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This blog is about one woman facing each day - making it happen... surviving... putting up with... overcoming challenges... laughing or crying... and sharing her inner beauty - all while wearing Apricot Beige #7 or Frosted Rose.

Always remember...

"When you are a daughter, mother, sister or girlfriend--you are proof positive that daily surviving can be a beautiful thing."
-- Jodi Hills, Author of Slap on a Little Lipstick...You'll Be Fine

THE MOVE

It's done, we moved yesterday. Last night was the first in our new home and it was great.

We had movers, so can't take credit for too much heavy lifting, but we packed it all and will UNPACK it all now. Mom helped us ALL DAY too, thank goodness for that. The kitchen is done, up and running, dishes and glasses away, fridge loaded, pantry full, pots and pans in their new homes.

I met hubby, Emily and Gabe there at lunchtime, movers didn't get to the new place till 30 minutes later than them. We ate lunch on the floor in the dining room, it was our first official meal together in the house and we laughed and giggled the whole way through it. It was one of those moments of joy that you get every now and again, just pure joy. Certainly moving is a stressful experience, lots going on, too many balls in the air at once, but that 30 minutes kept me going the rest of the day and night.

During the afternoon my mom and I were getting the kitchen done and the kids were playing, the baby, Izzy, has just started a full fledged daycare program/school so that's where she was. The movers, all very cute college boys, were moving stuff in and my mom looks over at me and mentions how "absolutley adorable" they all are...that she "felt like Mrs. Robinson" enjoying the view and all, then quoting from the movie says, "It'a all about Plastics"...I was laughing my butt off at her, too funny!!!

When we finished for the day and had dinner and got everyone washed and settled in for the night I had a great moment with my hubby, things haven't been so great as of late, stress, medical issues, etc. But it was a good moment, just looking at one another in our new living room, picutures on the walls, furniture all arranged and smiling, like "We did it" and "We did it together"....it was a nice moment, one I've been praying for lately.

So, I'm sure that the next week will be lots of rearranging, unpacking, getting settled, but it's all good. I'm glad it's over, whew!

Packing Party!

We're having a packing party this weekend, so far the only guests that have RSVP'd are my sisters and mother. You think I should be shocked right, and I am, truly I thought lots of friends would want to spend their Saturday helping me pack my house for our upcoming MOVE!

One friend suggested to me today that we pack the china first (like I have any friggin' china, ha!) since when my sisters and I get together, the wine flows freely, then we save the winter clothes to be packed when we're three sheets to the wind in the evening! Let's just say we'll be eating take-out for meals, that's right MEALS. Paper plates will be on hand for sandwiches, but very little cooking will take place in my home for the following week:)

The kids are excited. Green Bean had a great time at the beach with his friend, his hair is all bleached blonde now and he's so tan, that was with 50spf mind you! Loud Girl got home from camp just full of flair! She had a blast and now has decided she'd like to "travel for a living" good for her I say, good luck with that, I can only help finance till you're 18 though and being that your 9 now, 18 isn't far off really. She'll be EuroRailing it in no time and is certain to be my one child who goes into the Peace Corps no doubt. This week she spent at my sister's home over by the coast, they've had fun, but I'm certain it has given my sister's decision to stop at 2 kids more reinforcement in her mind!

Hubby is doing better, the cancer scare has past...all tests last week came back clean on the bladder cancer front, the bleeding has stopped, and now it's just working toward getting his body back in the shape he'd like and his head back in the game so to speak. All formidable battles, but all which I'm willing to be a party to. He is a good man, a great friend, wonderful husband and father. He wants to be well mentally and physically and I believe he will be given time and effort. The first is a given, the second we need to really work at. Finding the will to have the effort to succeed is our biggest battle I think, but I believe in him, if I could convince him to believe in himself I think we have very good chances:)

Work is great. The new house will be a good change for us, the new schools are great on paper, so I hope the kids settle in well, fingers crossed.

The baby, Izzy, starts at a daycare in 2 weeks. This will be a first for her in this type of setting. She's now 18 months, and I think she'll do great. Adjustments will have to happen, but I'm confident that we'll survive it (read: scared shitless, worried about it and hoping beyond hope that she doesn't cry all day and that mom doesn't cry all day either! that I'm not totally screwing up her world with this change)

So how are each of you doing? I've been trying to keep up with the bloggy buddies, but it's not as easy as it sounds as you each well know.

Lots of love to each of you, be well and enjoy!

-Lil'sis

 
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