Dude loves his morning coffee. Well he thinks he does.
What he is guzzling:
- a few drips decaf coffee, warm water, 3/4 cups milk and a splash of caramel vanilla flavoring.So as I mentioned before we have been busy. I would rather not do this kind of updaty post since I really wanted to do a goofy bath time story but for my own sanity I have to get this stuff out first.
When I don't the pictures that are sitting there waiting for stories keep bumping around in my head at crazy hours in the night and then all the stuff I should be thinking about gets pushed aside.
Not that I should be thinking anything in the middle of the night but it seems my body and mind just are not connecting very well these days.
It used to be that I would stay up until 1 or 2 am and get paintings done or blogging. My inspiration would hit between 11 pm and 2 am. Now I am crashing early, usually before midnight and then I wake up at 2 with my mind wiring. Sometimes I have to get my sketch book and just doodle and make notes for half an hour or until my mind settles. My body is beat and my brain is going nuts inside.
Tonight I am up blogging instead, so be warned, I might be a little blabby and there might be a few typos since my fingers and pretty sleepy and don't keep up very well.
My little sister Em had a birthday a few weeks ago and had requested a pencil case and crayons. I let her rummage through my scraps and choose the fabric and then made something I thought she might like.
With a pocket for stickers, scissors and glue and then little pockets for pencils, pens or crayons I hope it gives her the storage she needs. I think if I make another one I might try planning it more than an hour before the party.
A few days later Kaitlyn decided to surprise me with a gift.
Ethan was napping and Kaitlyn and I were putzing, she was crafting and I was painting.
Usually she glues things and cuts paper and then sticks stickers all over everything.
She fiddled with paint and a foam ball. Got out the pipe cleaners and then presented me with a "fiiiider" (spider) and attached it to the dining room chair.
This is the first time she really created something. Something that I didn't teach her or help with. Her own creation. My prize forever!
The next few days flew by with outings, birthday parties for little friends, paintings and those dreaded house plans.
This is that roll of canvas I mentioned before. We had to move the furniture to unroll it and here it is with the base coat rolled on. More on this as it progresses.
Between coats and dry time it gets rolled up and stuck to the side so we can walk in our house and get other pieces prepped.
Oh, the house planning. Right. All this paper mess is dreams and ideas for our possible new house.
We had hoped to reno our cottage and do an addition but after a visit from my architect uncle those dreams were dashed. The reno's would set us back further than building. So the planning began. If we can get plans that work with our budget we hope to build on our second lot and then tear down the old cottage after it is complete. Of course the dream is to live out there, selling the city house but we are forever debating what we could do. The next month is the month we hope to have a decision and quotes. We may just end up staying put or we might take the plunge, though to tell the truth building scares the crap out of me!
Seeing the plans I have worked endless hours on would be neat, but what if I hate it in real life, this freaks me out...and then there are all the decisions. Moldings, countertops, light fixtures, sinks.....ack, the list is huge, how the heck do some of you do this!???
Renovating is one thing, we did that with the last house and had a blast, but building, my stomach is in knots!
So when I get too worked up over the whole thing I tune it out with fun stuff. Hanging out with the kids and doing anything that distracts seems to do the trick.....until 2 am.
But I don't want to think about the 2 am stuff now, I will take that out on my sketch book later....and sometimes Dave. Poor guy. I wake him up for the stupidest conversations. Like the other night I woke him up wondering about a trip that he took 8 years ago, for some reason I though I forgot to ask him how it went.
I wake up in the morning and whack myself, once it is daylight it all seems so dumb, actually if I had put any thought into in the middle of the night I might have realized it was dumb and just rolled back over. Seriously, the things my mind wastes time on when I let it wander.
But when I coral it I have fun. Above is the inspiration for a little girl painting to go along with this little boy painting.
Now I realize my mind is doing the blabber thing so I should get off of here while I can still redeem an ounce of dignity.
Thanks for hanging in there, I hope you enjoyed the ride!
It is now safe to unbuckle your seat belts and get off this crazy train.
Have a great day!