What I've Really Been Doing...

While I'd love for everyone to think that I've been slaving my butt off, working day in and day out, I must confess...

We did that the first two days here. Then we died. Seriously died, people.

Then, we admitted that we are old, and broken, and that, perhaps, we should just take it easy with the DIY because, man, we are going to be doing projects until we (literally) die. I am seriously doubting that either of us will live long enough to actually see it all come to fruition...

I digress...

Confession time. What I've really been doing with my summer:

I met T (on the left) and K (right) in kindergarten. Yes, kindergarten. We have stayed close for over thirty years! Benefits of growing up in small town, USA.

T lives locally, hell, we even work for the same district, we just never seem to get together as often as we might like. K lives in Texas, but still has family locally. I haven't seen K since my wedding (three years) and haven't seen her kids in four years. Too long!!! Anyway, we all got together with the kids (minus T's almost-two-year-old :( ) a few weeks ago and enjoyed a great visit. I think somewhere in there, they convinced me, and I agreed, to do the 3 Day with them next year. This year will be K's 3rd year doing it and T's 2nd. I may have to rescind my agreement when I regain my senses. Must be the paint fumes...

Anyway, we had a nice visit and swore that we wouldn't wait that long between visits again. Hopefully, we'll see each other before our kids graduate from high school...


After a long grueling day of helping me lay shelf paper, Mic spent another few hours counting his birthday money (over and over and over...). He had his eye on Guitar Hero I and II and another guitar so that we could play with each other and one of us wouldn't have to use the controller as a guitar (although, I have to say, we were all getting pretty good at it... not that we've been playing a lot, mind you...).

One evening, while Steve and I were perusing our new local Wal-Mart (what? doesn't everyone peruse Wal-Mart when their kids are gone for a few days? It's a hobby, m'kay?), we spotted something even better that Mic could get with his birthday loot... So, last week, I piled him in the car to go Father's Day shopping with me. After an hour or so going around and selecting gifts and cards for the various fathers in his life, I asked him if he'd like to know the real reason I drug him out shopping with me. He looked at me, crooked smile and big ole' baby blues gleaming, a bit puzzled (but ya gotta understand, that's Mic's usual look) and of course said yes.

We get back to the electronics section, I pointed at the box, at which point, he went absolutely insane, chanting, "Who da MAN?!?!!?!" all the way back to the house... and the rest, they say...

the real reason it is taking me weeks to paint Mac's room!