Fay Fay

Fay Fay go away!
I can't stay inside another day!

Too much wind, too much rain
I am ready for things to be normal again!

We don't have the net, we don't have cable
It will be NEXT Wednesday until we are able.

Living in the dark ages

Let me start by saying. . .Comcast will not be at my new-to-me/old house to connect internet and cable until NEXT WEDNESDAY! It was supposed to be today, but blah blah blah long story. . .it won't be until next WEDNESDAY!!!! I only have access when Adam is home from work with his Internet air card. . .I am going crazy. . .

Here is the nitty gritty in bullet point form. I'm too tired to expound (and you probably don't care to read much more than a bullet point.)

• We close on our house tomorrow IF we are not in the middle of Hurricane Fay.
• I still have a few boxes to unpack. . .I have no energy for it.
• This new-to-me/old temp house is better than PA because my stuff is in it and not some dirty rental furniture.
• I am afraid of the master shower here, it is crusty and gross. I use the hall bath.
• I am afraid to use the master toilet. . .someone has painted it with a paint brush. . . too weird.
• It is very dark in this house, not many windows at all.
• Most of these bullets are negative. . .sorry about that. . .
• The rent here is very reasonable.
• Our landlady is very nice.
• I can live anywhere for 7 months right?
• We are looking forward to our new house. . .guess we will have to wait.
• I don't have Internet until Next WEDNESDAY. (have I mentioned that yet?)

We are. . .home. . .?

We are home from our mini vacation to NH. The wedding was beautiful, Sarah was beautiful, the weather was. . .decent. Sarah planned a beautiful outdoor wedding on a river at her new in law's house. She was going to get married outside come rain or shine. I remember her saying, "I will get married in the rain. . .I just hope people bring umbrellas." Nothing was going to stop her from getting married in the exact location she chose so many months ago. Well, the weather held off (with the exception of some rather loud thunder claps), through the ceremony and only started to rain during the pictures afterwords. Sarah was thrilled. I was too, for Sarah. She looked stunning in her white wedding gown that was trimmed in pink. Just gorgeous.

So, here I sit in my home that will only be my home for only one more week. I am starting to get a little nostalgic. I do like my house a lot, it is comfortable and I have called it home for 7 years now. It is just we are not moving into our new dream house until it is built. In the mean time we are headed to a temporary condo. Not exactly luxury. I lived in temp housing last year in PA and I can do it again this year too. God has such impeccable timing and he knows what is best for our family. SO NO COMPLAINING! (That was a reminder for me.) He has orchestrated such a miracle and I couldn't be happier.

More to come on the wedding and moving. . .I know you just are sitting on the edge of your seat.

Headed North

We are headed north to attend my sister in love, Sarah's wedding. This will be Bryson's debut as a Ring Bearer. Lots of pics to follow. . .I am sure you were hoping for that!

Adventures in Hiring a Babysitter

So we have a babysitter. . .she is young. . .no younger that I was when I babysat. . . she is going into the 9th grade. She is the Cheerleader type. Just suuuuuuuuuuper excited about the smallest things. She is so sweet and trying oh so hard to be mature about everything. She has a smile full of braces and I think she weighs the same as Bryson. I tell you, this girl is TINY, skinny.

The first time she sat him at night, I laid out all his night time things, pajamas, nighttime diaper, toothbrush, etc. should have been a piece of cake, right? When I went in to get him the next morning, I found she had put his diaper on BACKWARDS, how does this happen? I just figured, he must have been squirming like a crazy monkey and she was doing all she could to wrangle my 36 lb 2 year old. Quite possible, indeed.

Last night, was her second go around. This time, I even went so far as to write an F on the Front of the diaper and a B on the Back. We got home, paid the girl, took her home and came back home only to find the special nighttime diaper (the one Bryson needs because of his excess drinking problem, ahhem water and milk only!) in the trash can, not wet, but the tab was broken (probably a case of crazy squirmmy monkey) I was praying for the best.

This morning I went in to get him and he was SOAKED! I mean up to his shoulders. Something had gone terribly wrong. I took off his jammies only to find that a daytime diaper was put on backwards and I could see all privates hanging out! It wasn't even tight. Oh well. . .

I will ask her back again. She really is so good with Bryson, and he loves her. She simply needs a diapering lesson. I was trying to give her the benefit of doubt, but next time. . .full on Diapering 101!