Friday, September 09, 2005
It’s here, well almost. Tomorrow is the official beginning of moving day. But I’ve been here all week packing the boxes. Moving sucks! No, the actual physical act of moving sucks. I’m looking forward to the new house. It’s the getting into it that I’m not so looking forward too. I’m actually less stressed today than I have been all week. I still have a lot to do. So, you won’t be hearing from me for 4-7 days. And then, I shudder to say it, we will have ‘sob’ dial-up. No more fast Internet, no more instant access. Wish us luck with the move.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
The things kids say. Today we are in Wal-mart getting ready to checkout. I’m busy putting stuff up on the belt trying to hurry, it’s lunchtime, I have a headache, etc. and #2 son says: “Mom do people eat dead worms?” What did he just say?
Me: “ What G…?”
He revises, “Does Wal-mart sell dead worms?” And I’m thinking what did he see, something to fish with?
Me: “ What are you talking about G…?”
He says: “you know dead worms, does Wal-mart sell them for people to eat?”
Me: “Where did you see the worms G…?” I’m checking everywhere trying to figure out what this kid is talking about.
G says: “Right here in this lady’s cart.” I turn to see a white Styrofoam container with, you guessed it, Ground Chuck in it.
Me: “Oh, that’s not worms, that’s hamburger.”
G…: “Why does it look like worms?”
Me: “Well, when they grind it up it comes out in a little squiggly noodle type shape.”
G…: “But why do they make it look like worms?”
Me: “ Well, they aren’t trying to make it look like worms, it just kind of does.”
G… : “That’s gross!”
Yip, that pretty much sums up hamburger.
Monday, September 05, 2005
Yes, I know. It's been how long, I'm supposed to do this everyday. Sorry, the house got in the way. It is simply amazing how much goes into building a home. There is simply not enough time to get everything done.
Yesterday I finished the garage. It is now a beautiful orange and blue striped masterpiece. My husband is as happy as the day he came home to the last house and found his domain(the garage) painted the same. We are close to moving in. Friday or Saturday we will start moving. I'm anxious and yet unmotivated. This will actually be the 8th time we've moved in our married life. So, you can understand the lack of motivation.
This is the 5th home we've owned. And hopefully the last.
I was cleaning in the "new" house last night and thinking this house is definitely bigger than the last house. I can tell by how sore my arm gets using my Hoover. Hmm, child labor is starting to sound pretty good.