Labor Day Marathon

...Not of the TV variety, unfortunately.

This weekend has been...and will continue to be...busy. I did, in fact, survive the week with most of my brain cells still intact.

Last night I was invited over to my friends' house for dinner, a movie, and bonding with all my kiddos, including baby James. I informed them I might not be super intelligent, but I'd be happy to hang out with them. When I walked in the door, Savannah and Liam smothered me with hugs and kisses. Savannah read to me from a book about puppies. She is QUITE the little reader these days! And Liam just killed me with his one-liners. He is probably the funniest kid I've ever met.

James ate. A lot. And he peed on me. I didn't even know it. I knew he needed changed, but when I stood up to go change him, I discovered my entire shirt was soaked - as were a variety of spots on my pants. :) Woops.

I did have a chat with him before I changed his diaper. I said, "Okay James; here's the dealio. We do not pee on Aunt Bekah. Ever. If you have to go, you do it before the diaper opens or after the new one closes. Otherwise, you WAIT." I had that same chat with Liam the first time I changed his diaper, and he obeyed perfectly. We'll see if James does the same.


Don't know if I'll ever have kids of my own. That remains a mystery that only God knows. But there is something pretty wonderful about going to hang out with these three, getting loved on, and feeling the breath of a newborn on your face. I love those moments. (James does too...really. It's just not so much showing in this picture. LOL.)

So that was last night.

Today I had to get up EARLY and go to work. On a Saturday. Today was one of two Saturdays I'm required to work each year. It really wasn't so bad, and I even got to leave on time! WOO HOOOO!!!!

I came home and began phase 427 (it feels like) of the porch overhaul.

Here was the porch when I started. Worn and peeling green paint from decades ago, covered with a dried yellowed glue that reeks like an old lady's house when you scrape it off.



And here we have the primer. It took me between two and three hours to finish priming it. I was so careful to not paint myself into a corner...worked my way from side to side and down the front steps. I cleaned up all my stuff and put it away. That's when I discovered I'd not bothered to unlock the back door. WOOPS. Oh well.

Hopefully the actual paint layer will be applied Monday! Continuation of the weekend marathon!
But already it looks amazingly better. One of my neighbors drove by, slowed down, and yelled out "looks nice!" as I painted. He was probably refraining from adding "was wondering when you were going to address the eyesore it has been for months!"