Not sure where the time is going, but I cannot believe it's already Monday. We had a **great** weekend, complete with grilling out, a Harry Potter movie (Brian actually suggested it - yay!) and lots of snuggly Bear time. Although Scotty did inexplicably melt down while skyping with my parents -- and as soon as we turned off the computer, he calmed down. Silly kid.
I hope Brian had a great first Father's Day - I gave him the day off, sent him to the golf course with a friend, and then had dinner ready (complete with coconut cream pie for dessert) for them when they got home. I cooked a pork shoulder in 3 cans of Coca-Cola for 20 hours in the crock pot and then whipped up a bbq glaze. Seriously, I just need to don an apron and a string of pearls and the stereotype would be complete.
This week, we are focusing on the creation of our wet bar, planting some container flowers, and preparing for the arrival of Jen & Rowan on Saturday. Yes, you read that correctly - my dearest friend is willing to travel on a plane for more than 2+ hours with an eleven month old while 6 months pregnant to see us. In the middle of Las Vegas summer. You really don't get better friends than that (especially since I declared I will never visit the Midwest during the wintertime ever again). Jen is a trooper.
Jen and I are planning to kick back for a few days, watch our boys play together, and catch up. We have what we call an 'on-going conversation.' Jen calls me several times a week at 2:45pm, just as she is headed out of work and to pick up Rowan. We are usually able to talk for about 15 minutes until she gets to the daycare, at which point we have to pause our conversation for the moment, and pick it up during the next phone call. I am hoping with a four day visit pending, we'll be able to actually FINISH a conversation and perhaps start a new one.
Oh, and in terms of our wet bar, I think I'm starting to get a little ahead of myself. It started out innocently enough -- I watched insane amounts of HGTV in preparation for the new house. Then I watched real contractors in action and realized -- hey! They can do what the guys on TV do. For just a nomial fee! And so now...I am contractor-happy. I love calling to get quotes and estimates. You want to come over and measure my walls? Sure! What time works for you? I'll be here. Marinating a pork shoulder.
Anyways, our wet bar (again, creating this from the ground up) will include new cabinets, a wine fridge, glass shelving, a mirrored back, a sparkly back splash, and glass-paneled doors. I'm out of control, I know. The recessed lighting was installed on Friday (along with those lovely mini-pendants) and I am just itching to recreate my next space. By the time I'm done, every surface in the new house will glitter, reflect, or shine appropriately. And of course, function as a usable space as well.
Oprah once said that your house should "rise up to meet you," and I'm trying to get this house to rise. I just hope our budget rises to the occasion, too. :-) (ha! Brian, work harder. Just kidding.)
[not really.]
Hope you all are having a great Monday! Will blog about Ali on the Bachelorette probably tonight or tomorrow.
I hope Brian had a great first Father's Day - I gave him the day off, sent him to the golf course with a friend, and then had dinner ready (complete with coconut cream pie for dessert) for them when they got home. I cooked a pork shoulder in 3 cans of Coca-Cola for 20 hours in the crock pot and then whipped up a bbq glaze. Seriously, I just need to don an apron and a string of pearls and the stereotype would be complete.
This week, we are focusing on the creation of our wet bar, planting some container flowers, and preparing for the arrival of Jen & Rowan on Saturday. Yes, you read that correctly - my dearest friend is willing to travel on a plane for more than 2+ hours with an eleven month old while 6 months pregnant to see us. In the middle of Las Vegas summer. You really don't get better friends than that (especially since I declared I will never visit the Midwest during the wintertime ever again). Jen is a trooper.
Jen and I are planning to kick back for a few days, watch our boys play together, and catch up. We have what we call an 'on-going conversation.' Jen calls me several times a week at 2:45pm, just as she is headed out of work and to pick up Rowan. We are usually able to talk for about 15 minutes until she gets to the daycare, at which point we have to pause our conversation for the moment, and pick it up during the next phone call. I am hoping with a four day visit pending, we'll be able to actually FINISH a conversation and perhaps start a new one.
Oh, and in terms of our wet bar, I think I'm starting to get a little ahead of myself. It started out innocently enough -- I watched insane amounts of HGTV in preparation for the new house. Then I watched real contractors in action and realized -- hey! They can do what the guys on TV do. For just a nomial fee! And so now...I am contractor-happy. I love calling to get quotes and estimates. You want to come over and measure my walls? Sure! What time works for you? I'll be here. Marinating a pork shoulder.
Anyways, our wet bar (again, creating this from the ground up) will include new cabinets, a wine fridge, glass shelving, a mirrored back, a sparkly back splash, and glass-paneled doors. I'm out of control, I know. The recessed lighting was installed on Friday (along with those lovely mini-pendants) and I am just itching to recreate my next space. By the time I'm done, every surface in the new house will glitter, reflect, or shine appropriately. And of course, function as a usable space as well.
Oprah once said that your house should "rise up to meet you," and I'm trying to get this house to rise. I just hope our budget rises to the occasion, too. :-) (ha! Brian, work harder. Just kidding.)
[not really.]
Hope you all are having a great Monday! Will blog about Ali on the Bachelorette probably tonight or tomorrow.
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