Love (My Yard) Thursday
This morning, I awoke before the kids and came downstairs...
(which sounds very non-violent but in reality, I had set my alarm. Gotta keep it honest here.)
(Coop is out of town.)
I came downstairs as dawn was peeking through the trees out back. And this is what I saw:
Everything was still and quiet and shrouded in this peaceful mist. I interrupted my own little Moment to go get the camera so I could share it with you. (See how GIVING I am? Ah, that's just how we New Yorkers are.) (Y'all.)
I don't know. It set the tone for my morning --which was um, smooth and without yelling. Everyone got to school on time, with their lunches and without anyone getting lost or, get this, HONKED AT. Dude, I so rule.
And then the mist gave way to the most spectacular, 70 degree, incredible day. I longed to go to the beach and lay out while drinking margaritas out of a thermos with a really long straw...oh, right, that was a different (college-related) decade. Know what I did instead? I got more done than I've gotten done in any one day since we moved. No husband + kids in school = lots of boxes unpacked. I unpacked every box in the girls' rooms. Of course, my vacuum cleaner bit the dust (I'm thinking of replacing it with the Dyson Animal. Any opinions or advice?) but as soon as I buy a new one and do a little spiffing up, I'll post some pictures.
I even turned the heel on my latest socks that I'm knitting. Life is good.
(which sounds very non-violent but in reality, I had set my alarm. Gotta keep it honest here.)
(Coop is out of town.)
I came downstairs as dawn was peeking through the trees out back. And this is what I saw:
Everything was still and quiet and shrouded in this peaceful mist. I interrupted my own little Moment to go get the camera so I could share it with you. (See how GIVING I am? Ah, that's just how we New Yorkers are.) (Y'all.)
I don't know. It set the tone for my morning --which was um, smooth and without yelling. Everyone got to school on time, with their lunches and without anyone getting lost or, get this, HONKED AT. Dude, I so rule.
And then the mist gave way to the most spectacular, 70 degree, incredible day. I longed to go to the beach and lay out while drinking margaritas out of a thermos with a really long straw...oh, right, that was a different (college-related) decade. Know what I did instead? I got more done than I've gotten done in any one day since we moved. No husband + kids in school = lots of boxes unpacked. I unpacked every box in the girls' rooms. Of course, my vacuum cleaner bit the dust (I'm thinking of replacing it with the Dyson Animal. Any opinions or advice?) but as soon as I buy a new one and do a little spiffing up, I'll post some pictures.
I even turned the heel on my latest socks that I'm knitting. Life is good.
Comments
I'm glad to hear that you're still finding a (little) time to knit. For some reason it worried me that you would move away and then never knit me a pair of socks. I mean, knit because you enjoy it so.
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And, here's a new pic of Baby Baker, who is a chunky monkey now!
baby Baker
HUGS!!! to the Coopers...
Man.
My house could fit in your yard.
The only issue that I have with upright vacuums is the beater bar, which always clogs and stops turning with animal hair in it...of course, if your animals don't shed, you won't have trouble...that or take Scout to the groomers every month--especially in the warmer weather, which you likely do anyway, so what am I talking about....
But yeah, I love my Dyson Animal.
Just my $.02 but Dyson RULES!
We have a Dyson and, as much as it does a good job, it always smells like a wet dog when we start it. We could only clean what we could take apart and that Weiner-dog dander is in the nooks and crannies for life.
The pooches have passed on to Doggie Heaven so maybe we'll get the Dyson with the ball - as Teena suggests.
We also have a Rainbow that I really love.
I have no advice for a vacuum, though. I picked mine to suck spiders not clean the floor.