renovating gkgirl style....

sigh.

here is how a small project renovation
happens in our household...

my husband decided to build a new bed for eight...
perfect...
done with no real misery.

then decides to hang our new tv on the wall...
in the corner...
therefore needs a "corner contraption"...
welds one out of steel...
done...

leads to having to build a new cabinet to hold dvd player
x box, dish box etc etc...
this needs to be painted black...
almost done.

leads to deciding to wire the computer up to the tv
so that we can access everything on our computer from the
x-box controls and he can also provide a third router
for my laptop...
in the process of doing this
nicks a hole into the rad and water starts spraying...

this gets welded and then,
the furnace won't work.

we go to bed.

get up this morning and suddenly decide to take
12's bed out and put 8's bed in her room, in a new revised position
(chopping the legs off) which leads to deciding to put
old tv cabinet in her room which leads to 12 hours of
taking her room apart so this dream could become a reality...

meanwhile...
husband is painting new cabinet, making new drawer fronts
for 8's bed, chopping legs off 12's new bed, fixing the furnace
and making pancakes...

and that is how we do "one small project".

gah.

SPC (celebration...two days late!)

christmas eve
with my husband's family
which we do every year...
this year's included
2 new babies,
family home from away,
meeting family of new family joined,
hugs,
lots of pictures taken,
food shared,
presents ripped open,
compliments on the new living room furniture,
12's scoffing down of her favorite meatballs on toothpicks,
shyness on my part,
the yearly singing of rita macneill's working man
followed by silent night,
long drive home,
anticipation of what the morning will bring.

day at a time...

(a picture of my pant leg and foot after an hour's worth of shoveling)

creative everyday:
doodled, started making a birthday/altered/type book from an old kid's book
for one of my bestest friends, journaled every morning, knit at least six rows on the
smock coat, messed around with my blog/format/colors etc, took pictures of my feet
and of a massive square of ice, wrote two "real" emails to bloggers that i would like
to get to know better, dyed my hair black...really really black...like it used to be...

reading: the glass castle...i totally love love love this book...i feel like my bad book streak
is over! i don't want this book to end...although, honestly, i am very close to the end...

listening: turpentine by brandi carlile...i get a sudden aching sadness over this line
"wishing i was ten again so i could be your friend again" probably for a totally different
reason than intended by writer of the song but ache nonetheless.
the name of the song alone is an ache of a memory.

watching: alphadog...hate to admit that it was good even with JT in it...gag me...sad that
it was true (or based on true events, i'm not sure)
startdust...i LOVED this, loved loved loved this. i think i have blogged this already,
but i can't help it, i really, really loved it.

and for the record...NO diet coke ( my vice and addiction for the past 2 years)
pepsi, i've come home again...did you miss me?

sundaze...


sweet-nothing-sundaze...
sigh.

breakfast of bacon and sour-sweet jammed toast...
kids willingly cleaning their rooms...
cuddles on the chair listening to this new favorite song...

still a whole day open ahead of me...
and knowing i have tomorrow off to do as i please.

in the spirit of the new year and good intentions,
i have joined this
and am doing this fun swap
and have gone back to the journaling idea
borrowed from michelle
every morning as i
started here...

i went back and read my journaling
from this exercise in november
and was astounded at what i had wanted and
how voicing that affected my day...
i didn't get everything that i wanted obviously
but it did change things that i did throughout the day
because i felt aware of what i wanted the day to be,
short-term and long.

happy sunday to you...