#1. Blonde rascal, while getting ready for bed the other night, asked when we were going to clean the house. I said "huh?" while looking around his bathroom which was clean, well relatively for the most part clean. He said "You know put all the papers, stuff and boxes away".
#2. Took the Missy to the vet yesterday for shots. She was NOT impressed and they had to muzzle the little beast. She weighed in at 16 lbs. Ummmm.... miniature dachschunds technically max out at 10lbs. She is a healthy, solid little booger with lots of hair. Additionally she does run all the live long day (when she is not in someones lap) and we all know muscle weighs more than fat. She is just fluffy in my opinion.
#3. I firmly explained to hubs last weekend that my new work schedule at the office would be Monday and Wednesday. No questions asked. I indeed did work my scheduled days this week. Plus Thursday and Today. Appartently he misunderstood me. This schedule explains #1.
#4. I ordered an Ab Lounge Rocket something or other on Amazon today. (I AM "working" today, just in between blogging and ordering things on Amazon.) Since blonde rascal is 9 years old now, I have decided it is time for the baby bulge pouch thing to go away. I am thinking that after my runs in the mornings I can hobble over to the Ab Rocket and knock out a few crunches. That is the plan anyway. Supposidly the Ab Rocket massages your back while you are crunching. Sounds fab, I'll let you know how that works.
#5. I made Snickerdoodles yesterday to send to the marine. It will be interesting to see how long it takes the box to get there and if the cookies are anything more than crumbs at that point.
Snickerdoodles. Yum. (Explains the need for #4, being pregnant 9 years ago is kind of a lame crutch at this point, no?)
#6. The marine says that Iraq is hell. 130 degrees. He asked us to send him some Under Armour boxers. Apparently your drawers get a little sweaty in that kind of heat. I went to Amazon to order the boxers (see I was on Amazon for a good reason...the comfort and well being of our soldiers) and lordhavemercy Under Armour boxers are like $15 A PAIR. For those of you who know me as the frugal shopper, this was a painful purchase! But at this point I would do whatever the boy wants. So that was my legitimate reason for being on Amazon this morning....and we all know how ridiculously fun it is to browse on Amazon.
#7. I love how Fall is in the air. It is still in the 90's during the day, but the mornings on my porch....oh joy I can feel it coming. I am cold weather girl so I am anxiously awaiting those crisp days! (You too Mary?) I bought my favorite Yankee Candle this week....Pumpkin Spice. It is dreamy.
#8. I am just dying to start up my sewing again and put my quilty shack to good use. The poor cute little shack that looks exactly like it did when I moved all my sewing stuff into it, what 5 months ago? It is still a deplorable mess of boxes and stuff stashed and chaos. So sad. (See #3....work schmerk.)
#9. It is a long weekend! Yay! I WON'T be working this coming Monday. No sir! Thank you Labor Day!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
In wandering around our property, blonde rascal discovered a little run off creek bed. He has since claimed it the ultimate boy space.
He took me to see it Monday after school. He was so proud of himself because he had chopped down a wayward branch with a little saw.
As we walked to the creek bed, the 3 amigos of course tagged along.
Bianca will follow blonde rascal to the ends of the earth. That is what she does...she is as loyal as the day is long.
Missy, on the other hand, while being somewhat loyal......came along mainly out of concern that Bianca will get more attention than she will.
Not to mention she is always looking for someplace new to get dirty.
The 3rd amigo, A.J., who thinks she is a dog, naturally joined in on the adventure.
Blonde rascal was investigating, he found some sort of wild gourd that he split open.
He claimed he felt kinda like Surviorman, we love that show at our house.
There were rocks to be moved...
...in order to build car garages of course!
There was even some kissing going on in the creek bed....
We had to watch out for these......ouch!
A.J. was in a constant state of adorable kitten pounce readiness...
Blonde rascal played with his trucks......he was in heaven.
I sat there and soaked it all in. It was a beautiful afternoon, rather relaxing in that little creek bed. Blonde rascal chatted away happily. Telling me which of his cars would work the best in the dirt and slopes. How he wanted to put some r/c all terrain vehicles on his Christmas list, to drive in the creek bed. Perhaps we could build a fort down there where he could store his bb gun and a lantern and snacks. Campfires and tents were discussed.
It was time to start dinner and homework so he parked his cars in a hollowed out tree.
We headed back to the house, blonde rascal still chatting away and I felt supremely content. At that moment there is nowhere else in the whole world I would have rather been, than in that dried up creek bed with my favorite 9 year old.