This week...

-   Days are starting to blur together.  I feel that all the hours of the day are consumed by painting.  I stop myself from complaining about it by reminding myself of all the money we are saving by doing this project ourselves, that it is being done right the first time and that the house looks so much better now.  I get happy about it all then.  Plus I painted the front door in my new awesome color today!  I even called Glenn while he was at work and squealed in his ear that it was done and looking freakin' awesome!  He told me I was touched and even asked if I remember to put plastic under the door so I didn't get paint on the wood floor.  Apparently I have the IQ of an earthworm and might forget things like that.  Just like I forgot to double an important ingredient in the last batch of cookies.

-   Speaking of cookies...  I redeemed myself today with a brand new batch of Chocolate Chip cookies. The flour was the first thing I measured out (doubled) into a bowl and set it to the side so I wouldn't totally screw up another batch.  I have heard many times this evening that these are much better than the parchment paper thin things that were made last week.  I totally agree with everyone.

-   I have found out that some pretty strange conversations tend to come about when one is outside painting with kids.  The things that a 14yr. old and a 9 yr. old can talk about.  I have been shaking my head a lot at all of these strange topics being discussed.  During one discussion I was asked why I only go so far up on the ladder.  I might have said something about getting queasy, etc.  My dear 9yr. old politely told me not to "queas" near her and make sure I make it to the trash can nearby because she was not picking up after me if that happens.  I guess I've been told.  Queas?  I guess it's one of those things you just don't ask about.

-   Skunks are not my favorite thing in life.  I so hate opening the door in the early morning hours just to find that their most awesome of smells is lingering around.  That makes me want to "queas".  Too bad there isn't a skunk free zone that can be enforced around our neighborhood.  That would be so awesome.  We got stuck by one here in town while stopped at a red light and it was killing me.  Glenn told me that is was a "potent skunk" because it had been there for several days, as he has driven by it the past few mornings while going to work and that it was weakening.  Didn't seem weak to me.  Little Miss B was totally not paying attention to the conversation, caught only part of it and then exclaimed "Daddy, why would you punch a skunk?".  Good thing we were stopped at the red light because I would have probably drove off the road I was laughing so hard.  While trying not to "queas".

-   I think Winter is trying to push it's way in and take over for Fall already.  Just dang cold here the past few days.  There is snow on the mountains already and tonight is suppose to be as low as 35!  Seriously!  Where is that happy little medium where no utilities have to be used for at least a month, maybe a teensy more?  It's killing me.  I want my wonderful little Fall.  Mom is coming up for a visit and we had to remind her to leave the flip flops at home and bring warm clothes.  It isn't in the 90's up here like where she is.

-   Now it's back to the regularly scheduled program around here... Painting.  At least it's half done.  But I'm not liking two story homes right now.  Just saying.

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kar