What we're up to....

Not much. I think we are in a Post-Holiday, Post-Move funk. Howie took a week of vacation last week, so we bummed a couple of days, took a trip to Ann Arbor, and at the advice of my Realtor painted the OLD kitchen..( you know, in the house that has been for sale for 10 months). Really not what I wanted to be doing while he was home, and certainly not what HE wanted to do while he was home, so he didn't, my mom and I did. Wednesday I stripped wall paper all afternoon, then God bless my mom, she got the paint for me and we painted until the wee hours of the morning, which for me is like 9:30 PM. It looks much better, but I opened the proverbial can of worms, ( I think that's the right metaphor?) New paint made the old cabinets look older, we couldn't re-surface the cabinets or put updated hardware on without messing with the hinges, which were falling off and probably couldn't be put back on. The floor looked worse, the molding looked worse, so the next logical step is to tear it all out and have someone put in new, right? Well anyway, that's what we are doing, hoping it will entice someone to buy the house, since everything we have done to date obviously hasn't worked. I will post before and after pics if I get a chance.
Otherwise, the boys are finishing up basketball, and we are in the middle of swimming lessons. We are seriously thinking about guitar lessons for H once basketball is over. Neither Howie or I are terribly musically inclined, ( although I was in the band.. he just played football.) So I think that if he shows some interest in anything that makes him more well rounded, bring it on... I'm not thinking that basketball is his thing, anyhow. Their last game they lost 64-0.

E and I have been working on sewing clothes for her Bitty Baby. I hope some day she loves and cherishes these because right now, she says she doesn't like them as she rips them off. Her baby's name is Jacob, after the little boy down the street. ( Her fish is named Emma, after Jacob's sister). Maybe I should be making little boy clothes, or at least gender neutral. Silly Me