I ran two laps around the track today. Clearly the finale of Downton Abbey is messing with my head. The farthest I've run in the last six months is from the front door to the car when it's raining. Just for perspective, two laps didn't mean I ran half a mile. It takes 11 laps to make a mile on that track. I'm patting myself on the back for running 2/11 of a mile without dying.
Annabelle's birthday is this month. I feel like she was born last week but at the same time like she's been here for five years. I designed her party invitations and uploaded them to the Kinko's website to be printed. They asked if I wanted them printed on paper approved by the Forest Stewardship Council. The only stewardship I'm interested in is trying not to spend all the party money on decorations. Annabelle talks about it almost every day. "I have a Pooh Bear party! My fwends come to my party. And Rachel come. And Amos come. It be so fun!" I wanted to be ahead of the game and bought fabric to make her party outfit when we still lived in Tennessee. We moved seven months ago and the fabric is still sitting on the shelf and I've made absolutely no progress on it. She still fits into the onesie from her first birthday party so at this rate we'll be recycling that outfit.
Speaking of being fully prepared for things, here's AB's birthday gift in all it's glory:
|Look at all those baskets and general junk we haven't touched since we moved. |
Correction. We have touched them, but just enough to move them from one side of the garage to another.
Isn't it beautiful? All I have to do is remove it from the garage where it's sat since January, wash it down, sand it, decide on a color scheme, paint it, seal it, and make a curtain. All before the end of the month. No time crunch at all.
Look who discovered bubbles! Best day ever!
They bring her as much joy as eating the frog facecloth brought her last March.