It's just been one big party.
Wendy and the neighbor girl hosted an end of summer party for all the girls from the block a few days ago. It went well. I didn't do a thing.
Allan worked six days this week, and squeezed in some time to get his senior photo taken for the yearbook. I, however, didn't take a single picture of him. New goal for next week.
The little boys found out their teachers this week and we went up the hill to check out their classes and meet Mark's teacher. The little boys have been doing a lot of scrapping lately and school will provide a much needed break from each other.
They did well balloon crewing last night though. They came too much last year and had become bored with it, so they've only come maybe twice this year - last night being the second. It was fun to see the renewed interest and excitement, not shown here.
My husband had his first balloon ride. He was excited. Shown here. (Any Finn will get this one)
He missed flying over the new church build by about a quarter of a mile. I was hoping we could provide an aerial shot.
He also got a new order of wood in the mail and has been busy carving. There is rarely a day that he doesn't carve.
And we got some new additions to the household.
So often in my life things happen during the day that I never would have predicted would happen. For instance on Friday I had no idea I was going to wake up and apply for a job at the schools. Who knew?
And yesterday morning, I had no idea we'd be listening to guinea pigs squeal from Wendy's room before we went to bed at night. Who knew?
I know a few of you are jealous of my email response speed. (These guys were offered up free on an email yesterday) Feel free to come and visit.
Ha.
I'm going to have 'sucker' tattooed on my forehead.
It's been a good week.
As for today - as soon as I kick the guinea pigs out of the bathroom I'm taking a shower and getting ready for church.
Uncle George is coming over for lunch - shishkabobs on the grill.
Hot - already turned on the air, and a thunderstorm this evening.
Summer is awesome.








Those are guinea pigs not gerbils. They live a long long long time where gerbils do not. Glad you got balloning.
Posted by: becky | August 26, 2012 at 08:34 AM
Gerbils??? Never saw that one coming! I read that their life span is only 2-5 years, but do you think they'll have little baby gerbils in the meantime?
Posted by: Mom | August 26, 2012 at 08:40 AM
You have guinea pigs. not gerbils. And they can make a lot of noise at night. No one wanted ours in their bedroom because of the squealing. They are nice to hold and if get loose, easy to find. also like to be outside on the grass.
Posted by: Julie H | August 26, 2012 at 08:40 AM
ha - that'll teach me to post pre-coffee. I knew that. really. I did. it's corrected now. hahhahahah
Posted by: Sharyn | August 26, 2012 at 08:51 AM
Not so long ago you were a no pet family. Now look at you--first Tippy, now these cuties!
Posted by: Rene W | August 26, 2012 at 08:57 AM
Bob and I had a guinea pig when we first got married, she was a red basic pig, and we named her Maggie, after Margaret Thatcher.
She greeted us with happy squeals in the morning when we woke up and when we came home in the evening.
Just remember, fresh water every day and they need their guinea pig pellets as much as their fresh veggies.
Posted by: Deb Wisker | August 26, 2012 at 09:03 AM
Katie's kids just got a couple of these "things" too. I refuse to stay at their house while they are living there. Maybe the rest of my kids will think its worth the investment.
Posted by: Auntie barb | August 26, 2012 at 10:23 AM
I am cracking up at this post. Can totally relate on many levels. I'll join you in the "sucker" tattoo. : )
Posted by: Tracey | August 26, 2012 at 10:36 AM
Do you need another dog?
Posted by: Mindijo | August 26, 2012 at 02:08 PM
How about a cat? I know "someone" that has an elderly manx with a case of fleas. Free shipping!
Posted by: Selma | August 28, 2012 at 03:32 PM