I truly enjoy writing this blog. The house has been the content of most posts. I do have some trepidation about when the major renovations are finished. What will I write about? I do have 1,467,942 projects planned for decorating and furnishing our new home. Maybe that will work:)
this week, we went from this
To this! Yes and I do know there are no handles. Don’t push.
My sweet guy sent me a message. He knows me so well. PVC-yes, spray paint-yes please
I love and I mean LOVE my church. I especially love the people I work with and serve with. Here is just a sampling of a Sunday morning. This cutie helps me out at dark thirty on Sunday mornings when sometimes I need an extra hand. We didn’t at all suck the helium out of the leftover balloons and sing loudly
We love each other. These two are my band mates. We play music and sing together on a weekly basis. We also suffer with headaches and use our gift of message therapy to alleviate pain. #LoveGod #Lovepeople
and then there’s this guy. Who lives in Orlando but still comes up to play. He is ridiculously talented and uses his talent for God. Even with no shoes.
We just might be moving soon. Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Did you know I have the best dog? He is completely neurotic, walks backwards kind of like a moonwalk, costs a ridiculous amount of money due to his special food , special medicine, special this and special that. He hates floor without carpet and the new house has one room with carpet and that’s on the 3rd floor. Oh did I mention he doesn’t do stairs?
I’ve never claimed to be fat however I would like to be a little smaller. If only I didn’t love potatoes as much as the people before mentioned.
This is the fireplace in the library. It’s sad and the fireplace guy won’t fix it. He says it’s too bad and we should tear it down. We have looked at it for months and tried to decide what to do. Well it’s been standing for 113 years so we are not tearing it down. I guess this where I say stay tuned………
I really want to see this movie before it goes to red box. Probably not going to happen but a girl can wish.
I told you random. From the next chapter of the blog to potatoes.
the girl wishing she had mashed potatoes now.