No Room in the Inn / Dishwasher

Yes I know, I shouldn't use that, but...

So, I finished the BEST book recently. By the way, I love Captain Jack Elliott more than Edward. Oh yes, it is that good. Don't worry husband, I still love you the most. (He reads this now, did you hear?) Anyhow, to join in with my sisters pictures:

I feel inspired to journal the daily events of my life. The problem is there isn't much to write about.

So, I bring you the dishwasher.

I made a goal (I hate the flylady by the way, way too many emails and I can't just half-way clean something. It's all or nothing for me,) to clean my sink every night, and by doing so, it makes me do the dishes, which is a good thing. However, I am so crazy about the dishes. I hate to do a whole load for just 4 sippy cups and a knife. On the other hand, if I don't, and make a real dinner the next night, I get leftovers.
Things on the top shelf worked out okay, although I did move the blade for the food processor to that little spot on the back middle right. Then the bottom shelf. Argh! I totally did things out of my regular arrangement just to try to get everything to fit. I'm a little leary about the turquoise bowl in the front. I'm thinking it might still have oatmeal in it when it's all done.

Okay, all that and bomp, bomp, bom.... leftovers. Oh well. I'm sure I can run another load when I do the oatmeal bowl again.
Or I could wash them by hand.

So here's to you Sarah Prine! (and the church) I journaled.

BTW, I know I've slowed down on the blogging, but it's more my computer than me. I think it has a headache. Maybe it's because it thinks I don't love it anymore... just because I can't protect it every second... I have to shower sometime. Good thing I worked for Reid and know hairspray will take ink right off.

That's all.

Extreme Makeover: Playhouse edition

So, for Christmas I wanted to get Oakley a playhouse. No, Oakley is not a girl, he just LOVES playhouses. When I told Jason that was what we were getting him, he thought it was a terrible idea, because they are for girls. What makes him think that? The pink door and flowers on the shutters?

Well, being the good wife I am, I totally ignored his protests and checked Craigslist. I found this beauty for $50! (Regular retail price: $200-300!)

I went to work on it and....

Viola! Welcome to the cabin. (We've tried several names, the fort, the home-office, but the cabin just fit best.)

All I want to add now is a telephone, mailbox, and dirt to plant some flowers or a garden. Oak flipping loves it!

Almost as much as these:You mean I could have just gotten him the ducky slippers for $2.50 and he would have been thrilled? Yup. They are his preferred shoe of choice.

He also got golf clubs which he likes a lot. Thanks dad. It was about time for me to have something else to put him in time out for. (Rule in our house: we don't hit things or people with golf clubs.)

The End.

I can't find my camera, therefore blogging has become impossible. Well not so much impossible, but BORING.

FYI: I hate to read posts without pictures. Remember the early days of this crap?

P.S. Don't tell Jason.

Happy New Year!

Woo-Hoo! I hope you all had as fantastic of a New Year's Celebration as I.
My sister Melissa has fun in-laws that threw an amazing New Year's Eve party. For some reason, all night Melissa was singing, "I'm the cute one, she's my sister..." (love you Xuxa!)Somebody else commented, "Now it's easy to guess which one of you is older." Whaaa! I guess that's what you get for basing your outfit (units {sp?}) off a Murder, She Wrote typical guest star.*FYI: the glasses are my real glasses from 6th grade. I've always been a hottie, and I might jump back into units fashion, I made the whole outfit in less than 45 minutes. The nylons were a must with the white pants; though, a little clingy.

More of the uncontrollable hot-ness. Jason sported a Jordache pull-over, Lee jeans, Air Jordans and a porn-stache. We played some tubular pac-man and gallaga (had to include back shots of the french braid) and danced our little hearts out,
until we rang in 2008 with blowers a plenty!
Hope yours' was as great!Good-bye bangs! See ya in 10 more years.