I am still setting up house here. I had posted a whiny tweet about how I was going to have to move my blog to blogger because the cost of hosting this little blog was just too much.
Diapers and milk … or blog hosting…?
Luckily, for me, I have an awesome friend who offered to help me out. You should check out her blog – she has some awesome recipes on there. I am totally trying to figure out a way to have dinner at her place.
Speaking of housekeeping, I hate it. I hate having a messy house but our house looks .. uh, lived in. I mean, how clean of a house can you have when you have triplets who are a year and a half old and a 4 and a half year old who thinks that she really IS a princess and shouldn’t have to clean up her toys.
Fact: Abby wears a crown to bed at night.
My mother and James’ mother are cleaning champs. My mom claims it’s much easier to clean someone else’s house than it is to clean your own. I say “whatever woman, just do those dishes!” Kidding. Really. I swear.
Valentine’s Day James and I brought the babes out to his parents’ place while my mom wrangled the older two at our house. The plan was to work on the car – our second vehicle that is only driven when there is no snow on the ground (which is like 3 months out of the year).
James and I spent the day in town buying parts for the car, James’ mom spent the day trying to get the babies to nap and my mom cleaned our kitchen. It’s amazing how much room things can take up when they are just piled where ever until they can find a better home. Vacuum cleaner … broken carpet steam cleaner … Polly Pockets in a bin that had been taken away as a punishment … various pieces of work clothing of James’ …
Suddenly I can see our beautiful floor again. Now I just have to tackle the counter tops.
Someday…..
Instead I started making a purse today and continued knitting Abby’s new winter hat. I got a bit too excited when putting the purse together and had to take several bit apart again. Now I need to sort out how to get the pockets in it with most of the sides sewn up. Oops.
I am crazy crafty. Not Martha Stewart crafty. I am flying by the seat of my pajama pants.
…and what all of this has to do with one another I haven’t got a clue. Putting together a coherent post is beyond me currently. Blame it on the a-a-a-alcohol. By the way… who the heck thought it was a good idea to give Jamie Foxx a recording contract and access to AutoTune!? May they have to listen to that crap for all eternity.
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