It's been really nice the last couple of days, but it's also supposed to snow this weekend. We apparently live in a "front formation zone," which is fancy pants talk for "it's impossible to predict the weather here." I'm trying to get the kids to play outside as much as possible.
On another note me and Mark have been called as the ward Provident Living specialists. Woo? While I do indeed know quite a bit about preparedness, I'm under the distinct impression that we got the calling because I have demonstrated knowledge about sheep and wool. Not exactly preparedness skills unless you own a flock, but ok. Last night I taught a class about 72 hour kits and succeeded in not once referring to it as a BOB (bug out bag).
The paperwork is in for the kids to be registered for school (Elspeth in kindergarten and Wenna in preschool), now we're just waiting for our confirmation of placement letter so that a) we know if we got morning slots or not and b) we can trek out to the district office with their birth certificates and shot records. Everybody pray that we get morning slots for both girls, as the early schedule we must be on due to Mark's work (he goes in between five and six!) plus afternoon preschool is driving me mad. I just don't know what to do with them for six hours in a row that doesn't also tend to make us late for school.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
When did I move to the Arctic, again?
It is bitterly, bitterly cold outside, and there are snow drifts taller than Wenna. Oh yeah, and it's still snowing. I have to go to an HOA meeting tonight (hey, somebody had to volunteer... except apparently thanks to me we have a full board for the first time in years). We are very busy, to say the least! Plus registering Elspeth for kindergarten and Wenna for preschool. Woo!
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Happy Christmas!
In case I'm too busy to remember later. My brothers are staying with my parents, it's our first year living in the same state as them, and I just realized that Elspeth is old enough to remember Christmases from year to year, so maybe we'd better get with the tradition-making. Also, Mark's security clearance finally went through. Fortunately his supervisor is a kind, understanding soul and will not have him start working on site until the third. Yay!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
The blessings of Visiting Teaching...
Mark took both littles with him to pick up Elspeth from school, because I need to be here when my VT companion picks me up. That means twenty whole minutes of being the only one in the house. Sometimes, it is little things that are most refreshing, especially after the hullabaloo that was the post office this afternoon. YIPES.
Monday, December 06, 2010
And I forgot about this blog.
Something about moving across state lines, buying a house, suddenly deciding I want to be a designer... yeah, we've been busy. Elspeth is in preschool, Sophina is way more advanced in her motor milestones than the average baby, as well. Nuts to the blog. :D But, if you care to hear me ramble about fiber-related things, you can go to my other blog, Maru Designs.
Friday, September 17, 2010
The pictures,
Flickr has them. We are BUSY... new house, things broken in house, I suddenly decided that I really and for really want to design crochet and knit patterns... it just never ends. :D
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Bugs
I have now seen my first adult variegated carpet beetle. This is not something you ever want to see. The adults are indeed fairly harmless, but their larvae eat EVERYTHING. Wool, leather, feathers, crumbs, lint, hair, everything. Those of you who follow me on facebook will know that I had a bit of a run in with them a week ago, but I had not seen any sign of them since about Friday. Curse you trojan fleece but we thought it was over. Apparently not. So now the futon is outside and has been sprayed with the "child and pet safe bugkiller" we got from home depot, and I am washing just about every article of clothing I own. You know, just to be safe. We are going to have some very clean closets. Also, if I find any in my yarn or fiber stashes, I'm going to WEEP.
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