- So far this morning:
- Slept in. Till 9. I deserved it after yesterday at work. But does it count as sleeping in when you don't get home till 2:30?
- Coffee. Mmm.
- Boys were up. Daughter hasn't rolled out of bed yet...
- Howie.
- Pulled the computer off the table.
- Oops. So far it seems to work just fine.
- Promptly went to the kitchen and took the vent off the floor and started digging in the ducting.
- Busy boy.
- Oliver.
- Just asked for mittens so his hands wouldn't get cold while riding his bike.
- June. Really?
- Laundry washing.
- Chased the rooster out of the porch.
- Someone left the door open.
- It's a hoot.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
A list
Monday, June 20, 2011
Monday. Gray.
After enjoying the perfect summer day at the cabin with fun company and visiting yesterday, today is quite a downer.
More. Gray skies. More. Rain.
Blue jeans. Sweaters.
Elsa woke with vim in her veins.
She didn't want french toast. She wanted cereal. Over again. Repeat.
Hmm. Maybe she's got something there.
I don't want to do laundry. I don't want to clean this house. I want to weed my garden. I want to see sunshine.
Think that'll chase away the ugly, gray skies?
Not counting on it. Judging by Elsa's success. She still hasn't eaten a thing.
Meh.
More. Gray skies. More. Rain.
Blue jeans. Sweaters.
Elsa woke with vim in her veins.
She didn't want french toast. She wanted cereal. Over again. Repeat.
Hmm. Maybe she's got something there.
I don't want to do laundry. I don't want to clean this house. I want to weed my garden. I want to see sunshine.
Think that'll chase away the ugly, gray skies?
Not counting on it. Judging by Elsa's success. She still hasn't eaten a thing.
Meh.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Summer!
We celebrated our first weekend off together by spending it at the Cabin. We love that place, and spend many, many hours there each summer.
It is the essence of summer-sauna/swimming, relaxation, family and food. Always lots of food.
And fishing. Elsa even got brave and went. Oliver will tell you "I caught a perch! But last year I caught a BIG -spreading arms wide for emphasis- HUGE, bass."
We've had a total of about three hot days so far. The kids cooled off on this one in the garden sprinkler.
The sun beams through the water were nifty. So far, the garden looks pretty good, I've even kept up on the weeding.
And Howie has a new trick, he stood up so he could splash in this bucket. One of his first time pulling up. Tomorrow he's ten months old, that makes him our latest walker...
It is the essence of summer-sauna/swimming, relaxation, family and food. Always lots of food.
And fishing. Elsa even got brave and went. Oliver will tell you "I caught a perch! But last year I caught a BIG -spreading arms wide for emphasis- HUGE, bass."
We've had a total of about three hot days so far. The kids cooled off on this one in the garden sprinkler.
The sun beams through the water were nifty. So far, the garden looks pretty good, I've even kept up on the weeding.
And Howie has a new trick, he stood up so he could splash in this bucket. One of his first time pulling up. Tomorrow he's ten months old, that makes him our latest walker...
Thursday, June 2, 2011
A new chapter
Last night was Eric's last evening of work at the local grocery store. Today starts a new chapter: Red Eye Sawmill will be going full steam ahead, full time.
Now, if only the loggers will agree and keep him neck deep in logs.
It's exciting, although, truthfully, it hasn't sunk in yet. Eric's dreamed of this day for quite some time-working on, developing and growing this business full time- it's what he wants to be doing. For me (all of us, really), it'll be quite a change. Hubby home-or somewhere in the vicinity- every night? Weird. And weekends? We'll get to do stuff together sometimes? Wow.
(We've been working opposite weekends since I started my job a year and a half ago. meaning we haven't had a single weekend off together for that long.) Last night I was truthful with myself and admitted that I don't know what it'll be like to not have those few hours to myself between bedtime and home from work time.
Who am I kidding? He has more than enough work to keep him out of my hair.
Every morning one of the first things the kids ask is "Mom, do you have to work today? Does Dad?" The response the give depends on their mood- "Aww, shucks, I wanted you to stay home" or "Yay! We get to go to ____" We haven't really told them Eric's done working out-it'll be entertaining when they finally catch on-"Dad, don't you ever have to go to work again?"
Cheers. Here's to a successful new chapter in the sawmill business.
Now, if only the loggers will agree and keep him neck deep in logs.
It's exciting, although, truthfully, it hasn't sunk in yet. Eric's dreamed of this day for quite some time-working on, developing and growing this business full time- it's what he wants to be doing. For me (all of us, really), it'll be quite a change. Hubby home-or somewhere in the vicinity- every night? Weird. And weekends? We'll get to do stuff together sometimes? Wow.
(We've been working opposite weekends since I started my job a year and a half ago. meaning we haven't had a single weekend off together for that long.) Last night I was truthful with myself and admitted that I don't know what it'll be like to not have those few hours to myself between bedtime and home from work time.
Who am I kidding? He has more than enough work to keep him out of my hair.
Every morning one of the first things the kids ask is "Mom, do you have to work today? Does Dad?" The response the give depends on their mood- "Aww, shucks, I wanted you to stay home" or "Yay! We get to go to ____" We haven't really told them Eric's done working out-it'll be entertaining when they finally catch on-"Dad, don't you ever have to go to work again?"
Cheers. Here's to a successful new chapter in the sawmill business.
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