Monday, July 12, 2010

My name is not Grace

Saturday morning, for the first time in weeks, the DaddyMan was home. That means, I got to go out garage saling all alone. Oh, was I excited! I hadn't been out garage saling by myself all summer and I was almost giddy. (Of course, I did kinda wish I had a local mom friend who loved to garage sale to go with me, but I got over it at the idea of being able to have a complete thought since no one would be talking to me!)

I hit a few sales and didn't find anything exciting. At one sale I chatted with the woman about her Creative Memories stuff she had for sale. Then, I walked down her driveway towards the van.

And that's where the ugly happened.

This subdivision was fairly new and therefore, the powers that be, had not yet laid the second layer of asphalt on the road. Therefore, there was about a two inch drop off after the gutter into the street. Yours truly stepped on the edge of that, twisted her left ankle which made me lurch forward and fall onto my right knee. Hard. Thankfully, I caught myself with my hands.

I sat in the street for a moment, deciding if I was going to live, before the garage sale lady gasped and came to my aid. She offered me ice and asked repeatedly if I was hurt. It took me several minutes to assess how badly I was hurt (sprained ankle, giant bruise, hamburgered knee and bruised hands) and I decided I would live.

Ow. I'm too old and too fat to fall down. Now excuse me while I go ice a body part and whine.

Monday, July 5, 2010

We need to work on history

Yesterday at church, they did a presentation with quotes from some of the founding fathers and how their faith helped shape our country.

Since we've never studied American history, I was leaning over and filling A in on who the people were that said the quotes. I pointed out that Alexander Hamiliton was a president, Patrick Henry was a patriot and then there was a quote from Samuel Adams.

A leaned over to me and informed me, "He's a beer."

Technically....she's right... sigh...

Friday, July 2, 2010


Is this thing still on? Someone mentioned the other day that I haven't been blogging much. They're right. I'm behind. My life's insane. Here's a rundown:

The DaddyMan came home one day and told me they're closing his office. The higher ups want us to move 2 hours south.
My head whirled with all we must do to get the house on the market. I contemplated throwing up. I got diarrhea instead (TMI??)
2 days later we drove to PA for the graduation, then to Niagara Falls then home to a picnic with friends where my 'prone to carsickness child' puked. Whoops.

The next weekend, we helped my dearest friend move her family two hours away from us. We've known this move was coming for over a year and were so excited. But now, we're moving and we'll be about 3 or so hours away. Aargh.
I spent the next week spinning in circles. That's what one does when one has an insane amount of work before them and doesn't know where to start. We also hadn't told anyone about the impending move so trying to sit on this news AND be productive didn't go so well for me.

The following week was garage sale week. As in, I purged my house and ended the week making some good bucks by having a sale.
Now we're into mid-June. My girls went to VBS. I packed 3 boxes and prepared for my inlaws to arrive for a week.
They were here while the DaddyMan and I went to a work conference for him. There was some fun stuff as well as some uber-boring talk about what he does for a living. Being a sahm is far more exciting I think.
I spent the rest of that week with my inlaws working on house projects and letting my mind relax a little bit.

That brings us to this week. The graduate from a few weeks ago (wait, by now it's been like 6 weeks and it's been a whirlwind since then) is here for a week. This is a holiday weekend, there's lots to do and lots that needs done.

By next week...perhaps life will slow down a bit and I'll have time to take the 40000? pictures off my camera and do a proper blog update. Time will tell.