Monday, June 29, 2009

Light week

Before I start to get hate mail from Aimee and my sister, I'm just going to throw it out there that I'm not going to post much of anything this week. Life here is in a moderate state of chaos and I can't be expected to write it all down.

If you need to be updated, just reread this post.

My house looks like a bomb went off.

We've collected way too much junk during our 10 years of being together.

My advice to new parents is to just give your child a new cardboard box every three months. You will save thousands and three months is the average life cycle for all of the junk the baby industry insists will make your life easier if you own it.

The heat finally moved out of our area (THANK GOD) so this place is no longer like a sauna.

I cannot STAND moving.

Yesterday, after packing for a good couple of hours, Mooka came into the room, make up kit in tow and said, "You know, you might look a little better with some lip gloss."

I just stopped an starred at her.

After getting spruced up, she stood back and looked at me, "There, now you look like a princess."

How did I end up with such a girlie girl?!


Anonymous said...

I am a firm believer that everyone should move every five years. One, it makes you get rid of stuff you no longer need and two, you realize how much you have spent on all the stuff that you are getting rid of and you don't buy as much stuff the next time. It takes about five years to forget the previous move, thus the every five year move.


G-ma said...

When my dad passed, we had to rent an empty store to display 50 years of accumulation for an estate sale.
No one, even the family, could believe it came from one house.

Aimee said...

I've already reread this three times, and although the shoutout makes me smile everytime, my vicarious life is fading away... get posting sister!