First Communion Photos

First Communion was so wonderful! Of course, I got teary-eyed, much like I did when they were baptised. They were so happy, and as you can see, so beautiful.

Friday Funny

Ha! I'm early this time!
Tuesday night I was clicking here and there and ended up at a site where they were talking about being passive aggressive. Each one had a story telling how they had done something (passive aggressive) to someone else. insert disclaimer here (I do not advocate P.A. as a way to handle your life's affairs).
That being said, there was some funny stuff there. This one in particular took a while for me to catch on to, and I've been laughing about it ever since. One gal said, "All I have to say is, "BILLY JEAN IS NOT MY LOVER. SHE'S JUST A GIRL WHO THINKS THAT I AM THE ONE. THE KID IS NOT MY SON."
Tkae your time, you'll get it.

Finito

It's killing me to not show you the dresses until the big day, so here's a peek.
Here they both are, totally finished. If you click to enlarge the picture, you may be able to see their names and the date embroidered on the linings. The tiara is for Sarah's veil. Oh, and what could be more fitting to listen to as I sew these dresses?
The sewing room trash can has always spoken to me. At Christmas time, the trash gets bagged up and hidden while they sleep. In the fall, it's full of polar fleece scraps. In the summer, it's lycra and elastic. Sometimes, it's woefully empty for days at a time. But today, it's full. And the dresses are finished.

Friday Funny

No picture for this one (trust me, you don't want to see it). I was sitting here at the computer rubbing my throat and felt a hair. Pulled. It was attached. Pulled again and discovered it was about 1.5 inches long. YUUUUUUUCCKK. How long has that been there? Have people been staring at my neck hair all that time? How gross. I'm turning into an old hag.

Not so nutritious

I was just looking at the photo of my pantry and clicked it to see it close up. Go ahead--look. I'll wait.

Waiting....

Waiting...

Waiting...

Oh good, you're back. Did you notice that there were EIGHT boxes/bags of breakfast cereal in there? That's just not right. Be assured, there are not eight boxes in there now.

more home tour

Living room
The other side This is from the top of stairs, on the school room side. The double doors are the laundry area.

home tour, continued

This is taken from the living room
I just love this window over the sink.
The view from the other direction.
The (boring) dining room.

Birthday boy turns 7

The table with his surprise
The cake
He smiled like this all night!
A and S made this pinata--all by themselves--too cute!
He was here all night long, and several days after, too.