Well, it finally made it - a day late. The drizzle, barely freezing temps, kind of a let-down.
The boys think the icicles are cool and have been outside banging the ice off of everything. I'm sure the noise attracted the neighbors and CPS will be knocking at our door any minute wondering why the children are not in school. Have you never heard of recess?
"Please, can we stay outside? Besides, the icicles are melting."
"What's the temperature?"
"33.3 and rising by the second!"
"Okay, but wear real shoes, not houseshoes. And gloves."
The Tree is down, courtesy of CeanBounter. I'm glad because now I have to start getting ready for the Flooring People.
Yes! I said it! I did it! I Made A Decision!
With a TON of help from HolyChow. She came down for a week and dragged my sorry wiffle-waffling behind around to every flooring store west of the beltway! Wood in the den and tile everywhere else. The wood is scrumptious, hand-scraped, warm, yummy, golden, gooey...no, wait, I'm describing chocolate chip cookies. Anyway, it will look really nice next to that stone behemoth of a fireplace.
A friend's husband asked me about The Flooring on Sunday. I was so excited...he was the first person to ask since I made The Decision. I jumped when he asked and I might've squealed a little. I think I startled him with my excitement. Seriously, this has taken me a year and a half. I think I'll go raise a toast to myself and HolyChow.
Only family would do something like that. Gotta love that chica!