I personally would like to call this blog post to order. The following are in attendance........ well, me. That's something. I have been attending a lot of meetings lately that require the use of Robert's Rules. I'm a sorority girl ya' know. I learned the "rules" when I was in college. They make me feel comfortable, orderly, in charge. I love being in charge.
The meetings have been mostly school district stuff. At first, it scared me. I felt intimidated. Education is more than showing up and pulling out your crayons. Of course, I know this. However, the "business" side of education, public education, is most interesting. So needless to say, I've heard some "moving" "seconding" and "holy shit man, you need to stop talking, let's put that on next month's agenda." AMEN!
However, I have a whole new place to experience Robert. I plan to hang with a friend of mine at some Utah Swimming Board meetings. Just so I can feel like I'm in charge. I plan to come up with some dooozzziiieees when Public Comment is encouraged. Or at least stand up when that seems to be missing from the agenda.
What's new? Seriously? How have you all been? I'm sorry I've been absent. I get thinking about writing then I have to do laundry. I find a picture I want to base a post on then I end up at the grocery store. So here's the newest, new at our house.....
This is our "old" kitchen. It is still intact. While it appears really nice, it just doesn't function.
With the guidance of our builder, we put our cabinets on our local classified website. They sold. Seriously? They sold. And, the buyer can wait. So I am currently caring for these cabinets better than I cared for any of my newborn children. Wiping them down the minute they have a mess on their face. Someone bumps into them, I hip-check them into the next room. Damn it, we don't own these anymore, have some respect!
So my thought is, as I bring this blog to order in these next few weeks, I will be showing pictures of our kitchen re-do. Lots of dust and plastic and maybe some carrerra marble or Kashmir white granite, cabinets and me holding my knees, rocking in the corner.
What's missing? Besides my lack of inspiration for blog posts? Well, something big. She was big and beautiful and part of our family for 11 years. She was ready. We weren't but it wasn't about us. Emma was the most wonderful English Mastiff friend a family could ask to love. Love her, we did.