booya. that's right. a guest this evening said to us, "your house is so crisp and clean. uncluttered. it's nice."
oye. this man knows not that my husband is the neatnik of the century. while his comment was nice...i watched and listened to lee file it away in his brain. s'alright. i can only do what i can do. neatnik i am not. but crisp and clean, i must be, eh? :) i am the cleaner of this house. plus, we have only one chillun. and i make myself slightly insane trying to keep up. but i'm working on it.
today is neatnik, i mean, lee's birthday. i won't share his age...i was surprised to discover that he's a little sensitive about it. i'm about 7 months from that age that rhymes with 'shorty' - so i have little room to speak. i'm not freaking out...yet.
we had pie of the varietous sort. banana cream (eeeyuck) and chocolate cream (eeeyum). lee doesn't like cake. interestingly, neither does hope. i will confess right here and now that cake is one of my favorite things to grub on. or just the frosting alone. kind of sick - i know this. i still love it. we had ice cream and pizza too. but not at the same time. quite the spread. i dutifully ate a salad (only because I don't love pizza). um, and a small piece of pie. :)
i casually invited a few neighbors over to join us (hence the clean and crisp comment). lee isn't usually a fan of group gatherings and I wasn't really sure how it would all play out..but it ended up being a really nice night. the ladies are all partners in half-marathoning crime--so we shared and laughed about some of our road adventures. lee's doing the half marathon too, so he joined in on the chuckles. everyone caught up on last night's episode of "The Biggest Loser" thanks to our DVR/tivo....t'was good. :) lee headed up to bed (after the guests left!) saying that it was a nice night. mission accomplished, i think. he was blessed, i believe. :)
In the midst of this blog, I have taken a small break to bake 36 cupcakes for Hope's class party tomorrow. big hearts day. :) i think this will be my first and last year as room mama. i like it - but i don't really have the time. and i can't seem to do many things halfway. or plan myself to make the calls i need to so everything doesn't spout from my effort. eegads.
that's it. i just enjoyed some of my neighbor Josie's fabulous homemade spaghetti sauce. i couldn't resist. she brought some over for lee as a bday present. i think we all knew that i would be the only one enjoying the delicacy. so good.
this weekend is 6.5 miles on the halfmarathon trail. i'm on it like a bonnet. did a couple of miles this mornin'l. on the treadmill....of which i am so thankful for.
g'night! ;0
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