más vale tarde que nunca

Four years of high school Spanish and my most vivid memory is our teacher telling a story about how it is much better to be late than never. Well the story wasn't about unpacking, but it applies here.

Judy posted in August about moving 8 months ago and still not being finished unpacking. This started me thinking that we have been here for over 13 months and we haven't finished unpacking. That and the fact that we have a man coming to move the undersized propane heater from my sewing room into this room and install a larger heater in the sewing room so I can sew next winter without freezing, finally got me moving. I really wish I had taken a picture before I started because believe it or not this is a HUGE improvement. I keep pointing out to DH how much better it is since we put in all that work. He laughs at me and says there is still a long way to go. I'm trying to be optimistic. There were boxes stacked to the ceiling with a path between. Now most of the boxes are at least partially empty and there is plenty of room for the heater guy to get in there to install the heater on Friday. When this room gets completely cleared out we are going to move the computers into here along with a futon and build bookshelves so it can be an office/library.

DH was not enjoying putting things away at all. When I mentioned some shelving he had said he was going to build for my glass storage jars that I had temporarily put on the mantle he very graciously offered to build those instead of unpack. :-) Funny how that worked. I'm not going to complain though. I'm just going to fill the shelves when the paint is completely dry. He still has to build the cabinet doors, but I think this is the fastest he has ever built a cabinet. Wonder if I had finished unpacking the boxes on the first day if he would have gotten as far along as he did. ;-)

i have to show someone

You know, something I have realized since I lost my Mom is that no one else ever loves or appreciates your children like your mother does. The entire time we were visiting DD in Denver I kept thinking of going home and telling my mom about her life and then I would realize that I couldn't do that. I tell my friends, but for the most part I think they get a little tired of hearing and don't really understand all she has been through to become a dancer. My mom was always very happy to hear the goings on and go to see her dance. She understood how hard DD has worked to get where she is.

Well, I got a package in the mail from DD this week with my birthday present and she included the newspaper article from the Vail International Ballet Festival. I am going to share it with all of you, my captive audience and hope that at least some of you are duly impressed. :-D

The pictures are beautiful and out of 4 pictures in the article 3 were with my DD. Can you tell I'm proud? This first one is 3/4 of a page on the front of the Spotlight section.

She is the one in the back in the second one. She said the photographer was having fun with her because she wasn't afraid to balance on the side of a mountain. She has always had phenomenal balance.

gotta love a short week

We are having the bricks on our house repointed. If you are like me and aren't sure what that is, it is having crumbling mortar removed from between bricks and replaced with fresh. This should take care of any leaking we had from where the previous owner had gutters put on and they drilled into the mortar and cracked it to attach them. :-\

Anyway, there is a point to this.... I took today off so I could be here when the masons arrived. Well, after getting them started I could do anything I wanted. If feels so great to get a bonus day off to catch up on things. I vacuumed the layers of cat hair off the rugs, floor and furniture. Not that I would trade my babies for any others, I do wish they didn't shed so much. As soon as the vacuuming was done a wrestling match ensued and you would never know I had done it at all.

I then moved on to finishing up a couple of things. Here is my pair of socks from Marden's yarn. I just love a good deal. I now have about 14 more skeins in 3 colorways to make socks for probably the rest of my life. "My name is Tami and I have a stashing problem." I know the picture doesn't look like it, but my socks really are the same size. I then put the borders on my second doll quilt. I'm really getting into these quick little quilts. Thank you to Lucy for the inspiration which I guess she got from Dawn. I saw her post and decided that would be a great thing to do with the scraps from my Puss in the Corner doll quilt. Just quilting to go. I see the wall going up my stairway filling up. :-)

he made it through

He made it through with nothing broken!! DS jumped off the ship on Saturday and ended his RPT week with field games on Sunday. I think we are out of the woods and he is officially in the regiment this year. He called Sunday night to say it was over and he didn't much like being told by people his own age what to do. It's funny how much age matters when you are younger. DH told him that was life and he better get used to it.