Happy New Year 2009
The walls are painted.
The stomachs are filled with seafood.
The movie is playing and it is time to say so-long to 2008. What a year it was for us.
Happy New Year. We welcome 2009.
The walls are painted.
The stomachs are filled with seafood.
The movie is playing and it is time to say so-long to 2008. What a year it was for us.
Happy New Year. We welcome 2009.
This morning, in the bright light of daytime, I realized that the hallwall trimwork looks dingy. Yellowish instead of nice, bright white like the foyer or family room trimwork.
Now would be a great time to paint I thought and sprung the idea on DH. He isn’t too keen on doing this project but that didn’t […]
Chloe, laying, watching the action below her. This is her favorite spot to sleep. She looks innocent doesn’t she. Hmm, read on to see how she is the reason for some of this carpet removal.
She moved quickly once the work began.
The boys love to jump right in and tackle these jobs. (This is actually a […]
Happy New Year.
We’re doing fine here, I’m just busy with the kids and life and trying to stay off the pc. If I could write the posts I compose as I fall asleep, or the ones I compose as I exercise at the Y, there would be tons of posts up. However, […]
Those were Mark’s words when he heard from the Dr. Beautiful words. Much ado about nothing. Everything is fine.
Thank you so much for your kind words, emails and notes of concern. It meant so much to us.
Mark’s MRI is scheduled for Monday. I have a big ol’knot in my stomach.
On Sunday evening Michael completed his two chemistry labs and they were both fun. So much fun that he insisted doing them again this evening with Mark. I think it is something you could easily do with your kids too. The one piece of equipment that is needed, that you probable do not have is […]
We had our visit to the Neuro-ophthalmic Dr today. First we met with this very nice intern who insisted talking with Mark — it was cute and I do like it when the Dr is asking the kid the questions. After all it is his eyes and he knows what he is […]