Saturday, September 20, 2008

Super Saturday

No more advertisements, I promise.  Thank you to those of you who purchased something (um, that's you Amy), but I will no longer be telemarketing, or whatever the proper term for the online version is - Doug was not fond of my humor.

Today was tiring.  Doug, after working over 50 hours this week, had to get up early and head out with the scouts to teach them how to canoe, motorboat, and fish.  He was not impressed with the boys' outdoor skills, especially for being Alaskans.  

The boys (mine, not the scouts) and I went rock hunting this morning, which according to Brenden required sticks in order to kill a moose should we see one.  We took Brenden's wagon around the neighborhood and filled it with rocks several times.  Brenden also informed me the wagon was to haul the moose or bear back to the house when we killed it.  I then proceeded to "plant the rocks" - I do not expect they will grow.  I was just trying to spruce up the flower beds which have very obviously been neglected for years.  I am in pain after several hours of digging up rocks and then hauling them around the yard.  I wasn't able to finish because I was also trying to get the yard ready for the first snow which is to be expected in about a month.  I figure rocks are something people desire in flower beds other places and I can get an endless supply for free, so I might as well.  Next week I am hoping, crossing my fingers and praying we can move our green house.  The previous owners kind of just put it in the middle of the yard and I hate it where it is.  I suppose we also need to take down the trampoline if we are going to keep our homeowner's insurance.  The fence bids were too expensive.

The dogs have been eating the fish guts along the edge of the lake and stink.  Not only that, they have been throwing it up in the dining room.  (Doug's mom is currently gagging, I am sure.)  This would not be a problem if we had a normal dining room, but no, it has carpet.  We have only had probably 3 meals at our kitchen table because of our mess making heathens (this time I mean the children) - and that was only because we had company.  Other than that, we always eat at our bar in the kitchen.  So, today, as I was cleaning up after the dogs for the 4,324,567th time, I told Doug I didn't care what the new flooring looks like, we are getting new flooring ASAP, something that wipes up easily.  I am also working on cleaning out the garage so the dogs can live in there - I am ashamed to say it still has boxes in it.  For the first time in our married life we WILL park our cars in the garage.  I just need Doug to be home for more than 10 minutes at a time to help me.  I have a very long list, so Doug, I am guessing you are reading this at work - I'll prioritize that list for you!

As I was vacuuming today, Ethan decided to help me.  He crawls along in front of the vacuum and pushes it backward.  It is so cute, but very frustrating.  I will have to get a video.


Anonymous said...

As a word of warning, if you replace the flooring in the dining room, the dogs will find some other carpeted room to puke in.

Unfortunately, I know this to be true.

Landon and Mandi said...

When you actually park a car in your garage, we would like to see the pictures. That is one thing I have to see to believe. :)

Anonymous said...

If it makes you feel any better we have carpet in our dining room and it drives us nuts too. I put a big piece of plastic over half of it. It is annoying but it helps with messy eaters, don't know about puking dogs.