Monday Morning Musings - And The Winner Is....Butt Ugly!

Over the weekend, Steve refinished his office floor, with the help of his two little cutie girls. I walked in while they were masking things off and I had this flashback. I flashed back to the first floor Steve ever did. It was some office floor in a car dealership or something like that. He had no idea what he was doing. Anyway, Zac and I were there helping him mask it off one night. Zac was just a little baby. We were masking it with newspaper and masking tape. Sigh...oh, you've come a long way baby!

Here' s the finished project:

Steve got a real good dose of Addy on Saturday. He was trying to work on his floor and I was at the store. She made a pretty good little disaster that included a sprayer full of floor chemicals, our living room floor, and various floor equipment. Earlier that morning, when I was in the shower, she went into the girls bathroom which is upstairs, plugged the sink and filled it up with water. A lot of water. Like so much water, that it was pouring through the speaker on the ceiling in the kitchen below. That much water. It made me have a flashback to the time when Aubrey did something similar to our old house. Remember that? Thankfully this time around, there wasn't as much damage done. Anyway, Steve was getting very frustrated with little sweet thing and I was like, "HELLO! Welcome to my everyday life!" *Scoff* that was nothin' out of the ordinary.

I am getting really frustrated in the eye glasses department. Like, REALLY FRUSTRATED. I got new glasses a few months ago. But the prescription in them was wrong. So I went back almost a month ago and had to have my vision test redone. Have I ever told you how much I loath the eye doctor? LOATH. I don't like people messin' with my head. "Which one looks better? One or two? This one or that one? Number one, or number two?" ARGHHHHHHHH!!!! Shut up already!!!!!! I swear they ask you the same one over and over again just to see if you will change your answer. Anyhoo. Deep breath in, deep breath out.....They called me about 2 weeks ago to say that my corrected glasses were in and I could come and pick them up. So I did. The guy that was helping me brought over these baby blue, butt ugly glasses and said, "Here, try them on". I looked at him in horror and said, "Those aren't my glasses." And he said, "Yes they are, your name is right here". And I was like, "Do I look like I would pick out baby blue butt ugly glasses?" So he looked in my file and found the glasses that I had ordered. He apologized for insulting my fashion sense in such a manner, and said he would put a rush order on the new ones. Well, I don't know what kinda rush they're in, but uhhhh, HELLO! No glasses yet. He was kind enough to let me take the butt ugly glasses home so I could see. Now I am faced with this dilemma every time I put on my glasses. Do I wear the butt ugly ones, or the ones I can't see with. Butt ugly, no sight. Butt ugly, no sight. Butt ugly almost always wins, and I'm getting real tired of his little victory dance.

You remember those crazy, kooky kids, Max & Dianna? They came over for dinner on Sunday. Max helped with my mom's roof and all he wanted in payment was dinner. Well, we have been tryin' for months to make that happen. Trying to coordinate a free Sunday with three families ain't no small task. We finally made it happen and we had a fun time with them as you can see below:

Am I really this short? Dianna, are you wearing heels?

The kids, getting their Beatles Rock Band on: