Well, there's not much to report here. 


It's just that suitcase time of year. 


Travel size toiletry season. 


We've got trips going in all different directions, this summer.  Blair got home from Canada, late Saturday night.  Being in my element, I burned the midnight oil and stayed up until I heard her flight had landed while Davis was in there sawing logs.  On Monday morning, Carson left for Ridgecrest, NC with his youth group and he had to be at the church at 4:30 a.m..  I only know about one 4:30 and I'm not the least bit interested in getting familiar the other one, so Davis was responsible for getting him there in the pre-dawn darkness while I was sprawled out unconscious in bed.  That, my friends, is what you call a marriage that works.  Each person coming to the table with his or her own strengths, whether it be embracing the late night or ushering in the ungodly early morning....all for the good of the family. 



Something about Carson being out of town has gotten me in project mode around here.  I don't know why that is but it seems like I always saddle up for some big undertaking when he goes on a trip.  It's not like he's 3 and always underfoot or anything but I do seem to get in gear when he's gone.  I've got a list of projects I want to accomplish around the house this summer.  Some painting projects.  Some serious cleaning.  Some new floor covering. 


So, this week, I decided to tackle painting our bedroom and master bath.  We built our house over ten years ago and everything has been repainted, at least once or twice, except those two spaces. Deeper, richer colors were the thing back when we built and so, I needed to lighten and brighten our bedroom to fit into this Joanna Gaines world in which we live.  So, for the last two days, I've been busying myself with a couple of gallons of "Lamb's Ear".  Who names these colors?


Summertime is my nesting period due to my work being slow but, this year, there's an added undercurrent to my housekeeping urgency.  My sweet friend, Regena, is coming to stay with our elderly, ornery dog, Sugar, while we're out of town for the wedding in October.  Sugar just loves her and you know when dogs get to a certain age, it's just too traumatic to take them out of their routine.....especially if they're as anxious and tightly wound as ours is.  So, anyway, when someone is coming to stay at your house and you know you won't be there to steer them away from problem areas, well, that takes you to a whole new level of manic house cleaning and that's where I am right now.


So, as riveting as this all was, it's all I've got today.  Lamb's ear in my hair, freshly painted walls, and just wanting to check in and say "hey"!




Y'all have a good day!