Life (LIFE!) has been happening all around me this week and I just haven't had a smidgeon of time to blog about it. Nothing actually noteworthy has taken place believe it or not. Unless of course, you consider sweeping kitty litter up from the laundry room floor noteworthy. If that's the case then boy, do I have a story for you. But other than that...nothin'.
I even took four kids 8 and under to the Procuts yesterday, totally anticipating something to go horribly wrong. Nada. They were great. Hope even cooperated for her haircut with no physical constraint or bribery in the form of chocolate.
So, in honor of everything being perfectly boring around here lately, I'll just touch on some highlights of the week, okay?
Our church had baby dedication on Sunday and our sweet Charlotte (aka Charlie, aka Baba, aka Chuck) was dedicated. It was sweet. The pictures that were taken during the actual service didn't turn out to well; as in they were a little blurry and I look as if I'd sucked on a dozen or so lemons (WHY the frowning??). And my extended family hightailed it outta there and so we didn't get a family picture either. I know!
Anyway, here's a sweet shot of Charlie I snapped after we arrived home.
I also wore this really cute coral, denim jacket (from where else??) I bought at Target. I wore it over a cute, simple streeeeeeetchy black dress (cause the stretch is good these days, my friends) with some new peep toe shoes and new
cheap, flashy inexpensive, colorful jewelry to match. OH! And my freshly coiffed hair to boot!
I looked dang cute if I do say so myself. Of course, there are no pictures to prove it with exception of the lemon sucking few and I'm not about to post those here. Nope. Not gonna do it.
Tuesday we went and spent the day with one of my good friends. She lives on a little property and has some chickens. The girls enjoyed collecting eggs and basically stalking the chickens. So much so that they had little tablets out there taking notes.
Really now. How much is there to write about the life of a chicken?
Cluck. Peck. Lay an egg. Repeat.
The egg comes out of where?!?!
I'm getting totally stoked because my sister T. is coming to town next Wednesday!! I always get over the top excited over this because she only comes to town once a year and it is a Big Deal! I've called and texted her so much she's probably wondering if her airline ticket is refundable!
She's a Master Gardener (not for a living ~ by day she's a nurse) and she's gonna help me figure out a landscape plan for our front yard. Woo-hoo! What about the backyard? Well, it has so much dog poo on it right now it looks like a Bosnian mine field so we're going to concentrate on the front for now.
(BUT! I will be getting things ready to start putting the garden in soon!)
I made the dentist appointment for next Thursday that will decide as to whether or not I have to have my wisdom teeth removed. ::screeching fingernails on a chalkboard:: (I'm now wondering it this is truly a highlight? Perhaps a lowlight?)
Y'all, I hate the dentist. Not the man, just the profession. It makes me physically ill to have to have my teeth cleaned, much less have two pried out of the back of my mouth. I am not in my happy place over this at all right now. At all.
I can feel them (the wisdom teeth)coming in and so I pretty much know the inevitable is going to happen. The good news is I only have two (well that explains a lot!). The bad news is those two still have to be pried from my mouth. But for now I'm just in denial. I like it here.
All I can say is I.V sedation has never looked so good.
Well, that's all for me this week. I hope y'all have a fantastic weekend!