A meandering blog with no clear topic. You will find me talking about knitting, building, kids, social and economic issues, Alaska, and lots of other stuff.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

its been a long time....

I know, I haven't blogged in ages. I have been working a lot of overtime, am behind on housework, and have no new pictures of cabin construction. So what has happened in my life since the last time I blogged?

I turned 38.

My daughter turned 8, and had a party. Her and her friends played twister:

ate pizza, cake and ice cream, and opened presents:

watched a movie (Meet the Robinsons), and generally had a good time.

While in Utah, I borrowed a keyboard from my best friend, and I am now also diligently trying to teach myself to play it. I very much want a piano, but while in the midst of building a house, we don't have the spare $2,000 it would take to buy one, and not knowing how to play it makes it difficult to justify spending the money on one. So I will learn the basics, and tuck away a little money here and there into my savings account, and then buy one. :) And James will find out when he comes home from work and it is sitting in the living room. Better to beg forgiveness than ask permission, right? Besides, he has fair warning. Ever since the wall between the bathroom and living room went up, I have been telling him the piano will go on that wall.

And I have been working on knitting Christmas presents. I can't put pictures of what I am working on up, because that would give away the surprise for several relatives. But once they have been received by the intended recipients, I will post them.

As I type this, James is up at the cabin working on drywall and mud. It is very warm today, so he is hoping the kerosene heater will heat up the cabin enough to do mud. Normally I would be up there with him, but I am prevented by a huge mound of dirty laundry in my bathroom that needs to be washed. And if I don't work on it all day, and force my children to help me, no laundry will get done this weekend, and no one will have any clean clothes to wear to work or school. Which, in the eyes of my 8 year old, would be a major catastrophe.

So, I better go start a load of laundry.

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