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Gardening

I'm afraid I don't know how to tell what is a weed and what isn't. What if this little scraggly plant I'm pulling out turns out to be a beautiful flower?

Studio

Spring

Can't Move

So much accomplished today. Major yard work. Major demo work. Major playtime for Luke. A good Saturday all in all.

Some pictures to share:

Here is a corner of my house - the kitchen window, looking out to the street. Spring has sprung. Even if it is snowing, hailing and freezing out every other day.



Here is the demo - one taken standing in my bedroom, one standing in the livingroom. And when I say, in my bedroom, I do not mean in the doorway of my bedroom:





Here's my artsy shot of the day. Some sort of seed pods:



And here is Kesia soaking up the heat front of my fake fire. Yes, it's holiday lights on logs - Frank just think's I'm hillarious. Or something else... I'm not sure what.

And I was going to say...

...that things are going so well at the new house. All the nasty surprises seem to be in the past. Things are under control. Plans have been made for improvements. We have our list and are moving on. No sign of any rodents since Frank was in India. The house is comfortable even though it is more than half empty. Luke gets to ride his bike through it and yesterday was so nice that I took him out to explore the sidewalks for the first time. We met some neighbor kids and moms, and found a new park and took Kesia, the old girl, with us, even. She was in pure bliss - it's been a long time since she was an in-town dog and she seemed to be as grateful for the return as I am.

And then today. I bought some new dish soap, and instead of just putting it under the sink, I thought I'd take advantage of the little built-in dispenser that came with the sink. How to do it? I started by just lifting the pumper off the top. Looked in - yup - looks like the place to pour the soap in... started pouring. Frank came in and said "WHAT are you doing?" and then asked was I sure? And I said yeah, I think it's this easy. And I kept pouring. And he said, "Why don't you stop now so I won't have so much to clean up in a few minutes." And I kept pouring... ignoring him of course - I know what I'm doing here... but then I was STILL pouring and I had bought a BIG thing of soap... and so I said, out loud, how I wondered how big the container under the sink was... and so then Frank reaches over and opens the cab door and says "STOP!!!".

Yes, he was right all along. Soap all under the sink. What a mess. Turns out that stupid little container for the soap had a BIG ASS crack in it. Figures. One more thing to add to the "list".

Our Family Portrait

I'm so excited to share this picture that is now hanging in my new kitchen! It's by artist Debi Hubbs of Artblooms Studio. She's doing a 60 mile walk for breast cancer and trying to raise $2500 for it. I sent her a donation and she sent me this painting - it's our "family portrait"! Luke wants to know why he's so small. I just love it.