One day, I decided to turn over a new leaf and clean our bathroom. The next day, while standing in my immaculate bathroom, I noticed the leak. Water covering the bathroom floor!
We now think it was our water heater. We went out to the garage and it was just leaking water (for who knows how long). Here's Pat putting in a new one. Good thing he's not recovering from a back injury or anything. I tried to lift that water heater all by myself, and when I nearly fell over with it, he had to help, hurting his back more. Look at how soggy and muddy the garage is! I wonder how many months it will take to fix everything. Ha, ha. It's been at least a year since the last leak and that hole still isn't fixed. I'm sure thankful for my great husband though. I would have been too scared to do anything.
He had to leave things undone and head off to work. I told him to take a shower, but he refused since it's only cold water. I called him a baby and told him he stunk. He agreed that he is a baby. I said, "No, I'm a bigger baby than you, and I took a cold shower this morning after workout group and Charlie had a cold shower too after he blew out his diaper, and he's an actual baby". But Pat was unmoved and continued to get dressed sans shower and go to work.
Daisy and I made bows for our hair a few weeks ago. It's our first attempt. We'll probably try different styles someday. (She's not mad. It's just her face. We are serious people!)
Our subtle tribute to St. Patricks Day. Green spaghetti. And that's all we did!
Hung out with my friends at this beautiful house one day recently. The lovely parts of New Mexico are sure lovely!
D and his friend Larry. They are heading out to explore in the hills around our house. I tell them to take weapons in case they run into trouble- usually in the form of dogs, coyotes and such.
Ending an era (hopefully for good) our speech therapist Miss Rose told us she really can't keep teaching Leia since she's 90% intelligible to strangers which is right for her age. In other words, we're done with speech therapy!!!! We were all shocked, because Leia was so bad we all thought she'd be there for 3-5 years. And after just under 1 year, she is done. We might need to go back if she doesn't get her R's by age 7, but WOW. I can't believe we're done! Miss Rose is the best speech therapist ever!!!
So I made more of the magnets that I made at Christmastime, but I personalized them. I asked the kids to give me words to describe Miss Rose, and Pat and I added some in too. We put them in a lime green mini metal bucket with white ribbon around it and cute tissue paper and the card and a Book of Mormon. She loved it all so much she cried. She said it was the best gift anyone's ever given her. Well we love her and we'll sure miss our Miss Rose. I don't think Leia really understands that we're not going back.
I am not doing the food for Girls Camp this year, but have been in charge of training/mentoring the lady what was called. This has been awesome since I adore her and she has opened me up to some new recipes I'd never heard of. Like Migas for breakfast. Sautee up some corn tortilla that you've cut into strips with green onion and red bell pepper until crispy and then stir in scrambled eggs and serve with salsa, sour cream and jack cheese.