Love to hate

I was thinking this morning about the way people are treated.

Do you spend most of your energy showing people you love them or trying to show you hate them?

I wonder.  There are some people I try to avoid.  So I have to be the one going out of my to be out of their way.  I then resent them, making my day long.  While they could care less.

If I show people I love them.  Then I am benefited because they are happy.  That usually makes my day a lot more smooth.

Something to think about and well, do.

The only glitch was me

The other night I tried to do something.  I could not quite figure it out.  So I tried again and again.  I finally got it.  After four downloaded programs and five hours.  For something when I had the right program took 30 minutes.

Some things I will tackle until one of us is on the ground and crying.  Other things at the first sign of failure I give up.  It probably has to do with how mad I get.

How do you choose when doing something whether to give in or give out?

Ironic man

I think it is bizarre the things I am asked to do.  I do not really like asking people to do things, yet I am constantly trying to get people to do something.  My job involves minor maintenance and we all know I am not a handy man.  I have three women in my life and I know absolutely nothing about females.

Is God trying to teach me something?  Or does He just want something to laugh at?

Shutter to think

Weeks ago Wendy and I received a letter from our HOA, really known as DOA.  They informed us that our shutters were faded and we needed to power wash our house.  So my brother power washed our house.  Then we put some rocks down to help water splash dirt up on the house.  Since our foundation is so low, when it rains the dirt hits the side of the house.  We have a few more rocks to put down, to make it look nice.

That still leaves the faded shutters.  We looked around the neighborhood and other neighbor's shutters were faded.  However, being diligent, and wanting to get the HOA off our back we decided to freshen them up.  Being a guy who cares nothing for detail, I wanted to ignore it, but Wendy talked me into it.  So we went to Lowes and found some paint.  Wendy, being the great painter, performed the operation.  The paint we picked up did match the old, which is surprising.  Wendy did a great job and the shutters look good.

Hopefully this will be the end of our letters from the HOA.

Sleep depraved

We have been fortunate to have both our girls sleep okay.  Joy has been a fantastic sleeper, of course a few exceptions.  She has even taken to sleeping in her new bed.  Ava for the most part and being a four month old sleeps okay. That is until this weekend.  Beginning Thursday night she woke up at 12:30 am, 2 am, 4 am.  She would do some as Wendy calls it, "death cries".  We were a little concerned that she would wake up Joy and then we would have two awake girls early in the morning.

It was a frustrating time to say the least.  Wendy was not getting much sleep and when momma is not happy.  Well bad things can happen.  I was not happy because of course I thought Ava should be sleeping.  Since she had been sleeping consistently for two months.  Apparently four months is a big time of change for babies.  Of courses babies are unpredictable and only a crazy person (me) would think they will always do the same thing.

Needless to say, we were praying that last night would be different.  We gave Ava her bath and she started dozing off.  Is this good or bad?  She fell asleep by nine. I put her down and fifteen minutes she cried out.  I picked her up and held her some more.  I think Wendy fed her.  The rest of the night is a blur.  The next thing I knew it was 10:30 and Wendy woke me up for bed.  Wendy had just said Ava had been down since 10 and hopes she sleeps the night.  We heard that sound of crying.  I rush to Ava's room and insert the pacifier.  Ava closes her eyes and turns her head.  Fast forward to the morning.  No crying!  While I was up before everyone else I did Ava cry out, but only once.  I waited to see if more would come, but fortunately did not.

Everyone was still resting when I left for work this morning.  I hope that this weekend was an exception and we will get back to the restful nights.

You didn't cook this...

But I did eat it!

I think that often the best food is one where I did not have to cook.  I think that is why going to restaurants is appealing.  There is not much hassle.  Until the bill arrives.

Over the weekend I experienced a good deal of eating of what others have cooked.  Saturday at our church was a chance to get some good food.  Wendy and I even got to take some leftovers.  To have for dinner!  Then Sunday was a family reunion.  Always plenty of good food.

The good part was the only cleanup involved was throwing away the Styrofoam plates.  The best part was the food itself.

In-frustration

You may have the same problem as well.  We are facing the creepy crawlies.  I am not sure where they have come from, but I wish they would go back.  Or better yet leave.  I am speaking of insects.  Sometimes they can be hard to kill because they do move fast.  I think they act on our shock.  We did get some spray so hopefully that will help.

Remember to have your pests sprayed and neutralized.

Roll with it, baby

You have probably read Wendy's blog that we have finished some renovation in what is to  be Joy's room.  It has been a stop and go process.  We took down the one wall of wallpaper several weeks ago.  All we had to is paint, sort of.  Over the labor day weekend, we finally got to it.

During the day we painted.  Then at night we stayed at the place where we housesit.  So it worked out, but it was a process.  I am not much of a painter.  I do more grumbling than work probably.  Wendy is pretty good.  She enjoys it so much that she painted walls, a dresser, and some bed rails.

Now comes the part where we have to shift everything around that we had to move to paint.