Saturday, January 8, 2011

Our Week In Pictures and, you know, I'll probably ramble a bit, too.

God Bless the week that flies right by.

Here it is already, Saturday. This is what happens in the wake of Christmas, in the jump-start of life that is the New Year. The pace quickens a bit, while still maintaining that luxuriously lazy haze of cooped-up Winter.

We returned from our Ohio trip to some great news - a showing on Tuesday evening!

In truth, I was annoyed when the call came in on Monday. My attitude was awful, ungrateful. I think my exact words to Cory were something like, "I do not want to spend my day cleaning the house when they're not going to buy it anyway."

Not much later, I apologized for this heart of mine, which whines one moment, "Why isn't this house sellllllinnnnng?" then gripes when we land a showing. This is just one example of the moments where I have to wonder just how tired God gets of my junk. Not me, but my junk.

So, I unpacked suitcases and cleaned.

I was inspired to go ahead and Tear Down That Tree.

I gathered up the force of all my will and mopped the floor.

The kids played Monkeys in the Jungle.

Then Indiana Jones.

Then Indiana Jones Lego People. (Which bore a striking resemblance to the previous.)

Then things ramped up a bit.

And yes, it's true, I knowingly allowed my two small people to leap from one piece of furniture to another. It was just that kind of day. It kept the natives happy for a solid hour.

The following day - showing day - around 10 AM, we got a call that the showing was canceled, but rescheduled for Thursday.

Then we got a call that the Thursday rescheduled showing was re-rescheduled for next Tuesday.

Then we got a call that we had another showing to fill the spot of the previously canceled re-rescheduled showing on Thursday.

Then we got a call that the new Thursday showing was canceled.

So, just to be clear - no showings. None at all. Got that?

The rest of the week was spent playing on clean floors...

Lugging around Pots of Pie...

And coloring 'til the cows come home.
(ps - they're still not here)

FYI - This is what Silo looks like every time Calvin and Ruby are coloring. Every. Single. Time.

And it's really not fair - you can't fully appreciate the moment without the soundtrack of whining from the two Biggers. "Mommmmmm! Silas is trying to get our markerrrrrrs! Mommmmm! Silas is on the taaaaaaabllllllle!"

Remember our bad waffle morning?

Well, when life gives us waffle fits, we make spectacular toasted waffle PB&Js for afternoon snack.

Take that.

We shipped our first batch of cereal boxes off to Haiti! This box may not look big, but it is heavy and I was shocked and appalled at how many boxes fit inside. A big Thank You to everyone who gave us boxes or sent your own. This is amazing, redemptive work being done through The Apparent Project. *To buy a necklace, go here.

Also, a straw poll indicates that Honey Nut Cheerios is the far-and-away winner of Miss Popularity. Or maybe it should be Mr. Popularity? Honey Bee has always struck me as more masculine...

And speaking of masculine, what do you think of Siley's lovely headwrap?

And speaking of lovely, I rocked this look all. week. long, Baby.

Except for the night that I had my annual Christmas dinner with Sarah.

Oh Carrabbas, it had been much too long.

I think it had been 4 years too long.

This meal is my new favorite restaurant Italian meal evs. Pasta with tomato-basil sauce, spinach, mushrooms and arti hearts. Oh, and garlic. About a bulb's worth, I'm thinking. Cory smelled me making my way home from two miles North.

So there you have it, in fits and grins.

Another week, in the books.

I'm holed up in the Fox Room with a cup of Sugar Plum Spice and 5 of my dearest friends stacked up beside me, to cheer me on. I've got work to do.

Happy, snowy Saturday, Peeps!

**Be sure to enter my Giveaway!** (Deadline is Monday at noon.)

**And if you're smart, you'll enter hers, too.**

Update:: Just got back from Target and my houseslippers are on Clearance! Don't say I didn't warn you.