Monday, June 02, 2008

Things....

I Realized This Weekend.....
  1. My legs are horrifyingly white. Frosty ain't got nothin on me.
  2. I love power tools. I am the female version of Tim the Tool Man Taylor. I may not know how to use them, but I want them, all of them, and a reason to use them.
  3. Even though I am #2, I still kinda hate home improvement projects. But I think that's because I don't get to use the power tools as much as I'd like to. And this current project is taking WAAAAAAAAY to long to complete.
  4. F has NO CLUE what it takes to prepare a home for a visit from the in-laws. He tried to tell me what needs to be done for MIL's arrival, and I told him I was way ahead of him, and that what needed to be done could not be completed in a weekend. A few of the items on the list? Clean cold air returns, steam clean carpets, remove cobwebs, wash curtains, clean and organize basement, etc. Basically, a heavy duty spring cleaning type of thing. I should add cleaning out the fridge to the list. Because we all know that MILs? They inspect the housekeeping handy work of their daughter-in-laws. All the while with the question of "Is she really able to care for MY BOY?" floating in her head. (correct me if I'm wrong.)
  5. I miss sleeping all snuggled in my bed. F and I sleep completely different, and we have both had to adapt to each other. I like to fling the windows open letting the chilly night air wash over me while I cozy down in my warm blankets. He likes to close all the windows and alternates between being cold and hot and flinging covers off and back on again. Or laying in the bed shivering because he is too lazy to lean over the side of the bed and grab the blanket he threw off a few hours before. (i am not exaggerating about that last part, he's said it to me himself.)
  6. I need longer weekends.

2 comments:

Molly said...

I have the frosty legs too! But I use Sublime Bronze by L'Oreal and it works great.

April said...

The most humiliating moment of my life was when I had just given birth to my first child and came home from the hospital to realize my MIL had been in my house all day. Cleaning. Because she couldn't have me bringing home "our" new baby with all that dust. Yeah. Mmm Hmmm.