I love how the Tiffany catalog comes in a lovely blue envelope. Fun reading even if I’m not buying. I’m trying to resist the urge to add the contents of the catalog. I used to do that at my grandma’s house. I would sit at her desk and add the cost of all the items in whatever catalog she had received in the mail on her old manual ten-key. I still like to do it. Don’t ask me why.
The 4th of July is one of my favorite holidays (the other being Thanksgiving) and fireworks are one of the prettiest sights.
A tip from me to you…regular old toothpaste removes permanent marker from laptop screens. It’s true. Something I learned courtesy of Beau and Google. You never stop learning, do you?
I wore blue jeans, a white t-shirt, a red cami, and red flip flops today, the day before the 4th of July. I didn’t mean to wear red, white, and blue…I don’t do that type of thing. It’s not me, just pure coincidence.
So I was reading an old Friday Thought post from January 30 about how I was putting it in blogoprint that I was going to get in shape for Beau’s birthday. Well, his birthday is in a week and a half and I’m in no better shape. But now, it’s Game On. I’ll be in shape for Birthday #3.
I was attempting to organize my gazillion photos (no, not a gazillion, but stil a whole lot) when I found this one of my Grandma E.K. from her visit to us almost 2 years ago. I love it. How many 90-year-old ladies do you know who pose like a saguaro next to a saguaro? Not many, I bet. And if you’re wondering, the photo organizing project didn’t happen.
I truly believe we have experienced a miracle…Beau has slept through the night in his own bed every night (well, except last night…he spent the last half of the night on our bedroom floor, but still) this week. You don’t know how happy this makes me.
Judging by the lack of fellow commuters this morning there were only 10 of us going to work today. Did you go?
“Ask. Expect. Accept. Experience.” I love this. I’m expecting the best.
I’m done with summer. Seriously. Can we bring on fall?
Here’s what I’ve been thinking lately as we approach tomorrow…If you want to thank anyone, thank the original bad boy rebels. You know, John, Paul, George (sorry, no Ringo), Thomas, Ben, Tom (my favorite), and if you’re from my family don’t forget Simon W.
I feel like a wimp if I turn the AC in my car on during my drive to work, even if it’s 89 at 6:40 AM. I still do it wimpy feeling and all.
I Mary Poppined my house last night…we had vacuuming, bathroom cleaning, kitchen cleaning, laundry, closet organization, a little rearranging, and a little toy playing. And of course we had music and dancing. Lots of dancing. It was a beautiful sight to wake up to this morning – a totally spic and span house before the weekend hits.
Tahoe and jewelry have me reminiscing about my wedding and what I wore. My wedding attire was what I wore on our first date, a pair of black capris and a fitted pink oxford shirt. I love that outfit but sometimes I wish I had a real wedding dress…for my maybe one day daughter not to wear since it will be sooooooo hideously old fashioned then.
I moved the laptop up to our bedroom and it has changed the whole feel of the house. I don’t know how it happened but every room feels light and peaceful. And yes, my bedroom still feels like an oasis.
I went to the bank this morning and as I was pulling in I noticed next to the handicap spaces there were 2 spaces reserved for police parking. Needless to say I was a little uneasy about going to the bank. And once I was in the bank I was face to face with crazy patriotism. The teller, all decked out head to toe in a lot of red, white, and blue also decked out her eyes. She had on thick white eyeliner, blue eye shadow, and then a fair amount of pinky-red eye shadow. Quite a sight.
If you’re reading this I’m wishing you and yours a happy and safe holiday weekend!