I’m kind of in the doldrums lately- hence the low quality, low frequency, high-photo reliance of my writing. Sigh. I just don’t have much.
It’s Febraury. Yippee. It just means we are that much closer to Spring, and that’s all I really care about. I love living in the northwest, but this winter has been horrendous, and I’m sick of the cold, sick of ice, sick of having the kids in the house because it’s too icky and icy to play outside. Be gone! That’s all I have to say about that.
David is a smeller. HE doesn’t smell, but he smells everything. He loves new clothes because of how they smell, he smells towels, pillows, washcloths, he even smells the dishes when they come out of the dishwasher. So yesterday, he was holding Stella (the parakeet, remember?). He smells her, and decides she needs a bath. That’s right. He washed the freaking bird in the kitchen sink. Then he lit the fire so the bird could dry off and be warm. For better or worse, folks, for better or worse.
Our new ward is shaking out better and better. I got called to teach Sunday School, and I think it will be OK. The people are really nice, and I like having a calling that still lets me get to Relief Society.
I start piano lessons in an hour. For the first time in my life. She asked me what I know, so she could figure out where to start me. I told her I was in church for about two years before I realized the notes in the hymn-book went up and down the same as voices in the song. Yeah, I wish I was kidding. I know NOTHING about music. We will be starting with “This is middle C.”
I have about a dozen thank-you notes to write for awesome things at Christmas- I apologize en-mass, and promise, they are on their way. I like to write individual thank-yous on special paper- and I just need to buckle down and do them. A bland thank-you that you get is better than a pretty one that’s just a thought, right? Man, I suck.
My laundry is completely done. All of it.
Right now? My awesome husband is doing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen, while I sit on my tookus and blog. Jeffrey is doing homework, Abby is playing V-Smile and Beanie’s bus isn’t here yet.