fixed some lunch for the kids and then it began to snow.
I was joking around with Aidan about needing to be shoveled out if it kept up. Poor kid took me halfway seriously. I forget that he has no concept of snow...how much is a lot (I'm sure he'll understand better after this winter) and how much is just a "dusting". The accumulation had moved from a "dusting" to a "coating" rather quickly, but still nothing too bad so we loaded up into the car for the ride home. The kids could not figure out how in the world we were going to be able to see out the car windows. "Mommy, what are we going to do" "How are we going to get home if we can't see out of the windows?" Then I brought it out. By "it" I mean that handy, dandy thing we call a snow scraper!
I impressed the kids by buzzing around the car "brushing" the snow off. I could hear "oh! wow!" from inside the car and got such a kick out of their astonishment. After the car was thoroughly cleaned off I hopped back in and heard, "I've seen that thing back there for years...I've just never known what it was for...what a handy little device that is...wow, that worked great!" I couldn't break it to them that I could have just as easily used my gloved hand and had the same outcome...no, I just couldn't do that to them.

Snow!

We love snow!
This picture was taken almost a week ago and that snow has been long gone, but it is actually snowing as I type. Yay! The kids are very excited for Gianna to wake up from her nap so we can all go out and play in the snow. Hmmm....do popcorn and hot chocolate count as dinner? It just feels like one of those nights. Maybe I can get by with it if I stick in "It's a Charlie Brown Thanksgiving!" Yes, yes...I think that will do.

Opening

Now, in my past life when I spoke of "opening" I was referring to a musical, play or show of some sort. We are now in "huntn'" country and tomorrow is opening. I have a couple observations about this...more will come later I'm sure.

#1 You can't call "huntn'" "hunting". If you do, it would be very clear that you've never been.

#2 I find it ironic that I just told my husband to "look out for deer". Well, duh! I of course was referring to the kind that could jump out at him while he was driving to his huntn' grounds. Baggn' (not "bagging") a deer that way is just not cool...especially on opening day of rifle huntn'.