Every day I'm reminded how completely opposite my two girls are. And it's even more evident at Halloween. For Elle, it's elaborate, out of the box and unique. God forbid someone else have the same costume. For Em, simple, comfortable, but still creative.
So this year it's a handmade Mom original bat costume! I hope to have Elle's costume done tonight. Stay tuned for up-coming photos!
Well, true to form, my dear husband came to the rescue and let me have the sale in the mine! How cool is that! People came in droves just to look at the "cave". The local paper even came and interviewed us. My goal for the weekend was $300 and we doubled that!
My small part in the Old Route 66 Treasure Hunt is not going to happen. It's pouring! I've spent weeks getting ready. My items are tagged with nice, neat day glow tags. (Some computer generated!) All the Chambers of Commerce up and down Route 66 must be totally bummed. I had a goal of $300.00. Maybe next week will be better.
It seems like forever and a day since I've posted on my blog. Life is different in so many ways, but at the same time it's still the same. I am evolving into the wife and mother that I knew was inside of me. Sometimes I have to stop and remind myself of who I am. I'm not a lump. I'm not unshowered. I'm not unproductive. I am creative. I am fun. I am charming. I am happy and healthy. What more could a girl ask for? More than anything I want to remember these things and set a good example for the girls. Even if they don't always follow in my footsteps. I do not want to wake in the morning and feel as though a stranger is living inside me.
This move has been good for all of us. Mike looks forward to work everyday. He also looks forward to spending time at home with his girls. He seems rejuvenated emotionally, spiritually, physically. All our girls seem to have settled into their new lives. They all have a long road ahead of them, and I will be there to walk ahead of them paving the route through obstacles and pitfalls.
As some might know, I'm moving. Or should I say that we moved because my lake home is empty. Except for my eldest daughter who is in between roomies right now. We moved on the 26th of May to grand old Pacific, Missouri. I recently found out that it was named after the Union Pacific Railroad. But all that is for another post. What I am here to rant about this time is the things that we all dread about moving. I have moved A LOT in my life. My dad was in the Army and then a salesman. So yes, I've moved more than my fair share. Today I unpacked my last room. Which happened to be my studio. All the other rooms came first because you know one must eat, sleep and have clean clothing. And not to mention entertainment! So I was content with unpacking my favorite room last. The added benefit to that is that there would be no rush. So I opened each box with antisipation.
