Date...

The new chicks are here...

The kids went with me to help buy chicks again. It was an adventure. Ashley came with us. At one point in the adventure we were laughing at something Hudson said and he responded with "Go ahead, las at me, I don't care." I think Amiah named the chicks, Chatty Kathy, Shorty Junior, Happy and Speedy.

Two views, same yard...

Repairing Snoopy...

The other day I was in Timeless Treasures and walked past one of the booths and saw this darling guy.

I figured the person who had him for sale would want lots of money for him so I was pleasantly surprised when his price tag was only $11.00. Needless to say I picked him right up. Amazing that he still has his original leash and the only problem with him is that someone peeled off some of the decal on his back.  He is 51 years old. So tonight I got out these...

and proceeded to repair this...

Done.

Look at that face.

 I may someday have to repair his moth eaten ears but for now I am leaving them alone.

Fortunately, I was cleaning the storeroom...

Unfortunately I created an even bigger mess.
Fortunately I found things that entertain me.
Unfortunately taking time to photograph and blog my finds slows down the cleaning process.
Fortunately it is a nice break...
Ok, my point here is that Bobbi had to write a "Fortunately, Unfortunately" story in elementary school. (3rd grade maybe?) I found that and thought I would share it with you. (all the facts related in it are true...)

 I will add my comments:

 I had taped the entire cage and little running tube thing everywhere except on the place where the air grid was. How he escaped every night is still a mystery to me because in the mornings he was always back in the cage with all the tape still in place...creepy.

 Not sure Ashley saw this as a "Fortunately" but...

 In case you can't read that it says "The hamster got out again, this time he went to my parents room"

 He should have just crushed him then...

What you don't see written here is the rest of the story after "He got out the last time"..."and went into my parents room and ran across my mom's face while she was sleeping." So obviously that is me yelling "That's it!"

Yes, it is true I did do that...Don't tell the tree huggers...

I feel like I may  have told this story on here...if I have forgive me and hopefully you enjoyed it the second time just as much as the first. With pictures!

You know I got a bike...

And last night I was looking on the internet to see if I could get replacement decals to put on after restoration. I stumbled on to this... http://www.collectorsweekly.com/stories/27614-my-first-pick-it-is-a-corvair-bycicle
So I start looking at the pictures that the person posted and at about the second one (after thinking "huh, the basket is bowed out just like mine and there is a tear in the seat just like mine...) I realized I was looking at pictures of my bike. Now I'm on a path to see if that person will respond and then I would be curious to know where they bought the bike. Looks like they bought it from the original owner.

The "Art" of cleaning the storage room...

Right before Christmas Bryan noticed some water under the basement bathroom wall...I pulled the fridge out from under the steps and yup the water hose to the ice maker was broken. For how long, I am not sure. I pulled the stuff out from under there and put it aside to dry somewhat before I went through it. It had dried by yesterday...YES it took me that long to get to it. But there were only 6 boxes under the stairs...oh well you know how when you start one thing and then it makes you think "Well, I should put that here and get that cleaned up and resort that and oh look all the girls old toys..." Then the next thing you know you have torn the entire storeroom apart and the basement looks worse than when you started. But I will get there. I did however finish all the stuff under the stairs and eliminated two huge containers and 4 medium ones from the storeroom because they fit under the stairs.

 This snake was a trip down memory lane to when Jayme was about 7. He used to hang off the jungle gym while Jayme and her friend, Hudson Hatfield, played Jungle. They would put all Jayme's leopards, lions and tigers out there and climb around for hours "hunting". 

This is the finished area under the stairs...and yes one of those containers is full of all of Jayme's collection of Beanie Babies. I kid you not. I told her that was her retirement if they ever become more valuable as a collectable. There are some large ones in there but mostly small. Unbelievable. The other is full of all three girl's Cabbage Patch Kids Dolls and their clothes and accessories...now you know...I'm a toy saver...well obviously I didn't save the ones that are now valuable since I sold all Fisher Price Farm and stuff like that...Live and learn.

This does now look marginally better since I took this picture early on but I am still not done so I can't show you the finished product yet but...I did find these jewels when I was sorting so here finally is the "Art" of cleaning the store room...enjoy the show.

 There was no grade written on the back of this but probably 3rd since most of it was from that grade. Although I noticed on the back that she started to write her name backwards (she used to write it emyaJ and I would correct her and she would say "I know how to write it, that's not wrong" then after the first day of Kindergarten, when Mrs. Moore corrected her, she came home and said "Why didn't you tell me that was wrong." hahaha..... heavy sigh...) and that was in Kindergarten so...not sure actually.

 There was no name on the sun picture but it was with Bobbi's stuff so she is getting the credit. 

Obviously, I think this is a wonderful piece of art. Reading all these old thoughts and feelings that my kids express is so amazing. I just love it. So it is worth a day of sorting and cleaning.

Mae cuddling with Ashley...

Date...

Bryan and I were just going out for a little drive Friday night when he hit the brakes and said...

I made a promise...

On Sunday I promised Bobbi that I would run 1 mile with her near the end of the Lincoln Marathon which is in May. 1 little mile. She surprised me yesterday with these very nice running shoes. So I have begun my "training".