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Our life is full of wonderful, chaotic, blessed, hysterical, insane, magical, sad, scary, sweet, mind boggling, moments. While balancing life with 3 cherubs, parents, sisters, BIL, In-laws, 1 teaching career, and many good friends; I find that our life is moving far toooo fast. It is important to cherish and record the moments as we consistently try to balance our scale (God forbid I make a photo album)! MB

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Tick Tock

As a "change of lifer", I have been interviewing for a teaching job, thinking about interviewing for a teaching job, preparing for an interview for a teaching job, searching for an available teaching job, losing sleep over the lack of teaching jobs, for what seems like an eternity. I am exhausted.

I had another interview today which felt like it may have gone well, which means...

I hope someone hires me soon.
Tick tock.
Off goes my working "internal clock".
If it takes much longer, it will be time to retire.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Mid-Life Crisis?

Jokingly, hubby has been teased a great deal recently because he seems to have started a traditional mid-life crisis. First came the monstersizedTRUCK:

Which was "needed" to tow the CAMPER that one of our neighbors hates and asked us to relocate because it was "highly visable from every aspect of her home":

Which led to the current OBSESSION BOAT:

It is a good thing he does not have a secretary we are HAPPY... his crisis does not worry any of us! Enjoy mid-life hubby! xoxo

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

What's really in your nest?

Big Sis and I have a morbid agreement. If one of us dies, the other will rush over and clean out "that closet" before all the relatives get to our home to gather. You know, the closet or space that everything gets shoved into when you are having a party or if you are just being plain lazy when picking up. The pile of, ahem, stuff that needs to be sorted through but NEVER does until either 1)the closet won't close anymore 2)the crap falls out when the door opens or 3)a good friend opens the closet door by mistake and you feel mortified. So having said that, it seems like lately, ALL my closets are "that closet".

So, here I am, nesting. Nesting~ traditionally this action takes place right before a woman gives birth to her babies. A time when she cleans every closet, organizes, purges, makes everything ship-shape. I am nesting. Big time. I am on a mission to rid myself of dig myself out from under the 39 years of clutter and disorganization that I have bequested upon my home.

Do you know how many pens I found in the "craft bin". Let's just say, I'll never buy a pen , crayon, sticky, sticker, or googly eye again. I won't even tell you how many mittens were in this house! I have donated enough mittens to keep half of our state warm next winter.

One closet, one corner, one room, one bin at a time, our house is going to be like new!

Statute of Limitations

What is the statute of limitations on your favorite wardrobe item? I guess it's time to start purging here. My recent conversation with cherub 3:

Cherub 3: Mom, how old is your shirt?

(Pause to look down at my fav t-shirt that only has one tiny hole.)

Me: About 15 years old.

Cherub 3: Hey, next year it can drive!

Vroooom speeds the shirt right to the trash.