Wednesday, February 6, 2013

I might be gloating

Or just praising the Lord for the little things. Take your pick.

I am always teasing Warren about how much time he spends perusing Craigslist. I don't think he actually does spend inordinate amounts of time, but he checks a few categories every day. Thanks to him we have an extra fridge for eggs (free!). We have a meat slicer that is super handy for making deli meat. We have a food dehydrator that came new in the box and the person just wanted to get rid of it because she wasn't on speaker terms with the friend who gave it to her. (?) I could go on and on.

Over Christmas I joked about needing a new vacuum cleaner, and wanting a Dyson. Warren had never heard of the pricey suckers (he knows outside tools better) so it was quickly determined that would not be happening any time soon. No worries...my old vacuum still works, so it wasn't a need anyway.

But then lo and behold, what did he find on Craigslist, but a Dyson for $80! The man was moving back to China and needed to sell all his worldly possessions in a short timespan. I knew I would love it, but I would gladly do commercials for that company, for free. I even used the brush attachment to clean the boys off after their haircuts yesterday. I just sucked the hair right off their back and heads! The hose attachment reaches all the way to the top stair from the bottom of the staircase! I can't use too many exclamation points! We vacuum all the time now, just for fun!

Even the baby likes it.


Friday, February 1, 2013

Could have been awesome

Avacados on sale for $0.50 each= lots of guacamole. Did you know you can freeze mashed up avacado? So I bought 25, because we're big fans of guacamole around here. Good fat and protein, and the baby loves it. But alas, it was not meant to be. And my antique 1960's turquoise bowl was also not meant to be. Some days are just like that. Even in Austrailia.



Tuesday, January 22, 2013

coming and going

We're all about teeth here these days. Eleanor's are coming in like a flood, and I expect by her first birthday- in a month- she'll have four new ones on the top. You can just barely see them peeking out in perfect hillbilly fashion.

On the other end of the spectrum, this girl smiles a little bigger so as to show off the gaping (at least in her mind) hole in her mouth. One Morning in Maine declares her a big girl now that she's lost this first tooth. I'd have to agree.