Along with all of the excitement and anticipation of moving, there is also the unexpected nonsense that finds its way into the situation.
We are exactly one week away from closing-if everything continues to move along the way it has been-and things continue to pop up that require our attention and our checkbook.
We had a dye test scheduled for this week, and on schedule, three men from the township showed up with three trucks, tons of equipment, and cones to block the road. It was quite the production. In case you were wondering, a dye test checks to assure that none of the water from our downspouts, french drains, etc. run into their sewer lines. We were very confident that our home would pass, as everyone we've talked to has never heard of a house not passing.
Micah kept on the men working, asking questions about what they were finding, throughout the entire four and a half (yes, I'm serious. It really took that long.)hour test. At the beginning, one of the men casually remarked that he didn't see a problem. When the test was over, no one would give an answer as to the findings. We both became a little worried, but the reassurance from numerous home buyers that we know made us feel a little more at ease.
Sure enough, when Micah called the next morning, our township informed us that we did in fact FAIL the test. Unbelievable.
Unbeknown st to me, Micah spent a better part of his day off yesterday calling for estimates (that were upwards of $1000+) and suggestions. When I came home from work yesterday, he filled me in. I, true to self, lost it.
I lost it to the point of hyperventilating. Hello hormones.
To make a long story short, our wonderful neighbors that we will miss dearly happened to get home shortly after my meltdown. I have a fabulous memory (ask anyone!) and had remembered a conversation with them regarding our township requiring everyone on our street to update sewer lines on the properties at the homeowners expense. Mind you, this occurred several years ago, but PVC piping has a VERY long life expectancy.
Micah started digging up the front yard (yes, we are making quite the mess here) around 7:30 last night and what did he find?! PVC piping in the ground and the culprit as to why we failed our dye test.
Our pipe is not cracked, our pipe is not leaking water into the main sewer. The pipe is cut too low below ground level, thus allowing the multiple gallons of water they pumped into the yard to get into this sewer line, therefore allowing the dye into the sewer.
You'd think this would be plenty of proof for the township, but unfortunately, we have to pay another $125 for them to re-do the test. I am furious with them and may take my ever-expanding girth to the township building and have a firm, hormone-led talk with the men in charge of this sad excuse to take more of my money.
Can I tell you that I can't wait to move to a new town?! Really.
In other news, our mortgage broker says he is "hopeful" that we can close on our new house on December 16th. FINALLY someone is hopeful! We are turning in the last of our required paperwork today and are praying that we don't need to give anymore. I think they've pretty much asked for everything but our firstborn...and I'm keeping her! Who would've thought it would be this difficult to get a mortgage when 1. I've had one for the last five years 2. Have excellent credit and very little debt 3. Have the income necessary to qualify for a mortgage of this amount. There's big government for you. BAD idea. Maybe I should personally call Barack Obama and ask him what else I could possibly have to do for me to be approved for a loan. Think he'd answer his phone?! ;)
On a lighter, more upbeat, positive, not-so-stressful, non-house related note: I had my 37 week check up today! Baby is guesstimated to weigh right around six pounds, is extremely low, head down, and ready for her grand debut! I'm still shootin' for the 19th or 20th! I've been telling her all week that she has to wait until then! It worked with Hannah!
I think I'll have to end there. I do have pictures to upload, but frankly, I've been too lazy and stressed out. It is very possible that there will be no pictures until after the baby arrives. :/
Gooday!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Sneaking in a Quick Post...
Micah has been busy studying/paper-writing/researching for the final few days of his class, so I've been "banned" from computer usage the last few nights while he scurries to tie up lose ends. Thankfully, this class ends tonight and he begins a new one tomorrow. I'm so hopeful that this next class will come with a lighter workload and a more enjoyable topic for him.
I'm so proud of him! Working LONG hours at the office, taking care of the house, packing, AND working toward his degree. Pretty impressive! I know I couldn't do it...although I'd LOVE to take some classes on photography.
We're all still hanging on here. Closing on this house remains the 16th, and supposedly I'll hear something tomorrow from our lender about a closing date on the new house. I can't wait to live without piles of boxes in every room!
We drove past our new house four times yesterday. It's embarrassing, I know. I can't help myself. We had to run home to get the pressure cooker for my Mom to make dinner, then headed to the craft store for some yarn, (I just started working on an afghan for the new baby...not sure it'll be finished in time!)then headed home...and all of those trips either began or concluded (or, ahem, both) with us driving slowly, and probably creepily, past our new home. I'm sure our neighbors-to-be think we're prowling the neighborhood!
Well, tomorrow marks the 37 week mark of this pregnancy! I'm so thrilled that I've made it to full term. I'm hoping to hold out for at least another week, so I'm sure she's fully "cooked". <- I hate when people say that, now I'm saying it.
She's been jamming her butt/feet into the right side of my ribcage all day. When it gets to this point and we're both wrestling for space, it's time. I can't wait to meet her!
In other news, my parents put their Christmas decorations up yesterday with the "help" of Hannah. I'm a little concerned as to how we're going to keep our tree decorated when we move and put it up. Hannah has quite the fascination with the bulbs...or as she calls them "dolls". She repeatedly undecorated the bottom of the tree and even managed to pull a glass bulb apart where the bulb meets the hook.
Luckily, we caught her before there were any boo-boos.
I got some cute pictures, but I'll have to post them tomorrow when Hannah naps. Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is ending, it's bathtime, and it's getting late.
Stay tuned, and stay warm! We're expecting 1-4 inches tonight with a windchill of 12*. Winter, anyone?!
I'm so proud of him! Working LONG hours at the office, taking care of the house, packing, AND working toward his degree. Pretty impressive! I know I couldn't do it...although I'd LOVE to take some classes on photography.
We're all still hanging on here. Closing on this house remains the 16th, and supposedly I'll hear something tomorrow from our lender about a closing date on the new house. I can't wait to live without piles of boxes in every room!
We drove past our new house four times yesterday. It's embarrassing, I know. I can't help myself. We had to run home to get the pressure cooker for my Mom to make dinner, then headed to the craft store for some yarn, (I just started working on an afghan for the new baby...not sure it'll be finished in time!)then headed home...and all of those trips either began or concluded (or, ahem, both) with us driving slowly, and probably creepily, past our new home. I'm sure our neighbors-to-be think we're prowling the neighborhood!
Well, tomorrow marks the 37 week mark of this pregnancy! I'm so thrilled that I've made it to full term. I'm hoping to hold out for at least another week, so I'm sure she's fully "cooked". <- I hate when people say that, now I'm saying it.
She's been jamming her butt/feet into the right side of my ribcage all day. When it gets to this point and we're both wrestling for space, it's time. I can't wait to meet her!
In other news, my parents put their Christmas decorations up yesterday with the "help" of Hannah. I'm a little concerned as to how we're going to keep our tree decorated when we move and put it up. Hannah has quite the fascination with the bulbs...or as she calls them "dolls". She repeatedly undecorated the bottom of the tree and even managed to pull a glass bulb apart where the bulb meets the hook.
Luckily, we caught her before there were any boo-boos.
I got some cute pictures, but I'll have to post them tomorrow when Hannah naps. Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is ending, it's bathtime, and it's getting late.
Stay tuned, and stay warm! We're expecting 1-4 inches tonight with a windchill of 12*. Winter, anyone?!
Thursday, December 2, 2010
And a few pictures...
In the name of all things random, I'm uploading some pictures to spice up my blog. Enjoy!
Looking out the kitchen window
My crazy-haired girl
Awesome gifts from my suprise baby shower at work
Check out her ponytail!
We're moving!
Looking out the kitchen window
My crazy-haired girl
Awesome gifts from my suprise baby shower at work
Check out her ponytail!
We're moving!
Awesome generosity...and a ton of static cling.
Yesterday was the 1st of December, which means I'll most likely be having a baby THIS month! It was my first day back to work after Thanksgiving break, and I was feeling pretty good, despite the ever-increasing pressure that baby Sarah puts on my cervix.
Making my lunch for the day, I happened to glance out the kitchen window to find an inch of snow had descended on our neighborhood throughout the night. It was the pretty kind of snow. The kind that gets stuck beautifully on every tree branch and wire. Although it was just the 1st day of December, we had ourselves quite the winter wonderland!
So, I bundled up the belly as best I could with a non-maternity pea coat and set off for the school.
I soaked in the sights on the drive there, admiring God's creation covered in a blanket of heavenly white fluff...and I may have searched the radio for a Christmas song...or two...or three. It felt good to have made it this far into the pregnancy after our little scare a few weeks back. Baby is still cookin', and that means she's continuing to grow and be nourished in the best possible place for her.
When I got to school, I settled into my desk, went over the paperwork that had found it's way there, and prepared for my classes.
Stacey, the PT I work with began filling me in on the events of Tuesday, as all of the students and staff returned back to work then. She told me that new equipment had arrived and that I needed to look it over.
New equipment? For who? I was totally confused. She led me to the storage room, then redirected me to the planning center and shoved me in...where I found 22 of my coworkers seated around the big table which had been covered in a pink tablecloth, streamers, and baby confetti.
Overwhelmed? Yes. I almost cried, but pulled myself together rather quickly to take it all in. There was cake, cupcakes, chocolate favors from Rosalind's candy castle (of all places!), and pink and white M & M's...and gifts. They bought me gifts...
When I say I have the absolute best coworkers in the world, it's still an understatement.
I was served a piece of cake, then handed present after present, and card after card that held outfits, diapers, a new baby bouncer (because my little adventurous Hannah broke hers at the ripe age of, oh, 6 months), books, a homemade quilt that matches our girl's nursery to a tee, gift cards for Walmart and Babies R Us, a robe for me to wear in the hospital...and even a few things for the big sister.
My coworkers are awesome. I said "thank you" a million times, but it just doesn't seem to cut it. I'm still shocked at their generostiy and thoughtfulness and I don't know where to begin to thank them.
We so needed newborn diapers. With all of the snow and sleet, I've been camping out in the house and haven't had the opportunity to stock up. I have my first box and now feel at ease about welcoming our new baby at any time.
So today I'm going through all of the gifts to organize baby things into drawers. We still don't have a moving date (which is extremely frustrating when your 9 months pregnant and Christmas is just three weeks away), so I can't really hang things up in the closet just yet.
One thing I hate about this time of year? Static. Hannah's hair resembles that of Albert Einstein's despite my many attempts to tame it.
I've wet it, put it in a pony tail with multiple clips, and have been trying to keep it slicked back since. It's a disaster. And the continuous rubbing of her head on our microfiber couch doesn't make matters any better. That, combined with the mylar balloon she's become so attached to makes for a very staticy mess. If she shocks me one more time, I'm sure I can generate enough electricity to light a Christmas tree. It's a shame I can't put one up right now. Darn underwriters. Process my new mortgage loan already.
That's it for now. Maybe I'll upload some pictures tonight.
Making my lunch for the day, I happened to glance out the kitchen window to find an inch of snow had descended on our neighborhood throughout the night. It was the pretty kind of snow. The kind that gets stuck beautifully on every tree branch and wire. Although it was just the 1st day of December, we had ourselves quite the winter wonderland!
So, I bundled up the belly as best I could with a non-maternity pea coat and set off for the school.
I soaked in the sights on the drive there, admiring God's creation covered in a blanket of heavenly white fluff...and I may have searched the radio for a Christmas song...or two...or three. It felt good to have made it this far into the pregnancy after our little scare a few weeks back. Baby is still cookin', and that means she's continuing to grow and be nourished in the best possible place for her.
When I got to school, I settled into my desk, went over the paperwork that had found it's way there, and prepared for my classes.
Stacey, the PT I work with began filling me in on the events of Tuesday, as all of the students and staff returned back to work then. She told me that new equipment had arrived and that I needed to look it over.
New equipment? For who? I was totally confused. She led me to the storage room, then redirected me to the planning center and shoved me in...where I found 22 of my coworkers seated around the big table which had been covered in a pink tablecloth, streamers, and baby confetti.
Overwhelmed? Yes. I almost cried, but pulled myself together rather quickly to take it all in. There was cake, cupcakes, chocolate favors from Rosalind's candy castle (of all places!), and pink and white M & M's...and gifts. They bought me gifts...
When I say I have the absolute best coworkers in the world, it's still an understatement.
I was served a piece of cake, then handed present after present, and card after card that held outfits, diapers, a new baby bouncer (because my little adventurous Hannah broke hers at the ripe age of, oh, 6 months), books, a homemade quilt that matches our girl's nursery to a tee, gift cards for Walmart and Babies R Us, a robe for me to wear in the hospital...and even a few things for the big sister.
My coworkers are awesome. I said "thank you" a million times, but it just doesn't seem to cut it. I'm still shocked at their generostiy and thoughtfulness and I don't know where to begin to thank them.
We so needed newborn diapers. With all of the snow and sleet, I've been camping out in the house and haven't had the opportunity to stock up. I have my first box and now feel at ease about welcoming our new baby at any time.
So today I'm going through all of the gifts to organize baby things into drawers. We still don't have a moving date (which is extremely frustrating when your 9 months pregnant and Christmas is just three weeks away), so I can't really hang things up in the closet just yet.
One thing I hate about this time of year? Static. Hannah's hair resembles that of Albert Einstein's despite my many attempts to tame it.
I've wet it, put it in a pony tail with multiple clips, and have been trying to keep it slicked back since. It's a disaster. And the continuous rubbing of her head on our microfiber couch doesn't make matters any better. That, combined with the mylar balloon she's become so attached to makes for a very staticy mess. If she shocks me one more time, I'm sure I can generate enough electricity to light a Christmas tree. It's a shame I can't put one up right now. Darn underwriters. Process my new mortgage loan already.
That's it for now. Maybe I'll upload some pictures tonight.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Inspired? Maybe.
As I sit on the couch next to Hannah watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, I think how few days we have...just the two of us. When Daddy's at work, it's just "us girls". It won't be long before there will be three!
Micah asked me this morning if I was excited. Am I? I am excited about holding a newborn...my newborn. I'm excited about meeting her, seeing her, getting to know her...my daughter. I'm excited to watch the bond form between her and Hannah...the sisterly bond I've never experienced, but longed for. I am excited.
The daunting task of labor and delivery has me a little distraught. Going in the first time, you have no clue what you've gotten yourself into. With the second, and any subsequent pregnancies thereafter, you know.
I've been think a lot about the work. After all, it is work. After having contractions on and off for the last two weeks thanks to dehydration from the stomach flu, I feel as though I've been in early labor for days. That's the easy part. I got an epidural at four centimeters with Hannah, and even then, I'm not sure how much more I could have handled. The pain is pretty intense.
I'm worried about the epidural. With Hannah, the first one didn't work and I was left with contractions on just my right side. Then I had issues with my blood pressure skyrocketing to 178/120. That in itself makes you feel lousy.
And the pushing. I remember looking at Micah and begging him to count faster. It was so hard. But I made it through. I felt empowered after giving birth. Like I had accomplished something so great, and I had. I was ready to do it all again the day after she was born.
Yes, I had battle wounds to prove I had taken on the task. I was bruised, sore, hunched over when I walked, and emotionally unstable. But it was so very worth it. They say you forget the pain, and you do. But getting this close, I do remember. I'm ready. I'm empowered. I'm excited. I'm going to be myself this time, and let my body do what comes naturally without the fear of Micah thinking less of me. How silly anyway. After all, I'm delivery his baby, and I know he loves me...unconditionally. We've come a long way in the past 20 months. I'm ready. All systems go...as soon as little one decides it's time!
And on to lighter things...
Joann's is having a sale on minkie fabrics. And I want them. All of them. All of the colors. I almost gasped when I went to their website and saw the sale. It is just what I need to make baby girl's blanket. I know I'm supposed to be saving every dime for closing on the new house...but would a few yards of minkie fabric really be that harmful?!?! Oh, and maybe a nice pair of dressmaker's shears. :X
Still no word on a closing date for our house. Still praying it's the 16th...so I'm not in labor, or in the hospital, and so I can put up my Christmas tree and decorations. Oh please, let it be the 16th!
Micah asked me this morning if I was excited. Am I? I am excited about holding a newborn...my newborn. I'm excited about meeting her, seeing her, getting to know her...my daughter. I'm excited to watch the bond form between her and Hannah...the sisterly bond I've never experienced, but longed for. I am excited.
The daunting task of labor and delivery has me a little distraught. Going in the first time, you have no clue what you've gotten yourself into. With the second, and any subsequent pregnancies thereafter, you know.
I've been think a lot about the work. After all, it is work. After having contractions on and off for the last two weeks thanks to dehydration from the stomach flu, I feel as though I've been in early labor for days. That's the easy part. I got an epidural at four centimeters with Hannah, and even then, I'm not sure how much more I could have handled. The pain is pretty intense.
I'm worried about the epidural. With Hannah, the first one didn't work and I was left with contractions on just my right side. Then I had issues with my blood pressure skyrocketing to 178/120. That in itself makes you feel lousy.
And the pushing. I remember looking at Micah and begging him to count faster. It was so hard. But I made it through. I felt empowered after giving birth. Like I had accomplished something so great, and I had. I was ready to do it all again the day after she was born.
Yes, I had battle wounds to prove I had taken on the task. I was bruised, sore, hunched over when I walked, and emotionally unstable. But it was so very worth it. They say you forget the pain, and you do. But getting this close, I do remember. I'm ready. I'm empowered. I'm excited. I'm going to be myself this time, and let my body do what comes naturally without the fear of Micah thinking less of me. How silly anyway. After all, I'm delivery his baby, and I know he loves me...unconditionally. We've come a long way in the past 20 months. I'm ready. All systems go...as soon as little one decides it's time!
And on to lighter things...
Joann's is having a sale on minkie fabrics. And I want them. All of them. All of the colors. I almost gasped when I went to their website and saw the sale. It is just what I need to make baby girl's blanket. I know I'm supposed to be saving every dime for closing on the new house...but would a few yards of minkie fabric really be that harmful?!?! Oh, and maybe a nice pair of dressmaker's shears. :X
Still no word on a closing date for our house. Still praying it's the 16th...so I'm not in labor, or in the hospital, and so I can put up my Christmas tree and decorations. Oh please, let it be the 16th!
Monday, November 29, 2010
New blog, first post!
Well, I've done it! I'm back to blogging, and I wanted to start out fresh. You can read my previous blog here: http://www.mrhpriceprint.blogspot.com
So, where do I start? I'm Rachel, Mommy to Hannah (and another one on the way!), wife to Micah, and new found photography/embroidery/sewing enthusiast. Funny, huh? I'm a master of none of the above "hobbies", but hopefully will improve my skills in at least one of these. We'll see!
Life here has been crazy busy, as we've been packing up five and a half years of memories and belongings in preparation for our move. Although I've loved our little "gingerbread house", it is time to move on from here. We need the extra bedrooms, the bigger spaces, the storage. I'm looking forward to making it my home.
And maybe it's just because I'm super emotional and sentimental right now (thanks, hormones!), but I keep thinking this new house is going to so change our life for the better...and I truly believe that it will.
I told Micah last night that I couldn't wait to move. To feel the keys in my hands to our new abode. To open the front door and know that it's mine. It's a fresh, new start. I asked him if he thought there would be more time there. I know that time isn't going to stand still, and that the days won't be longer simply because we've moved a few minutes down the road...but it feels like it.
I'll have room for my things...to set up my sewing machine and not have it tucked away in a box under our computer desk in the den. I'll have a kitchen right off of my family room where I can prepare home-cooked goodness while Hannah and our newest one play.
There is a huge yard, too. It's park-like and beautiful...tree-filled and shaded. It has a cute walkway of omni-stone that leads to the backyard from the patio. I just can't wait to enjoy it in the spring.
And Christmas...oh Christmas! Even though we are completely unsure of whether or not we'll be moved in for Christmas, I know how I'd decorate. Where I'd put the tree. How we'd hang the lights outside. Where our mini lighted trees would go. I can see it now...and I want to be there. Right there in the middle of it all. In my new house with my big girl, and my newest little girl.
And that's all I have to say about that. ;)
Now I'm off to get my last haircut before the new baby arrives. I love "lasts". The kind where you know something grand and exciting awaits. This is my last haircut before we bring our new baby home. See, told you I was over sentimental right now!
With that, I bid you farewell. Go enjoy your day! :)
So, where do I start? I'm Rachel, Mommy to Hannah (and another one on the way!), wife to Micah, and new found photography/embroidery/sewing enthusiast. Funny, huh? I'm a master of none of the above "hobbies", but hopefully will improve my skills in at least one of these. We'll see!
Life here has been crazy busy, as we've been packing up five and a half years of memories and belongings in preparation for our move. Although I've loved our little "gingerbread house", it is time to move on from here. We need the extra bedrooms, the bigger spaces, the storage. I'm looking forward to making it my home.
And maybe it's just because I'm super emotional and sentimental right now (thanks, hormones!), but I keep thinking this new house is going to so change our life for the better...and I truly believe that it will.
I told Micah last night that I couldn't wait to move. To feel the keys in my hands to our new abode. To open the front door and know that it's mine. It's a fresh, new start. I asked him if he thought there would be more time there. I know that time isn't going to stand still, and that the days won't be longer simply because we've moved a few minutes down the road...but it feels like it.
I'll have room for my things...to set up my sewing machine and not have it tucked away in a box under our computer desk in the den. I'll have a kitchen right off of my family room where I can prepare home-cooked goodness while Hannah and our newest one play.
There is a huge yard, too. It's park-like and beautiful...tree-filled and shaded. It has a cute walkway of omni-stone that leads to the backyard from the patio. I just can't wait to enjoy it in the spring.
And Christmas...oh Christmas! Even though we are completely unsure of whether or not we'll be moved in for Christmas, I know how I'd decorate. Where I'd put the tree. How we'd hang the lights outside. Where our mini lighted trees would go. I can see it now...and I want to be there. Right there in the middle of it all. In my new house with my big girl, and my newest little girl.
And that's all I have to say about that. ;)
Now I'm off to get my last haircut before the new baby arrives. I love "lasts". The kind where you know something grand and exciting awaits. This is my last haircut before we bring our new baby home. See, told you I was over sentimental right now!
With that, I bid you farewell. Go enjoy your day! :)
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
A new addition!
That's right! Micah and I found out a few weeks ago that we are expecting baby #2! I'm not totally sure how far along I am, as I only weaned Hannah a few days before my positive test and I haven't been "regular" enough to really date the pregnancy that way. If I had to make an educated guess, I'd say I'm between 7 and 9 weeks. I'm guessing my due date will be somewhere around December 9th!
So, we're in the 2 under 2 club! We've been telling Hannah that she's going to be a big sister, but obviously she hasn't quite figured out what we're talking about. When I ask her where the baby is, she consistently points to my chest, haha. She has a little bit to learn in the next nine months! :)
I haven't really been sick, and I'm oh so thankful for that! Just an on and off queasy feeling that is usually relieved by eating or drinking. I hope it stays this way for the entire pregnancy because I'm not sure how I'd run after Hannah (who is full blown walking now!!) while trying not to vomit.
In other news, Micah and I are prepping our home to be placed on the market. We feel it's best as our master bedroom is so small that our furniture will in no way fit. Plus, it's downstairs in our house, which would leave both of the babies upstairs alone. The other downside? There is no closet. Since the room is so small as it is, there is no extra space for an armoire. We have a finished basement, and the option exists to place an armoire there, but I'm not sure how I'd like that. Micah just finished our second full bath in our basement (and it's GORGEOUS!) so if we do have to stay in our current home, it would be somewhat "doable".
Well, that's about it. I wanted to update any loyal readers (who don't already know!) about our exciting news! As for me, I'm heading to bed! Hannah has a cold with a fever and runny nose, so let's just say no one in this house slept last night. I'm ready for bed!
Good night and have a great week...or month...hopefully I won't be that long with another post!
So, we're in the 2 under 2 club! We've been telling Hannah that she's going to be a big sister, but obviously she hasn't quite figured out what we're talking about. When I ask her where the baby is, she consistently points to my chest, haha. She has a little bit to learn in the next nine months! :)
I haven't really been sick, and I'm oh so thankful for that! Just an on and off queasy feeling that is usually relieved by eating or drinking. I hope it stays this way for the entire pregnancy because I'm not sure how I'd run after Hannah (who is full blown walking now!!) while trying not to vomit.
In other news, Micah and I are prepping our home to be placed on the market. We feel it's best as our master bedroom is so small that our furniture will in no way fit. Plus, it's downstairs in our house, which would leave both of the babies upstairs alone. The other downside? There is no closet. Since the room is so small as it is, there is no extra space for an armoire. We have a finished basement, and the option exists to place an armoire there, but I'm not sure how I'd like that. Micah just finished our second full bath in our basement (and it's GORGEOUS!) so if we do have to stay in our current home, it would be somewhat "doable".
Well, that's about it. I wanted to update any loyal readers (who don't already know!) about our exciting news! As for me, I'm heading to bed! Hannah has a cold with a fever and runny nose, so let's just say no one in this house slept last night. I'm ready for bed!
Good night and have a great week...or month...hopefully I won't be that long with another post!
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