who are busy. . . . and not blogging.

I used to have a blog. 

It was my therapy and outlet.

It was also read, in its entirety, by my mother-in-law, before she ever met me.

It is a miracle she let me date her son, let alone marry him. 

I do his laundry now, instead of her, so I guess she saw it as a fair trade off. 

Anyway

I used to update my blog when I had a free evening. 

Now, I think to myself:  Free evening?  what is that. 

And, on the off chance that I do have a free evening I

a) panic because I don't know what to do
b) clean
c) drive to the grocery store BY MYSELF and take an hour all alone, just because I can
d) unpack and organize
e) actually talk to another adult (usually Eric, sometimes a friend)
f) update my blog
g) every answer but f

If you answered F you are incorrect. 
The answer is G

I am definitely getting a F grade for my blog lately. 

And since I am too overwhelmed to actually document all that i have missed here is what we have been up to lately in the form of pictures

Flat Stanley also came to visit for a short time. I promise we don't usually carry around paper dolls, but for my nephew Ben I will do anything.   :)



This is my newly refinished kitchen table.  It really is beautiful and it looks even better in my new house.  (see info about the new house in a separate blog post sometime soon)



Here is a c lose-up of my beautiful redone chair.  Think curtains to match.  Cute right?!
Ignore everything else about this picture.  Thanks.




This child could eat bread, just bread all day everyday.  And she still doesn't even weigh 40 pounds.  Wow, wish I had that problem.  She really is that charming (and convinced the Jimmy Johns sells really great bread. . . she stood in line all by herself with 50 cents to buy just bread)



We babysat this little charmer  for a long weekend while his parents were out of town.  The girls loved it!  They told me we should probably have a boy like him.  I told them you couldn't just order children. 




University of Oregon Football games.  Yep, that's what we do around here.  Or, it is what Eric does while I stay home and watch kids.  I would prefer to sit in the freezing, rainy cold (most days) just to get a break.  True. 



This is the running path where I spend a lot of my mornings. . . . and when I convince the family to take a walk.  (Stanley is always happy to come) It looks dreary.  It really isn't that bad.  I think.






With the trees in Oregon, come leaves. . . lots of them.  Good thing I have got such great helpers. 
Oh, and yep, that is sun in their eyes SUN!! It was a beautiful fall actually.  Gorgeous.  I think the colors contrasted with the green here rival Utah's mountains.  Does that make me a traitor?



I've been at target a lot.  Just coveting furniture.  That's all. 


and this isn't from Target, but it is beautiful.  Maybe as a Christmas present.  I kind of love it. a lot.


And just recently I started doing a little bit of work (like, really a little bit).  Once a month or so I go out and supervise a few teachers who are working on reading endorsements.  Perfect job. 



and birthday donuts. . . . . and Halloween all in one day. 

So, there you have it my friends. 

Next time I will take pictures of me: 

a) panicking because I don't know what to do
b) cleaning
c) driving to the grocery store BY MYSELF and taking an hour all alone, just because I can
d) unpacking and organizing
e) actually talking to another adult (usually Eric, sometimes a friend)

Then you can see what I am doing instead of blogging.