Sunday, December 8, 2013

Snow Day Activities

All church functions were canceled today. The roads are still ice covered although the temp did get into the 40s. Cuddle Buns ventured to the corner store. I chose another day in.

I decided that if I were going to continue to "pin" things I should really try one or two. So I made this cool star today. Isn't it cool? And pretty easy.
       

Snow days should be kind of productive!

Friday, November 22, 2013

Rudy's going to be spending more time with his daddy

Cuddle Bun's retirement party from Pileco was this afternoon. It was a good time. We were both wonderfully surprised with a new address marker for our place.

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Epic

I was retired by the time my middle schoolers would have been epically using that word. Thankfully. But in the true definition of the word, we just had epic hail. Epic.






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Saturday, October 12, 2013

So I'm in the big city today

And what is in the mall parking lot?


Sunday, September 22, 2013

I'm home now, but while I was away I bought a new vacuum

I was back in Kingwood this week where, yes, once again I got sick. I'm never going back. I know I said that last time, but this time I mean it. OK. Maybe once more to help Cuddle Buns pack up, but that's it. Maybe again when The Grand Princess graduates. Houston has 10 years to get it's smog and other allergens under control.

I have been eyeing a stick vac for our hardwood floors and decided to pick one up while I was there. Love it. And so did the Grand Princess. To all 7 of us at dinner that night at Manuel's (WHERE ELSE??) she announced that 

"Gramma's new vacuum is AMAZING!"

I wish you could have heard the declaration. It was hysterical. 

It is a pretty amazing vacuum.

Rudy liked it, too. Or hated it. Hard to tell.




Wednesday, August 21, 2013

I just saw the coolest thing

Probably wouldn't have been so cool had I been in the middle of it.

I was looking out the living room window in anticipation of incoming visitors and I saw a dirt devil. Is that what they're called? A swirling mass of dirt going right down the gravel road.

It was pretty cool.