The only "pic" I had today was when I "pic-ked" a pony bead out of Snuggie's nose with a chopstick! It was yellow. The bead, not the chopstick. Or the nose.
We're all getting over colds. We were out of the loop for so long due to a trip up north and our sickness that Sharkbait told his auntie he wishes he could go to school so he could see his friends! Ouch! Don't worry, little fella, we're going to get back into the swing of things this week. Does anyone else feel bad about infecting friends at Bible Study and Sunday School, but not feel bad about heading out to Walmart for painting supplies? Or is it just me?
So, we didn't go to our normal activities this weekend but did paint our blue wall in the master bedroom (it's "cozy neutral" now, to match the other three walls). We painted the master bathroom the same color: cozy, cozy neutral...mmmmm, I need a nap.
We also painted our little hallway between the kids' rooms the same color as our living room...what is it called? Cliveden leather? Um, how about light brown?
Our house is starting to shape up!
We're still "decluttering"...our garage looks like what our master bedroom used to look like.
It's hard to think that this house is sorta, kinda not ours anymore...we're preparing it, in a sense, for its new owners...sniff, sniff...
I hope the kids don't color on the walls anymore, especially with permanent markers.
Our sweet friend found out we were sick and offered to bring us chicken noodle soup. I was at the store, mind you, when she called, picking up a gallon of Cliveden leather-tinted paint. I was so blessed that I said, sure, chatting away with her, while the paint was being mixed. It didn't occur to me until about an hour before she was going to come over that we're not that sick. Snuggie was the first to get sick...then, SweetSong...then, Sharkbait and me...Hub's hanging on by a thread, trying not to get sick...it started with a day of headache, muscle ache, and low-grade fever...not a biggie...then, just a sore throat and some chest congestion/cough in the mornings...really, we were well enough to paint and play...and here was my friend, gearing up to bring us soup and Sprite! I called her, saying, hey, it's so sweet of you to offer, but we're really feeling okay! She laughed and insisted on bringing the meal over, saying, don't feel super, super bad about being a little sick...I smiled. I didn't feel super bad...just a little...foolish...
It was good soup.
I'll have to get some pictures up soon. Not of the soup. Of the house. And of Cliveden leather.
2 comments:
A good meal someone else makes it always nice!!! Good luck with the house. I know its SO hard to keep clean with kids but sounds like your routine may help with that!
awww.. I thought this post was very sweet and cute! I'm glad you guys are feeling better.. and soup is good anytime! lol! Or at least that's what I was bought up to believe!
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