For the record, I would like to start by saying that I believe that 0500 is still the middle of the night. It doesn't stop being the middle of the night until at least 0615, and then it's just really early in the morning. No man, woman or child should be forced to arise before 0730 on any given day for any given reason. If everybody followed this policy, it would be quiet and calm when sleep is most appreciated. It is also completely irrelevant whether or not the sun is up.
In other news this week, Spring has officially sprung. We've had cold mornings, with a dusting of snow earlier in the week to finish off winter, but now it's short-sleeve shirts and capris with sandals in this house. Today is supposed to be nearly 70 degrees and the sun is shining. It's really a shame I have so much to do indoors today.
Yesterday after church was the annual 'spring cleaning'. A few families stayed after bible study to enjoy a bit of a pot-luck lunch and get to work. Since the building project was completed in November, many boxes and cabinets were still in need of a home, so the men moved and the women organized. It was a very productive day, and as always, the trash bin in the alley was overflowing when we were finished. Unfortunately, my children didn't get a nap and we were all paying for it by the end of the day. Douthit's came for supper and cards and left by 7:45. We're such a sorry bunch of middle-agers!
The rest of our week was fairly un-note-worthy. Eden didn't have preschool at all, and Lars OT was out of town, so that freed up some time.
Had company for supper Tuesday night, then taught the guy how to play Settler's of Catan, only to have him beat us hands down in about two hours flat.
Al put fertilizer on the grass just before it snowed, so hopefully our green will start popping up in the next week or two. I worked on re-connecting the hoses and soakers in the gardens, and planned out my spring planting ritual. It's always my mother's day gift...a day outside in the garden for planting without the kid's help. Let's just hope at nine months pregnant, I can still get down on my knees and get back up again.
Managed to neglect the housework most of the week to start finalizing projects that, suddenly at 32 weeks along, seem utterly important to finish. I now have piles all over the house of 'projects that need finishing immediately'. Al's quilt needs to be sewed together, rolled and tied. I have 14 scrapbook pages to complete, three journal entries for the kids books, 5 empty totes to fill with 'special stuff to keep someplace', summer clothes to get into the closets for everybody, shelves to re-organize and a many other projects in mind that haven't yet got a title.
Al's list is as long as mine and includes hanging the new blinds (which haven't come in the mail yet), painting the sandbox & back porch, fixing the seat on the sandbox, spray painting the wrought iron on the front porch, hanging the new bedroom curtains (which haven't arrived yet, either), and cleaning the garage. I'm sure other things will come to me soon.
Daddy had Friday off, and the kids and I enjoyed every moment of it. Al started crossing things off his 'honey please do' list, and that gave me opportunity to add to it when he wasn't looking.
Watched the Wings on Friday and Saturday night. Two games, two nights in a row, with 0.2 seconds left in each game to change the outcome of the points standings. What a rush both times!~
The biggest excitement of the week is our new front porch chairs, which were acquired in last weekend's shopping spree. Al fixed the rocker rung (it was the display model) and I set it out on the front porch where the big flower tub used to sit (demolished in last weekend's cleaning spree). The other chair, a non rocker that was part of the set, sits where the hose reel used to be. I moved the hose reel onto a dead rose bush and called it good. Eden read stories and had quiet time in one chair, and I sat and read my book in the other. It's a great place to talk on the phone in the afternoon, and watch the kids ride bikes back and forth on the sidewalk.
I'll also admit that I like watching the cars drive by and waving to everybody. I think that's a small town thing, really. I can't imagine doing that back home in Michigan! Ah, how life changes as we go....
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