Playing the role of Charles Ingalls.....

I have come to relish these Friday mornings. I know there have just been two of them so far (that's counting today), but it's
just so nice.
I get up and get the kids ready, my mother shows up at my house at 8:00am and takes them away. Then it is just me and Baby J until some time after lunch. The house is quiet. No one can speak to me (someone can certainly scream though!). I keep thinking "This is what it would be like if my kids went to school." Every week day would be like these Fridays. Before you homeschooling moms start typing up your comments, please know that I am totally aware of what I'd be giving up too if we did this. And I don't think I am willing to do that to my kids. But the golden silence....the peace....the ease.....oh, it's so tempting.....

The HVAC guy came today and finished his work in our basement. If you go down there now, you can totally tell what the room is going to be like. The next step is drywall and then the carpeting (which we purchased last year, so it's taken care of). That room is very nearly a room.

I like the HVAC man. He seems like such a nice guy. He was here one day a long time ago when I was in the bonus room reading one of the Little House books to the kids. It was the part where Pa Ingalls gets all riled up about some political issue. He is giving some fiery speech and I was reading it like I was trying out for a role on Broadway.....and then I looked up and saw the HVAC guy standing in the doorway....and my audition was over. Don't know how long he'd been there. That kind of made me feel comfortable around him, you know, once you feel like you have made a fool of yourself in front of somebody, it really takes off all possible pressure. He's seen me acting like Pa Ingalls. Not many people can say that.
Today when he came up to tell me he was done and give me the bill, I had the radio on in the living room. I'm sure he was disappointed not to hear my rendition of Laura and Almanzo and those crazy new colts of his. The program that was on at the moment was "Truth For Life" with Alistair Begg. The HVAC guy commented that he really liked Alistair Begg and that he listens to his pod casts. I thought that was interesting.

I found a recipe on a blog that I try to read from time to time....one of those over on the right. I go in cycles about which ones I check faithfully and I have to say, there are some I rarely ever click on and some I will instantly go to as soon as I see they have an updated post. But anyway, this girl has a great blog, a great camera, beautiful children, and she's a beauty herself. And this recipe she posted is one I have needed. I will be making it soon. As soon as I am bothered by things like "desserts." Right now, we have all kinds of candy left over from Christmas, ice cream, and occasional portions of pies brought from my mother's---so why would I be making desserts? I've got enough to do with getting together a half-way decent supper.

For supper tonight, we are having a "guy meal." Lovely K went home with my parents to spend the night, so it's just me and a household of guys. I went and got some steaks out of the freezer (I keep forgetting that we have the cow in the freezer now) and I'm going to throw some potatoes in the oven and steam some broccoli. We have a big bag of Sister Schubert's rolls from Sam's. So with little effort on my part, we should have a meal that these boys of mine will like. I know that Friday night is supposed to be pizza and a movie.....but not tonight.

I'm hoping to go to College Town tomorrow morning with Lloyd Dobbler and my three beautiful boys. I have some things to return and I have got to buy a decent baby bathtub for Baby J. I am at that point where I just want desperately to go somewhere....to be somewhere other than my house. It's not really cabin fever. It's just that I have been cut off from civilization for so long and I'd like to be among the living again. Just walking around in a store will feel so nice (something other than the Walmart here in Tiny Town). And having Lloyd Dobbler along will mean help with the kids. So let's hope that this happens. It'll make my weekend if it does.


I hope something
makes your weekend,
Dear Reader.
TTFN.