Minutes – August 27

::faithful

Praying for

• what feels like a hundred different things this week
• the Architect, who has been running a fever for several days

• more rain! Unexpected and not predicted by Mr. Weatherman, it rained all day long yesterday
• my Mom – Happy Birthday, Mom!
• making a dent this weekend on Clearing the Decks
• date night with Mr. Pea – DirtBike was away over night, and The Architect was at a school dance.  Since we had to wait until late to pick him up, we spent the evening  walking around downtown, admiring how much it has changed in the past twenty some odd years, eating ice cream and sipping Starbucks.

::healthy

More biking scheduled this week, as well as a cross fit session tomorrow. And sleep.  I’ve been stingy on my sleep lately and it’s showing in an overall lack of cheeriness.

::creative

Well.  Those uniform pants did not get hemmed and thanks to the rain, the paint smears did not happen on the garage door.  I did, however, finish clearing out the girls’ bedroom.  Mercy, there was so much in there that just needed to be tossed, like Cherry Ames’ test papers from the 4th grade.  There were also piles of clothing, including some little girls size 6’s that should have been given away years ago!  Both girls are packrats of the highest order. I then put it all back together so that they can have a restful place to sleep when they come home.  This included purchasing of new linens for the beds, as they took everything with them to college! It’s a bit cramped in there with two beds and three dressers (don’t ask) but it’s now clean and cozy. And the dressers are empty so there’s somewhere to put their clothes, instead of piling them on the desk, the floor, the window sills.

The Architect continues working on Cherry Ames’ bicycle.  He’s adding silver pinstriping to the frame.

Mr. Pea has *gasp* started tidying his tool pile in the garage.  Did I mention that the girls are packrats?  They are also lacking a “place for everything and everything in its place” gene.  They get it from their Dad.  I’ve offered to help him cull through his stuff, but he just shakes his head and replies, “I’ve seen you clear the kids’ rooms, and I don’t think Catholic Charities will accept the entire contents of this garage.”   Poor man.  I wouldn’t get rid of all his stuff, just some of it.  How many wrenches does one house need? How many electric cords?  Spools of weed eater cord? Tubes of dried up caulking? Lightbulbs?  Door knobs???

::delicious

Yeah!  Still under the century mark for temperatures, so I’m still cooking!

• Homemade Pizza and Salad
• Grilled Mustard Chicken, Cucumber Salad
• Meatloaf, Smashed Potatoes and Green Beans
• Eggplant and Tomatoes over Pasta
• Salisbury Steak with Mushrooms, Green Pea and Mint Couscous
• Shrimp Tacos
• Hamburgers

::fun

Weekly ride with the Mayor of Fort Worth, mountain biking on a local trail, canning some salsa, and a Star Wars Marathon with friends for the coming weekend.  Yes, we are dorks.

::looking ahead