But in the meantime... weigh in on staircase preferences!!!!
I really CAN make my own decisions... I just like input.
"NEED INPUT" - name that movie.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
La Casa
I thought I'd show you some of the recent progress at the house.
They poured concrete yesterday. This is the ramp in the front of the house - nice gentle slope up to the front step - this will be useful for Mr. B's son who uses a walker and wheelchair, and for his dad who uses a wheelchair. I got the idea from a house here in town, and I like that it doesn't scream "THERE IS A HANDICAPPED PERSON LIVING HERE" like a wood ramp does.
They had to tear up the driveway to put in the geothermal stuff. We finally have a driveway back, which is SO nice because that Georgia red clay gets EVERYWHERE.
This is the new upstairs laundry room. See - all ready to be hooked up. Once there are walls that is.
The shower in the new bathroom.
Ok, now this is one of my favorite things. See that light in the middle of the picture - the circular one? That's not a light. It's a skylight tube. That's sunlight coming through there! Neither the new bathroom nor the laundry room have windows, and since those are both places that mildew LOVES to inhabit, I really wanted some way of getting natural light in there. Enter the skylight tube!!! I'm so exited - the roof for both of those rooms has a southern exposure so they both should get good light! The 2nd picture is a view of the tube on the roof - that little domed thing just to the right of the tree.
And finally - the gas has been run for the new stove. 6 burners baby. Thanksgiving here I come!!!!!
They poured concrete yesterday. This is the ramp in the front of the house - nice gentle slope up to the front step - this will be useful for Mr. B's son who uses a walker and wheelchair, and for his dad who uses a wheelchair. I got the idea from a house here in town, and I like that it doesn't scream "THERE IS A HANDICAPPED PERSON LIVING HERE" like a wood ramp does.
They had to tear up the driveway to put in the geothermal stuff. We finally have a driveway back, which is SO nice because that Georgia red clay gets EVERYWHERE.
This is the new upstairs laundry room. See - all ready to be hooked up. Once there are walls that is.
The shower in the new bathroom.
Ok, now this is one of my favorite things. See that light in the middle of the picture - the circular one? That's not a light. It's a skylight tube. That's sunlight coming through there! Neither the new bathroom nor the laundry room have windows, and since those are both places that mildew LOVES to inhabit, I really wanted some way of getting natural light in there. Enter the skylight tube!!! I'm so exited - the roof for both of those rooms has a southern exposure so they both should get good light! The 2nd picture is a view of the tube on the roof - that little domed thing just to the right of the tree.
And finally - the gas has been run for the new stove. 6 burners baby. Thanksgiving here I come!!!!!
Monday, August 23, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
We Got Us A Winner
I am officially in love with Essie's new homeroom/math teacher, Mr. Cheatham.
Essie is afraid to ask for things. She won't go up to the counter at Chick-Fil-A and ask for a refill. She won't ask someone at a store where something she is looking for it.
Now that she's in Middle School, she has a locker. The school provides the lock and the combination, and they are given 3 locker breaks each day to swap out books and such.
Monday night Essie's was supposed to finish something for her Reading class, but she didn't have the book. I asked where it was and she said it was in her locker. I asked her why she didn't bring it home, and she said she couldn't figure out how to get her locker open. I told her she needed to ask her teacher the following day for some help. Tuesday night rolls around and guess what? No book. I got after her and said she MUST ask the teacher for help, because now we were 2 days behind on work. She broke down and said she didn't want to ask because she was sure he would get mad at her for asking. I tried to convince her that was untrue, but she dug those stubborn Dane heels in and said that yes it was and she just wasn't going to ever use her locker. I told her that was fine, but she had to get the books out of there first.
Wednesday I decided to step in, so I sent an e-mail to Mr. Cheatham. I kept it light hearted and acknowledged that middle school is all about kids learning to take responsibility and do things for themselves, but that at this point if she didn't get into her locker, she'd flunk reading and that wasn't acceptable, and I asked if he could just take a couple minutes to help her learn how to use her locker. He replied that if I could get her to school a little early today, he would show her how to use her locker.
So last night I got home and told her Mr. Cheatham was going to help her. Turns out, they had a couple minutes at the end of the day and he was able to help her then. So this morning I e-mailed him and thanked him for his help. Check this out:
9:09 AM Michael_Cheatham@blah.edu to Beth
Essie successfully opened her locker this morning by herself.
9:16 AM Beth G to Michael_Cheath.
We'll chalk that one up in the victory column then!
Thanks again for your help.
11:57 AM Michael_Cheatham@blah.edu to Beth
Locker break # 2 successful!
2:31 PM Michael_Cheath to Beth
Locker break #3...... a piece of cake! She's ready.
Is he not the best??? To take the time to let me know how she's doing AND with such a great sense of humor!!!!!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Lunch
Mr. B makes my lunch every day. Right now I take Essie to the new house in the morning for her to catch the bus there, and Mr. B meets us there with my lunch. I'm a bit of a creature of habit, so my lunch is always the same thing: wrap sandwich with meat and broccoli slaw mix, carrot sticks, cut up strawberries, another fruit and... Chocolate Jello Tempations cup. NUMMY!!!
On Wednesdays, Mr. B and I have lunch together. We pick someplace we like to eat, and just spent a nice hour together.
Today we needed to go to Home Depot to look at sinks, so I suggested he grab a couple sandwiches at Roly Poly and we'd just eat them in the car on the way to Home Depot.
He picked me up at 12:30 - we sat in the Home Depot finishing our wrap sandwiches (seriously - if you have a Roly Poly near you and you haven't tried it out, you're missing something wonderful!!) We wandered through HD, found a sink, looked at lights, looked at bathroom cabinets. It was time to go back to work.
As we were walking out of HD, I asked if we could stop at QuikTrip because I needed just a little chocolate. I'm used to my afternoon pudding snack and since we had eaten out, I needed something to fill that spot. Mr. B got this sad look on his face and immediately said "Oh... I'm sorry. I know you love your pudding." I just laughed and said "If I have to pick between pudding and you, I'm going to pick you every time!" He said he knew, but he was sad I didn't have my pudding.
We continued towards the car, Mr. B being quite quiet and with a bit of a sad face. I asked what was wrong. He said he was a bit wistful, and I asked about what. He said he wished he'd brought pudding. I said "Oh my goodness, it's not that big a deal, I'd much rather spend time with you, and of course you wouldn't think to bring pudding because we were going out to lunch and that would be that." He said he knew but he was still sorry.
By then we were at the car. He opened my door for me (as he always does) and then went behind the car to his side. He stopped at the trunk and opened it - I figured he was just checking to see if it were locked. He shut it and came to his door and got in and handed me...
My pudding!!! He'd put one in a little cooler in the back of the car!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He TOTALLY played me... and even worse, I gave him the BEST set up ever.
I love that guy.
On Wednesdays, Mr. B and I have lunch together. We pick someplace we like to eat, and just spent a nice hour together.
Today we needed to go to Home Depot to look at sinks, so I suggested he grab a couple sandwiches at Roly Poly and we'd just eat them in the car on the way to Home Depot.
He picked me up at 12:30 - we sat in the Home Depot finishing our wrap sandwiches (seriously - if you have a Roly Poly near you and you haven't tried it out, you're missing something wonderful!!) We wandered through HD, found a sink, looked at lights, looked at bathroom cabinets. It was time to go back to work.
As we were walking out of HD, I asked if we could stop at QuikTrip because I needed just a little chocolate. I'm used to my afternoon pudding snack and since we had eaten out, I needed something to fill that spot. Mr. B got this sad look on his face and immediately said "Oh... I'm sorry. I know you love your pudding." I just laughed and said "If I have to pick between pudding and you, I'm going to pick you every time!" He said he knew, but he was sad I didn't have my pudding.
We continued towards the car, Mr. B being quite quiet and with a bit of a sad face. I asked what was wrong. He said he was a bit wistful, and I asked about what. He said he wished he'd brought pudding. I said "Oh my goodness, it's not that big a deal, I'd much rather spend time with you, and of course you wouldn't think to bring pudding because we were going out to lunch and that would be that." He said he knew but he was still sorry.
By then we were at the car. He opened my door for me (as he always does) and then went behind the car to his side. He stopped at the trunk and opened it - I figured he was just checking to see if it were locked. He shut it and came to his door and got in and handed me...
My pudding!!! He'd put one in a little cooler in the back of the car!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He TOTALLY played me... and even worse, I gave him the BEST set up ever.
I love that guy.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Just for the Record
It's not easy to end a marriage.
I keep reading all these places on the internet where people talk about how "easy" it is to end a marriage and how it's much harder to stay.
Um... let's all just agree to say that until you've walked in someone else's shoes, you just don't know.
It ISN'T easy.
Sometimes.... it's just necessary.
I keep reading all these places on the internet where people talk about how "easy" it is to end a marriage and how it's much harder to stay.
Um... let's all just agree to say that until you've walked in someone else's shoes, you just don't know.
It ISN'T easy.
Sometimes.... it's just necessary.
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