Sunday, March 6, 2011

Sunday Briefing

Well, let's give this Sunday Briefing a shot. If you thought last week was action just wait.

Well, cats out of the bag now. We are moving. Sold one house, bought another. Without a doubt, it's betters-sweet. I'm switching a two story four bed, two bath, two car garage, big kitchen, and two living rooms for a three two one bedroom, one bath, no garage, and a sorry excuse for a kitchen. If I seem a little pessimistic right now, I am. Sorry, I'm not typically a glass-half-empty kind of girl, but...ahem.  Actually the new home is great. TONS of potential. It's on a little over of a half acer. The living area is great, and is very open. The kitchen, is, well, needs work but fits right into the "potential" category. The home is about 100 years old, and has one of those giant attics that has every element for the perfect horror film.  Rusty old bed frame, picture of an old man with the following eyes, and an old travelers trunk with unknown contents. But horror setting will soon become our romantic retreat with the remodel.  Anyway, I have high hopes for the new old new old...whatever home. I'm excited. Life is full of adventures. 

Going along with the moving motif, our current house is packed in boxes spread out between a storage unit, a horse trailer, and random peoples houses. Can I just say that we have the best family and church family EVER. Can I get an AMEN!?  They sacrificed their weekend to help us pack and move. My mom headed up from Utah and got my butt in order and the house was packed in boxes before you new it! Ps. It's not a good idea to pack up your bathroom necessities if you don't plan on moving immediately. Nor is it wise to move out the microwave, stove, and dishwasher early either. Just sayin'. We love cold pizza, horrible hairdos and obscure makeup. Sorry if we look homeless for the next week. And the cats a little angry because we packed up his rocking chair a little too early as well. His life sucks for the time being.

Um, my lifeline cellphone is dying a slow painful death.  I have boycotted smart phone cause I think they are stupid.... ha...ha... anyway, so I'm still rocking an old flip phone that does nothing but dial numbers and send a text or two..and maybe a cool ringtone or something.  But for  unknown reasons, the screen is cracking. And it's getting worse ever so slowly, day by day. So now text messages don't make sense and I happen make a few random calls. So what. 

On top of our adventures, we're still sick. Brent, more so than me, but he's a proud member of the "man-cold club".

Church was g-r-e-a-t today. Like always. I could write you a big ol' post on how awesome it is, but you'd be better off just going to church. HintHint-NudgeNudge. 

The nail biting you ask? Oh it's just going strong! Brent has this phobia thing with earring and long fingernails (don't ask), so I have been politely asked to keep them on the shorter side. I react like any five year old would, and demand I be allowed to do whatever I want. It worked about as well as any other child's temper tantrum does. My nails are short and unpainted. Boo. He's a weirdy, that's for sure. But I loooove him.

Diet? What diet? Did you not read the bit about the pizza thing up there? Ya well, you try living out of a box and prepare a health conscience meal. Yes, I realize salad is just as easy to buy as pizza. Sush.  I'm a sorry excuse for a dieter, but I like to pretend. I have to say, Dad is keeping us well fed in the Pizza department. He brought us over a big pizza, completely decked out with our faves, and an order of cheeeesy breadsticks. We ate a total of two slices and a stick or two, and the boys helped themselves to the rest while we were out. 

We have watched a handful of a-ma-za-zing movies. Like Look Who's Talking Too and A Bug's Life... currently Brent is watching Forrest Gump and I'm entertaining the mass audiences two people that read my blog.

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That's all folks!


  1. I love you! And I can't wait to see you! I miss you like crazy! If there is anyone in this world that can make that house rock more than your last one it is you! You are amazing and creative and I'm sure it is going to be perfect soon enough! I wish you would call me! I understand that you are busy but you could drop me a text between bites of cold pizza! ;) Or we could chat while you eat bread sticks! Miss you like crazy! Love you!

  2. You are amazing and I love you dearly too.

  3. I love your blog. It makes me smile every time I read it ... and I need some humor in my life. :)

    I LOVE the idea of moving into a house with potential. I'm actually pretty jealous... you should post some 'before' pictures!

  4. Good luck with the move! Hope all goes well!

  5. Ummmm.... yeah. Sorry about the mirror, microwave, stove removal/breakage. Thought it was a good idea. Whoops! :) I know a cool place that will feed you for free, let you access the cupboards & soak in a hot tub. Oh... it has really cool horses too. You should check it out. Since I have SEEN the new place... it is better than "has potential". I'll give you the thumbs up on "horror" film attic though... but it truly is a beautiful home. Love ya!

  6. Thanks everyone for the encouragement! We're getting there!!

  7. Oh my heck you are too funny!!
    Just for the record...your new little house is adorable........ and Joe and I think you guys are wonderful. love your future Bluegrass singing soul sista!