My Kitchen Part II

Cupboard doors were hung today! I'm loving it and looking forward to my new floor and walls. And hopefully counter top!

My little kitchen

Some click-lock flooring came onsale that I adore so we bought enough to do the kitchen/livingroom/hallway in it. My wonderful mother saw this as an opportunity to sink her teeth into what was my rather trailer-like kitchen. So for our Christmas present she bough paint and redid my cabinets for me. This is a work in progress. Things are getting done in stages. My cupboards are slab doors and I imagine grooves being put in them so they looked like plank doors. A little wider than beaded. My mother and her ability to use power tools got the lines in and they look great. Can't wait to see them hung!

My first grey hair

Today I plucked from my head what appeared to be the first grey hair of many. I was not sad or concerned, just curious to see it up close. I'm young still. Younger than I feel I should be and grey hair doesn't bother me.

Upon closer inspection the hair appeared to be blonde on the end possibly from sun bleaching. But because i couldn't tell for certain we are going with grey.

If my friends jumped off a bridge...

I would too. Well at least I blog when they blog.
I won't give excuses for not blogging. Honestly, I just don't think I am as witty in writing as I want to be.

A lot has happened. O is crawling, Dassa is blatantly refusing to even try to use the potty. I reached my weight loss goal an that feels great. I'm down to 133lbs. Hopefully I keep it off when I am completely done breastfeeding. The O is pretty much self weaned. In fact, if I wished he could be right on formula. He decided he liked the bottle as he doesn't have to work as hard.

I was going to write more. Share the really difficult season I am in but Dassa is draped across my lap and O has crawled over and his clinging to my legs. As usual, they win.