Labor Day Weekend

No fun stories this time, just a bland non-detailed account of our weekend.

Friday after work, Jadie finished up the raised garden.  That is, he leveled it out to perfection and filled it with topsoil and potting mix.  I now need to plant my fall garden.  And I almost made that sound like I know what I'm doing...

Saturday we went to lunch and came home to watch movies.  Jadie planned to watch the Aggie game at his grandmother's house at six (I think), but after driving to her house (and then back home) to make sure she had Fox Sports Southwest, he discovered that the game wasn't actually broadcast on television. Ha!  We just hung out at home as Jadie watched and listened to 4 or 5 games that night.  He even tried to stay up watching an internet broadcast/replay into the night, leaving him conked out on the couch until halfway through the wee hours of the morning, until 4:21 am, to be exact.  That's when I awoke to severe stomach pain and feverishness all over my body.  Not cool!  Let's just say I got to see my lunch again along with the blueberries I had around eight that night.  Right about now, aren't you glad you read my blog?

Sunday we made it up in time to attend the service only, no Sunday school.  We needed a little more sleep after I woke up feeling terrible and Jadie awoke to my screams for help!

We spent the remainder of the day at Jadie's grandmother's visiting with family since Uncle Larry and Aunt Gerri were in town from Colorado.  I was smarter this time and took to playpen for Caleb to nap and go to bed in.  Don't you remember my rants from last time?

Monday Jadie played golf with his uncle and two cousins while I straightened the house a bit and waited for him to come home.  He called after nine holes and asked me to pick him up at his grandmother's after they finished so we could go to lunch and pick up new toilet parts at Home Depot.  He spent the rest of the afternoon mowing the lawn while I did who knows what.

Dad's Birthday

Our God does work in mysterious ways.  Today would be Dad's 54th birthday.  Of course, I knew that it was coming up, but I wasn't consciously thinking about it today.  

As I was driving to meet Jadie for lunch today, I opened my cell phone to call him and let him know we were getting close.  I always use the recent calls feature to retrieve and redial his number because it takes fewer keystrokes to do that than to dial the number or look it up in contacts.  Plus, it's just habit at this point.

As I got to the recent calls screen, it showed that the last person I called was "Steve Ray," the home number.  I did not call that number today.  It is possible that Caleb pushed some buttons, calling the number, but what are the chances?  I believe that regardless of how my phone ended up displaying my dad's name, God reminded me of him today.

I love you Daddy!

Celebrating a Beautiful Woman

This one's for my Granny.  She's done a beautiful job of aging gracefully.  And a beautiful job of loving her husband of over 55 years.  Last Thursday, she turned seventy seven!  On Sunday, the family celebrated her by letting her cook us a good meal.  And she smiled as we botched her happy birthday song.  We love our Granny!

This is my Granny and PawPaw.  This is how they are. 

Post 5 of 5

Here's the last one for today.  When Caleb spilled his milk this morning, I immediately saw Alaska.  What do you see?

After googling Alaska, I see that it's missing the peninsula to the west, but it's still pretty close. See Alaska below.

Caleb's Art Project for Today

Raised Garden

On Friday I mentioned that we had no big plans for the weekend.  We didn't really, but here's what we did do.  

Another beautiful work of craftsmanship by my handy stud of a man.  We haven't filled it with soil yet because the ground beneath it needs to be leveled first.  That was too much for last weekend.  We'll tackle that another time.

Mom's Dated Foyer

Here's mom's dated foyer before we did much to it.  We had already pried off the trim at the top of the panelling  and pulled off some wallpaper before I remembered to get out the camera.  Isn't it lovely with the pink wallpaper and dark wood panelling?

Here's what it looked like after we peeled off the wallpaper and pried off every bit of panelling.  We also scraped off the popcorn ceiling.  What a mess!  You can't see it in this picture, but it would seem as though the wallpaper may have been original to the house because under it, were handwritten words,  'Paper' and 'Panel.'  Nice.
After Kristin and I spent some time sanding and filling in holes and scars with joint compound, we began to prime the walls in preparation for new texture.  Caleb and Granana got in on the priming.

Once the priming was done, Kristin and I did texture all of the walls and the ceiling.  That ceiling was ANNOYING, but I suppose getting to say 'good riddance' to the popcorn was worth it.  And I had to remind myself that it was worth it again on Saturday (a week after our ceiling priming and texturing) when I found a few streaks of white primer in my hair.  Most days I don't bother doing much with my hair, but Saturday I dried it and discovered the whiteness.  Nice.

Mom has a homework assignment to prime and paint the walls following the texturing job we did.  I hope she does it soon...I can't wait to see the final result!