Monday, August 22, 2011

..... Up To Speed

I have to say that this year our anniversary passed with very little fanfare.  Not to say that nineteen years isn't worth celebrating (it so totally IS!) but instead of the usual dinner out and perhaps a Walmart Trip, we hung out at home and had Chinese food.

My man's back is in tough shape.  Its hard to watch someone you love so deeply .... suffer.  That issue alone has been hanging in the balance for an ENTIRE YEAR NOW.  It just plain sucks.

Anyway!

In my own special celebration of our anniversary I had the prong fixed on my engagement wing ring.  I dropped it off weeks ago ... thinking they would call when it was ready (read: not.) and finally picked it up Saturday.  Sweet.

I went to the beach for the first time Saturday afternoon.  I have to say it has been a very long time since I went to the beach at that time of day.  (we left at 3 PM, SO LATE for my Type A)

It was beautiful.  Warm breeze, setting sun.  I actually went for a swim.  Me.  I swam in the ocean.  The Cape Cod water was warm.  My youngest, cried the whole ride down because we forgot to bring her pail and shovel, was so excited to play in the ocean.  We got there as the tide was starting to go out, so there were lots of tiny crabs to chase and sandbars to play on.

I didn't wear any sunblock.  (yes, I am a rebel) But I didn't have any sort of redness on my skin either.  I made sure the girls were covered though.  They don't have seasoned skin.  By the way ... to the gigantic SEAGULL - bigger than my dog even - that tried to eat out of the closed Dorito Bag ... I bet you didn't see that rush of sand coming, did ya?

In other news, I am preparing for yet another Consignment Sale.  Which has been a TOTAL BLAST to do.  I'm reliving my childhood in the throes of Polly Pocket.  What?  That's not weird or anything.  Really.  We had some and I was able to get a good deal on some big sets of the stuff.  Which really equates to a butt load of little shoes and outfits. Lots to keep track off.  Organize.  Tiny dolls.  Tiny matching accessories.  Love it.  I am hoping that all this YIELD will = $$$ at the sale.  I know with saran wrap and tape I can make my own appealing packaging (oh look, something shiny).  More on that (with perhaps pictures even!) later.

Did I mention how I've been cleaning out my storage space?  The THINGS you find when you do such things.  I almost feel like a Hoarder.  Even though I can't possible be one.  Nope.  Not even, when I moved twelve totes of Halloween Decorations out to make room for a crafty, shelving, table, lamp area, still not having enough space and then realized I need to move at least the other eight totes (which have my Thanksgiving, Easter and Valentine's Day decorations in).  Dudes?  Even I had to look at that and go ... ergh ... this is scary.  At first I thought well, that's silly.  Then I see my man's face when he sees them all, taking over the entire Kitchen (to be fair, my kitchen is very small, people!).  Tote towers with a mosh of paper Frankenstein's and assorted lighted Halloween themed statues.  It was quite a sight.  Taller than the kitchen table.  I foolishly thought I could just get them into the front hall closet, no biggie. Yet, somehow I didn't think that one entirely through.  So now ... (plan b) they are in the front hallway.  Yup.  I'll be doing some purging too.

So there you have it ....

1 comment:

Just A Mom (Call me JAM for short) said...

I love that "Hoarder's" show. Every time I watch it, it makes me want to clean out a closet.