Sunday morning at the home site 3.21.21

And then there was brick.
And a good color brick not that gross color brick like the house next to ours!

Pre-drywall inspection meeting is Tuesday afternoon and I know of two things that need to be fixed. Placement of the light cluster in the dining room and the lack of rain shower in our bathroom.
Of course, the giant stacking doors still aren’t in…
It’ll be interesting to see what they say about that.

We should get a completion date Tuesday. Even if it’s approximate, at least we’ll know better than we do now.
We’re so excited!

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adventures with Birdie and Papa

When mommy and daddy are away, Baby K will play.
Or as her Papa said, “When it’s just you and Birdie and me, we’re going to party like rock stars.”

Thing 1 and Husband N did a two day – one night trip to celebrate Thing 1’s birthday. Then it kind of became a bit of celebration for buying their first house. It was also a bit of utilizing the built in childcare YBW and I can provide.
Thing 1 remarked that going on a minibreak two weeks before closing on their house was chock full of irony, but it was already planned and she was excited.

Saturday morning Papa read every book in the basket in Baby K’s room, then she and I colored with markers at the kitchen table before we went to the playground at our neighborhood elementary school. The first thing she did was fall off the stairs on the slide. (grandparent fail?)
I think she was more scared than hurt and even with the snuggles and kisses and mulch removal, she was unsettled. Not the best way to begin our adventure, but she rallied and chose to be adventurous.


She struggled to climb up through the tube, but with Papa pushing from the bottom, and Birdie pulling from the top, she made it!
Then there was lots of giggles going down the slide on the other side.

She “quack quack(ed)” at all the birds and said, “Hi!” to the airplane flying by.

When we got home from the playground, we had lunch then watched some of Moana.
After her nap, she played in her media table, which is currently filled with a variety of beans.
She had pizza for dinner, but not just any pizza, pepperoni rolls which are kind of like garlic knots and stromboli had a delicious baby. And she loved it!

She had such fun exploring at the new house Sunday morning. She’s got a penchant for picking up construction debris and finding creative ways to use it.
She found this empty caulk tube and turned it into a scope. (yes, we brought it home and washed it for her to play with)

We blew bubbles on the porch after lunch. Well, we didn’t blow them, the bubble blowing machine did. Baby K and the dogs danced and chased and popped so many bubbles!
Her mommy and daddy got home about ten minutes after she woke from her nap

Y’all, we had such fun with that girl!
How fortunate we can provide childcare for her parents at the same time getting to spend such precious and sacred time with our granddaughter.
Birdie and Papa FTW!

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a tune for Tuesday vol 115

I came across this song quite by accident.
The more I hear it, the more I find myself enjoying it.
What do y’all think?

Check out Disco Kitchen by Gardens & Villa

Please listen responsibly.

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Sunday morning at the house 3.14.21

Y’all!
We have insulation up in here.

Below the rooftop decks is spray insulation.

That’s the guest room, so when folks come to stay they’ll be nice and cozy under the small front roof deck.

The bricks are stacked up out front, but those huge stacking doors for the living room still aren’t in.

The pre-drywall inspection is scheduled for Tuesday next. According to my (half-assed googling) research it’s only 60-75 days to closing after that meeting! (Eep!)

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all packed up

Around lunchtime Friday last, Thing 1 and Baby K sat with me on the porch and watched as a truck dropped this storage box in the driveway.

I’ve been packing for about six weeks or so in preparation for paint and new flooring before we put our house on the market.
All the books, everything from the dining room, art and photos, and other miscellaneous items went into the back bedroom.

Furniture, holiday storage containers, and other larger items went into our front living room.

We worked our asses off Saturday.
Husband N helped with heavy lifting.
Thing 1 made sure we were hydrated and fed all day.
Baby K drew with chalk in the driveway, sang and danced, and kept us going with random hugs, and shouting “Cheehoo” when excited. (She’s currently obsessed with Moana)
We actually got most everything into the storage box and stopped work at about four Saturday afternoon.

When YBW and I came home from the new house Sunday morning, we made a quick breakfast and got to work.
I spent the majority of my time in the storage container utilizing my mad skills.
Thing 1 was my right hand man.
Husband N and Baby K chalked in the driveway and helped YBW bring things to be packed.
We finished loading everything before two o’clock.

All that’s left in our house now is what we’ll use to stage the house when it goes on the market, and what will go to Thing 1 and Husband N’s house at the end of the month.
The painter’s estimate came back in a price range we liked and they’ll get to work the beginning of April. As soon as they’re finished, the flooring guys will get in here and we’ll be ready to go.

I’m so happy to put away the packing tape dispenser and color coding labels. Of course I haven’t actually stopped working. I’m taking advantage of the nice weather this week to weed and mulch the foundation beds before everything starts growing.
But after that I’ll stop and be still for a moment.
Until it’s time to help Thing 1 and her family move to and get settled in their house.

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would you rather – partie douze

not be able to stop dancing or not stop singing
Not stop singing…?
This one borders on ridiculous. Why do I do this to myself?

have skin that changes color based on your emotions or tattoos appear all over your body depicting what you did yesterday
Color changing skin. Honestly, how cool would that be?

only be able to jump everywhere you go or only be able to walk on your hands
I think either of these would become tedious after a while, but I’m going to say jump. I don’t think I’d like to be upside down all the damn time.

be able to teleport anywhere or be able to read minds
T E L E P O R T!

have a completely automated home or a self-driving car
I choose automated home all day, baby.

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a tune for Tuesday vol 114

I’m loving Miley Cyrus’ record Plastic Hearts and enthusiastically encourage y’all to check it out.

This is Night Crawling featuring BFI. (Billy FOREVER!)

Please listen responsibly.

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Sunday morning at the home site 3.7.21

It was sunny and cold at the house this week.

All the plumbing and electric seems to be finished, but low voltage wiring is still going in.
We should soon be scheduling the pre-drywall inspection.

The mechanical room is ready for the tankless water heater.

When I got to the landing on the stairs to the second floor, I actually said, “OH!” out loud because I saw this!

The beginnings of my kitchen!
Fridge on the left of the back wall, cooktop in the center, oven/microwave on the right.
The sink and dish washer in the island.

Oh my goodness, y’all! I’m so ready!

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without love we are nothing

In his letter to the Corinthians, Paul wrote many beautiful things about what love is and is not. One of his more important points is that love is meant to exist without conditions.

Unconditional love.
We don’t always find that in our world.
The worst thing humans do to each other is love with conditions.

My second daughter experiences a great deal of the way selfish love works. Love is a weapon. Love is power to hold over another. Love is a tool with which to manipulate so get what you want.

I plan to make a powerful statement on love, but first I have to provide a bit of background info…
Thing 2 and her friends lost out on the house they were trying to rent. That hit her hard.
She’s not been seeing her counselor regularly (because, covid) and she didn’t realize how much she missed it until she got a call last week saying he’s starting to see clients in the office again.
She and Boyfriend M are strong and healthy.
But personally she isn’t in the best place.
She started a new job last week, one she’s enthusiastic about.
She’s making an appointment to see her therapist this week.
She and Boyfriend M had a good talk about mental health and being in a good supportive relationship.

Monday morning she wrote in our group chat

She’s excited about feeling like she’s killing it and doesn’t even need help.
Then immediately not wanting to jinx it.

Thing 1 and I shared our joy at her enthusiasm, and spoke to many things.
But I became stuck trying to make sense of this contradiction.

(here’s where the connection to love starts to make some sense)

Acknowledging you’re ‘killing it’ does not jinx it.
And, ‘killing it’ does not mean you can’t use or don’t need assistance, support, and love.
‘Killing it’ means you’re doing your best.

I believe we must celebrate what’s good. What feels positive.
But more than that, I believe being good, or successful, or feeling healthy doesn’t mean you don’t need (or want) backup.
It’s not one or the other. It’s a delicate balance of relying on yourself and the love of your tribe.
Love and support foster your personal strengths.

‘Killing it’ and needing help are not mutually exclusive.
You can ‘kill it’ and still receive support from the people who love you.
And best of all, when you’re ‘killing it’ as well as receiving love and support the world is a truly wonderful place.

Thing 2 shared how fortunate she feels to have friends, family, and “a mans” who love and support her endlessly.
Her counselor said, “God works in mysterious ways.” and later that same day Boyfriend M told her “the universe works in mysterious ways”.
She was angry and sad and didn’t want to hear it. But she knew they were right.
She knew this because in one twelve hour span, she had love and unconditional support from ‘the boys’ (her core friend group), then her counselor, then her Momma, and then Boyfriend M.
She said, “Everyone cares about me, for me, not their own selfish gain. And that it truly magical, I’m glad I appreciate that now. At the time, I was cheesed off because it felt like I was fine and everyone was treating me like a broken toy all at once –turns out I was not doing fine and needed that huge multi-directional wave of love and support.”

To which her sister replied, “We will always love and support you, that’s what we’re here for. Even if sometimes it feels like we’re being mean or treating you like a broken toy, we just want you to be the youest you you can be.”

I hope with all my might that this experience begins to shift Thing 2’s understanding.
I want her to know you cannot jinx your success by celebrating the joy of it.
You can be ‘killing it’ and still require support.
You can be as successful as humanly possible and still rely on the love of others.

(here’s where the connection to Paul starts to make some sense)

Paul knew what was up.
In his letter to the Corinthians he wrote a great deal of what love is and is not.
He wrote he was nothing without love.
He wrote we should remain hopeful and faithful and do everything in love.

I’m not as eloquent as Paul, but these are some of the most important things I know about life and love:
Love is safe.
Love comes at you to lift you up.
Love is a celebration of who you are.
Love is the greatest gift.

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a tune for Tuesday vol 113

Because Thing 1 is celebrating her twenty seventh birthday today, I thought it would be fun to have her to choose what song I share with y’all.
She debated between two MISSIO songs but ultimately landed on Wolves.
But I make the rules here, so I decided to share Can You Feel the Sun too.
Let me know what y’all think.

Happy Birthday, Bear!
I love you more than the whole wide world!

Please listen responsibly.

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