Old Age Has Struck

Brian that is, not me. Last Wednesday, I get home and the garage door is wide open. This only happens in the winter time when Brian knows that I am coming home in about 5 minutes. I walk in and Brian is starting dinner. In our “how was your day conversation?” he tells me that he just picked up Jamison. It is six and daycare closes at 5:30. He was talking to a friend and thought it looked like it was 5 out when it was really 5:30 so he had to call daycare and tell her that he would be late. Jamison took it in stride.

Fast forward to yesterday. I get a call from Jamison’s preschool teacher at 3:45 that Jamison is still there. I fly over to pick him up and when I talk to Brian he said his dad was picking him up. Must have thought he was picking him up at daycare. Jamison told Brian “Thursday you need to pick me up early so I am at school the same amount of time.” This child is smarter than he lets me think! I really hope he doesn’t start getting a complex. He seems to be the one we forget. He hasn’t ever been left somewhere where the police get involved but as it gets more frequent I begin to wonder. This child is a talker so how do we keep doing this? And yes, these two times are not the first. I will swear up and down that the 1st time was Brian’s fault too!

Inanimate objects do not move

I know this seems obvious to all of us but Jamison is having a problem with this lately. You will remember a few posts ago how the swing won. Well, last week he ran in to the banister for our stairs. The banister has been there since before he was. Then Monday morning we found out that he was 42 inches tall. This was not met with excitement it was found out by crying and tears and sobbing breaths. Jamison came running out to eat his breakfast and smacked into the edge of the bar countertop. Just last week he was tall enough to still stand up under it and barely brush the top of his hair on it. Not on Monday. He was tall enough to put a scratch on his head and need ice while he ate breakfast. Not even Mom kisses could handle this one. It was ice and dad tsking that did it. Plus the mention of "If you did that you must be tall enough to ride the roller coaster at Adventureland!" "Yeah dad I must be let's go this weekend! I'll scream like a girl." Crisis over.

Obsession

I do not think Brian realizes how obsessed I am with getting my craft room done. I would let my family go on vacation with out me for a week. I would even let them go to Disneyland without me if I could work on it without interruption, not Disney World but Disneyland. However, I can’t do that yet because my husband won’t go pick up my countertop. Darn winter blizzards and snowmobile trips.
At any given moment, my brain is laying out ways that I can organize this room. How should I store this? How about that? These questions are going through my head continuously. I can’t get up and go to the bathroom in the middle of the night because my brain will wake up and start plotting. I think I will be obsessed with this room until it is done now that it is so close to being completed. If I had more time built up in my time off pool, I would take a day to get it straightened out and then I would create and create.

ORGANIZATION

I said this on Facebook and want to repeat it. ORGANIZATION is my word of the year. I am going to flush this out a little more here. Sorry this might be of no interest to you but I have found that if I write things out I tend to get them done in a little more detail. Every 2 months I am going to focus on one room and organize that to the best of my abilities and get everything in its place. If there is something that does not belong in that room that I can’t part with I will move it to a box in my spare room for 6 months and if I haven’t found a home for it by then it will be removed from the house. I will be ruthless in throwing/giving things away that we don’t use anymore or have never used. I will not buy unnecessary things just because I might use in the future. I will spend 10 minutes every night picking up things out of place.

Of course the room I am starting with is my craft room since I will have the cupboard for that by Saturday. Hopefully, I will get my counter top on Friday too. It’s been ordered and hopefully it comes in this week. Then Brian has to get to work on Sunday. I want it done by Monday night so I can start filling the cupboards and maybe find the bed in my spare room (just in case it is needed).
So help me out if you go shopping with me make sure I put nothing in my cart that is unnecessary or just make sure I put nothing in my cart. I’ll keep you posted on this.

I Have a Confession

Here it goes. . . I like some country music. There I said it. It is now out in the open. Although I would still prefer to say I like Southern Rock. (I’m still in denial) Those of you that have known me for a while will remember me saying “Country is so twangy, it hurts my ears.” And I still don’t like the twangy Country. The kind I like are the ones that boarder on Rock/Rap and Country. Artists like Big & Rich, The Zac Brown Band, Gretchen Wilson, Carrie Underwood and Christian Kane. I REALLY like Christian Kane! The Zac Brown Band song “Toes” has me thinking of Cancun and big margaritas. Check them out and I think you might add at least one song to your iPod too. But make sure you can download the cover too so you can stare at Christian Kane while he sings to you. Just remember me if you ever have a chance to go see him.

I fought the swing and it won

Jamison came home from preschool on Thursday looking like a cat beat him up.  But no he tried to jump out of the swing before it came to a complete stop. He face planted in the gravel underneath it.  He was hamming it up when I was taking pictures that night.  Looks like a little angel here and we so know that isn’t true.  We already had to call Santa once.  I also was ready to give him away a couple nights ago.  I know it is the nights he doesn’t have a nap but I have one so my patience shouldn’t be that short.  One thing I will be working on next year. 

10-10-10

We actually had a beautiful day where we didn’t have much on our schedule.  Family pictures at 5 but most of the day free.  After getting errands done like grocery shopping and breakfast at McDonalds we headed out to the in-laws homestead for a little recreational play.  Campbell and Brian rode motorcycles while Jamison swung in the swing.  Me I spent my time taking pictures of the cutest kids in the world.  And look at how Campbell looks on the motorcycle.  He doesn’t like to ride a regular bike and we can’t take the training wheels off that but he can move on the motorcycle and I bet if I would have been in the back of the track he was taking the little jumps too.  I loved the weather and we are so blessed to have 80s and 90s in October.