My year was brutal, to be honest. Absolutely soul-scrapingly rough. But in the end here are six major breakthroughs that never would have happened if I did not live right here, right now and right as I can:

1. My Little Yellow House in the Hoody of the Weird has not yet outstripped my skills as a homeowner (pause here to knock on wood. Did ( Read more... )

May not be yellow much longer. Which makes me kind of sad. The happy part is that my co-worker has a power washer and enough blue paint to paint the peeling, bubbling exposed wood that is my house. Ash's mom has offered the use of her power sprayer and Ash has offered the use of her guns....I mean talent. She once painted a police station, ( Read more... )

Ash is ripping out the sub-flooring and underneath is ( Read more... )

We put on Lady Sovereign and we dance, dance, dance!

(While cleaning the house for X's SIXTH b-day party tonight! SIX!)

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I have never lived in a bona fide two-income household before. With M., I was either on welfare, he was in skool or I was in skool the whole 12 years (he was in skool for 10 of the 12 years ( Read more... )

The Kid just unearthed my B.A.D. cd for dishes-doing accompaniment......

I did something right.

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This morning I got this delivered by a local plant store as a "thank you for calling 911" gift from the across the street lady. It is HUGE, like 4.5 ft tall. (the pic next to it is one of my favorite paintings by The Kid from when he was in 5th grade ( Read more... )

...just for, um, five minutes ( Read more... )