Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Hello all…

Hello Friends and Family,


 


Things went well last week and the weekend was fabulous! I concentrated on my bathroom last week, which resulted in rest of the house being very messy.


 


Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday nights I worked on mudding and sanding the drywall. Thursday night Miia and Jimi came over to help me begin the tile process on the tub/shower area. Miia and I mudded the tiles with cement and placed them on the wall, while Jimi was outside cutting them as needed. We got about 1/3 of the area completed that night.


 


We had a bit of excitement towards the end of the week with the tornados coming through our area. The kids were on lock down at school for a while and I was stuck at work. My friend, Brenda in Greeley was in the tornado at her place of employment. Her car was tore up pretty bad and she was shaken up, but was physically unharmed. My house and yard also survived untouched. I think the closest tornado by my house was ten miles away.


 


Friday was the last day of school for the kids. Friday night Jimi came over and we worked our fingers to the bone trying to finish getting the tile on the walls. It was hard, but we did it.


 


I got up early Saturday morning and began cleaning house. And here's a funny lil story for you.


Jimi got up not long after I did and went into the garage. I wondered what he was doing, but didn't go see or say anything. I just kept cleaning the kitchen. Pretty soon he came into the kitchen just hanging out. I kept wondering what he was doing, but again never said anything. After 10 minutes or so he said "Oh by the way Happy Birthday". I gave him a hug and said thank you. Then he said that he would leave to get us some coffee in a minute and he kept hanging around the kitchen – in my way of course as I am trying to clean. I noticed the dogs in the back yard and wondered why Jimi was still there. I finally decided to stop cleaning and watch out the window until he left. So, we stood there together commenting on the dogs, etc. I guess he couldn't stand it any longer because he finally said "You're not very observant, are you?" It was then that I noticed a patio fire pit in my back yard, which I had been looking right past for the last 15 minutes. It was my birthday present. He bought me a patio fire pit, but better yet he made a beautiful stone table around it.


It is beautiful. Now we can cook brats, roast marshmallows and camp in the back yard when ever we want to. And finally he went to get us coffee, but it didn't end there. When he returned he brought me a dozen roses for my birthday: 6 white and 6 red. The colors symbolize love and unity, but he said to him they symbolize that the woman in line before him bought the last set of 12 red roses, cuz that's what he wanted to buy  for me. He's so funny. I am very happy with any color.


 


My girlfriend, Heather from Maryland, came over for a couple of hours that afternoon. We had a nice visit. Afterwards, Jimi took me bowling and that evening we sat in the back yard around the fire pit cooking brats on a stick and roasting marshmallows.


 


Sunday I had planned to grout around the tile and mow the grass. Jimi was suppose to just get me started on the grout and then go home, but he ended up staying and doing the whole thing, while I mowed the grass.


 


Monday was our annual Memorial Day bar-b-que. It drizzled and rained all day, but our turn out was grand. Of the 37 RSVPs, 25 showed up. Some stood outside, while some stayed inside. We had more than enough food and a wonderful time visiting and relaxing with one another.


 


Mom & Dad were supposed to come out for the bar-b-que, but there plans changed when my cousin came over to paint their house for them. It needed painting, so it was an opportunity that could not be avoided. I was disappointed, but understood.


 


I actually felt like I hade a weekend with three days off and getting so much done. This week I have another list of things to accomplish, but it should be a good week as well.


I trust that everyone is doing well and I will write again next week.


 


Love Everybody,


Lorie

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