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Monday, September 17, 2012
Thursday, September 13, 2012
It was my birthday.
I was just going to sign on here for a second to change my age on my profile since I am now 29. Then I thought while I'm here, I better share a bit about my birthday.
There are really just 3 things you need to know about my birthday.
1. Justin took the day off. This is a big deal since he usually doesn't get home until right before the kids go to bed. So I had my best bud with me all day long.
2. Justin surprised me with a new camera. Now I just need to learn how to use it.
3. The cake was worth the 92-day wait. Justin and Sarah made the inside and I finished the outside.
I have more pictures of the cake if you're interested. And no, there is none left.
This beautiful blue dutch oven gets an honorable mention. I ordered it myself and used it a week before my birthday but I bought it with my birthday in mind. Sometimes I want to hug it and it never leaves my stove top (I use it 2-3 times a week).
There are really just 3 things you need to know about my birthday.
1. Justin took the day off. This is a big deal since he usually doesn't get home until right before the kids go to bed. So I had my best bud with me all day long.
3. The cake was worth the 92-day wait. Justin and Sarah made the inside and I finished the outside.
I have more pictures of the cake if you're interested. And no, there is none left.
This beautiful blue dutch oven gets an honorable mention. I ordered it myself and used it a week before my birthday but I bought it with my birthday in mind. Sometimes I want to hug it and it never leaves my stove top (I use it 2-3 times a week).
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Labor Day Weekend
Well let's back up a moment here and share a picture of Henry in cowboy boots.
Sarah was really tired that afternoon since waking up at an unholy hour. She made herself a bed on the stairs and was out.
I should be embarrassed to show these following pictures but perhaps my blog will help someone out there dealing with GFS, Grimy Floor Syndrome.
So I have this linoleum floor that is only 5 years old. It has a dull finish and deep texture which means dirt gets nice and settled and won't come out. Perhaps you've noticed when you've come to my house but have been kind enough not to point. I've scrubbed the entire thing on my hands and knees with harsh cleaner and a bristle brush and it didn't look any better. Do you know how frustrating it is to mop and your floor still look like you need to mop? I told Justin I wanted a new floor. But I also want to finish the basement so to save money, I turned to the interwebs. I found this recipe for homemade floor cleaner and voila! Good as new.
There is hope, linoleum owners. (Seriously, so gross.) It took a couple of days to get used to a light, clean floor.
P.S. Does anyone know where I can buy washing soda? I ordered some online because I couldn't find any at Walmart or Lowes.
Last Saturday we went to the farm at Thanksgiving Point.
Henry loved every second of it and would have climbed into the pens if we would have let him. Sarah liked it when she wasn't thinking about the animal smell.
I love big horses.
My little cowgirl.
Sarah made this pillow house/bed/fort while I was in the shower. She didn't want her picture taken.
Monday we went to Payson Lakes with my sister and her family. These two love fishing.
Henry and I like eating and visiting.
"I've got the fish food, Dad."
This little beauty came out of our garden.
And this little cutie says "cheese" when I take his picture. I didn't even ask him too. He must have learned it from his sister.
Here's the video of it. Sorry it keeps going blurry. My camera has seen better days.
Sarah was really tired that afternoon since waking up at an unholy hour. She made herself a bed on the stairs and was out.
I should be embarrassed to show these following pictures but perhaps my blog will help someone out there dealing with GFS, Grimy Floor Syndrome.
So I have this linoleum floor that is only 5 years old. It has a dull finish and deep texture which means dirt gets nice and settled and won't come out. Perhaps you've noticed when you've come to my house but have been kind enough not to point. I've scrubbed the entire thing on my hands and knees with harsh cleaner and a bristle brush and it didn't look any better. Do you know how frustrating it is to mop and your floor still look like you need to mop? I told Justin I wanted a new floor. But I also want to finish the basement so to save money, I turned to the interwebs. I found this recipe for homemade floor cleaner and voila! Good as new.
There is hope, linoleum owners. (Seriously, so gross.) It took a couple of days to get used to a light, clean floor.
P.S. Does anyone know where I can buy washing soda? I ordered some online because I couldn't find any at Walmart or Lowes.
Last Saturday we went to the farm at Thanksgiving Point.
Henry loved every second of it and would have climbed into the pens if we would have let him. Sarah liked it when she wasn't thinking about the animal smell.
This is what Henry said at every animal he saw. They all make the same sound, apparently.
My little cowgirl.
Sarah made this pillow house/bed/fort while I was in the shower. She didn't want her picture taken.
Monday we went to Payson Lakes with my sister and her family. These two love fishing.
Henry and I like eating and visiting.
"I've got the fish food, Dad."
This little beauty came out of our garden.
And this little cutie says "cheese" when I take his picture. I didn't even ask him too. He must have learned it from his sister.
Here's the video of it. Sorry it keeps going blurry. My camera has seen better days.
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