Toadfrogs and Elephants

Wade’s latest project is the closets in the master bedroom. For an older house it was amazing to find a master bedroom with two decent sized closets. Of course, they were obviously done with the highest quality in mind – trim that doesn’t match the house, painted mint green, and bifold doors that don’t actually work.

My closet before:

We have moved out of our bedroom and into the guest room for the next couple of weeks. Wade is working hard and mumbling over and over, “I hate drywall.” We bought old solid wood doors at the salvage store in Chicago a few weeks ago and Wade is working to make our closet openings smaller to work with the doors.

My closet as it is now:

I am back to doing projects. I think the days of not feeling well have finally passed. I decided to tackle the living room windows. I have taken down the windows, stripped the varnish and paint, and sanded. I have to do the same to the window frames and then I’ll be ready to paint.

The next step will be all the windows in the sunroom so that Wade can work his magic and try to winterize the front of the house. Can you believe the leaves are just beginning to turn up here? That seems crazy early.

Happy Birthday Jerry!

Wade decided for the good of us all that Ethan had to go. He could escape our backyard by jumping the fence and would consistently bark if left tied up on a stake or in his kennel. Did I also mention he tends to have little accidents when he gets excited or sees Wade? We couldn’t get him transferred until today, but he is off to live in the country with one of the state coordinators. Bye Bye Ethan.

Happy Birthday Melissa!

I knew some weird stuff would happen when I was pregnant, but two things I didn’t expect: to lose my taste for any and all sweets and to develop a sense of smell. I’d heard smells can bother you and so on, but I normally don’t have a sense of smell. Imagine my surprise when suddenly I smell the trash or something in the fridge before Wade. I actually think I liked it better the other way. And losing my taste for chocolate?!? That’s just wrong.

I have to admit to being very lax when it comes to my fish. I only had one left alive after my trip to Charleston and he wasn’t looking so good. He eventually died and about that time the kitchen in general was making me sick. I didn’t touch the tank and neither did Wade. It has been on my list this week, but I haven’t quite gotten to it. (Let’s not add up how long the tank has had a dead fish.)

Tonight I was helping Wade cook dinner and saw something move in the tank. I walked over and there is a little tiny baby fish swimming around. I am very confused by this. All of the fish I had were Mollies, which give birth to live young. Either that fish has been in there the whole time and I never saw it or it appeared from the dead fish (who has now mysteriously disappeared).

Very odd. I guess I will begin to put food back in the tank.

Do not leave strange dogs alone in the house for even 20 minutes.

I wasn’t feeling well and decided on a nap. Wade was watching the dogs. I came downstairs and saw the nice mess of my living room pillow. The dogs were nowhere to be found. I was actually amused by it at this point (couldn’t do much else) and called Wade up to laugh with me. He didn’t see the situation quite like I did and asked again when Ethan will go to a new home.

Ethan went away for 36 hours to get neutered. I was much amused when he came home with a cone and instructions to wear it for 2 weeks!

Wade was outside grilling and I was in the kitchen reading the mail. Wade’s parents had sent us some kind of Hallmark card and I was trying to guess what it was for. I finally opened it and found a “Happy Anniversary” card. My immediate thought was, “Wow, They are really early.” Then I looked at today’s date and realized it was August 4th.

I ran outside and asked Wade, “Do you know when our anniversary is?” (Meaning it is in a few days.).
He responds with, “Of course. It’s August 7th.”

I pointed out that was three days away and he actually had to be convinced. At least Wade and I both forget our anniversary!
(We’ve decided to postpone celebrating till I consistently feel better.)