Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Tuesday, June 28, 2016
Sunday, June 26, 2016
My parents have an in-law suite in their basement, which is what we're using. We're using the kitchenette as storage. A lot of it is our camping stuff, plus the chairs to our table until our table is set up and ready to use.
The living room is actually not so bad. Very crowded, especially considering we have their couch and our couch sharing the space that just held their couch. Plus we added my desk, another couch over by the kitchenette, and our tv stand. Their poor house is groaning with the all the added junk.
The boys' sleeping quarters. We brought all our Sterilite dressers in the house, but we've still got clothes strewn all over the place. Oish.
The other side of the room, where K sleeps. Still a disaster zone.
Oh, and the largest mess of all. So sad. Must work on this. According to Bill, I have 10 days to lazily organize it all. Hmm.....
Thursday, June 23, 2016
I have never really been a big fan of HOAs. And it continues to amaze me that more and more neighborhoods are built with these governing bodies. We are abdicating personal relationships with our neighbors for a ruling body that tells us what we can and cannot do with our property. All so that my neighbor doesn't ruin my property value. A faceless, soul-less group whose sole purpose is to enforce rules based upon some group's idea of what makes a desirable neighborhood.
And what is more enfuriating than someone telling me what I can or cannot do with my property, whether my property conforms to their sense of beautiful or not? They don't hold themselves to those same standards. They don't necessarily maintain common grounds to the same standards they hold homeowners, maintenance has gone entirely too long before being addressed. And the letters they send out to homeowners take such an aggressive and hostile tone.
I will be glad to be done with this nonsense.
Sunday, June 19, 2016
What else do I have to walk away from? What other missed opportunities are there? I am beyond sad that I won't get to see my Cub Scout den progress and grow this year. There were a lot of things I had wanted to do with this house that have never materialized. I have friends I would have liked to spend more time visiting. One of my friends told me over the weekend that it was as if we were breaking up.
But, I have bold new adventures on the horizons. Sights to see that I would not have experienced without this hardship. Experiences and opportunities that I can only imagine. Adventure awaits....
Friday, June 17, 2016
I also found a fish hatchery in the area that would be cool to visit. We have a wildlife refuge around here that we like to visit. It's home to a bison herd and also has black footed ferrets. The Ouray National Wildlife Refuge is home to waterfowl, and it also hosts the fish hatchery. I think we'll have a great time exploring places outside the park, seeing what else is in the area.
Tuesday, June 7, 2016
We applied for our passports in late April and we got them in such a hurry! We have friends who live in Northern VA, and they had to make appointments to get their passports applied/turned in. We walked in, no appointment, no other people in line, had all the paperwork filled out and such, so we walked out within 20 minutes. About two weeks later, they showed up at my parents' house (we had them sent there in case they showed up after we moved). That was simply amazing! And so now we get to put those bad boys to good use before we pick up our trailer in the fall. Yeah!!!!
The other reservations I made this morning are for Silver Falls in OR. I got National Geographic's Guide to State Parks of the United States for research. NS did one of his reports on Silver Falls, telling us about the waterfalls and such. When I looked at their campground for reservations, the tent pads were all kinda small. Bill called them up, though, and the ranger he spoke with said our tent should fit. It'll be snug, but it'll fit. So I hopped right on it, since there were only two sites. We're in!
Now I just need to get on the rest of the trip.
Sunday, June 5, 2016
Do you know what 1200 minutes of reading over 60 days looks like? That's 20 minutes a day. I don't know where that number comes from, but that's the number schools have been using for years (check out this video). When G was in 2nd grade and still in public school, he had to fill out his monthly calendar of reading. 20 minutes a night. I had to sign off on it. He would read Biscuit Goes to School. I have nothing against that book, really and truly. It's reading level is a G (Fountas & Pinnell), which is 1st grade. Hmm.... Not horrible, but not on the level he was reading normally. He would seriously ask me every five minutes if his 20 minutes were up. As soon as they were, he would put that book down and get out Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief (level S, 5th grade). I was so sick of the way he would read just to fulfill a requirement--just to get the unpleasant task out of the way. I took to just signing the form without recording minutes. But the minutes were needed, I was told, so that the precious matrix could be filled out. So then I just took to lying. I was not going to follow him around the house surreptitiously recording his time. Dude, I have better things to do with my time. All for a stupid freaking matrix. At the end of the month, those who had read the required amount of time got a free pizza from Pizza Hut.
Have I mentioned I hate incentive programs? We're all like little trained monkeys trying to get our treats. But the library incentive program. We get activities out of that. We can go to the pool one day free. Yeah! The kids get a ticket to the amusement park. Yeah! And they all get to add three more books to their own collections. That's a program I can get behind.
And I do recognize the irony of hating incentive programs while planning the party the scouts earned by living all the points of the law. Stupid incentive programs.....
Saturday, June 4, 2016
The picture doesn't quite convey it, but there were two VERY different techniques being utilized. Care and caution vs. reckless excavating. I leave it to you to guess which was used by which kid.