We aren't in Kansas anymore...

Yesterday a pretty impressive storm system blew through here, leaving in it's wake an EF2 tornado and a ton of damage to the area. We are safe, but I have never seen a storm like that. We had golf ball size hail and insane winds and such. Thank goodness everyone is safe and although the damage is extensive, no life was lost.

Otherwise, in the wake of this fiasco, our world is otherwise normal. We went to Sam's tonight and stocked up on healthy foods and veggies. We are going to try to make this weight loss thing work again. We have too. Lord knows I tired of this extra weight, but I'm too lazy to do anything about it. We ate out tonight and ingested probably 2000 calories, all of which tasted yucky and benefited us none. We have to stop it. We have to try harder. No other way out...so tomorrow Slim Fast and fruit snacks begin.

I also got my new composting bin tonight. Sad that I'm so excited about compost...but soon I will have wonderful compost for the garden and such. Yeah for me!

I'm off to help C work on his resume...we'll see how this one goes :)

Crackers and cheese, please...

I sit here this evening noshing on some delightful Rogers Sale Amish cheese and Wheat Thins. That makes for a good evening. Kiddies are in bed and C is playing SOCOM to prep for the new release of the next version in a couple weeks. Yeah for him :) Sad little man...I will truly never understand the lore of video games over men folk. That said, I'm sure this time it will be a fight with the little man too, because AJ thinks he's old enough and C secretly wants someone to play with. So battles will inevitably ensue...I will win, but we will battle nonetheless.

On the AJ front, life is very good. Mom is planning on taking the man to Disney World in three weeks, so needless to say he is overjoyed with plans involving mouse ears and pirates, oh my! Diva and I will have an interesting week of it, because C will be at the AOTA conference the same week. So from Tuesday through Sunday we will be a boy-free zone around here. It'll feel weird to be on our own...when AJ was this age, it was just he and I. We had already lost Brian, so the two of us were a pair. With Diva, it's always been a foursome. So the loss of the boys will be unusual for me.

Tomorrow more roofing contractors are coming to give estimates. We already have one for $6000 and we'll see what these guys have to offer. Something has to be done about the roof, so within the next six weeks or so the repairs will be done. I'd like to let it go until we decide whether or not we're selling the house, but in all likelihood we'll be staying, so we might as well get comfortable and get it done.

Sleep, sweet sleep...

I'm tired, but totally and completely unable to sleep. So until my dose of valerian kicks in and knocks me out (hopefully), I sitting out here listening to C bring down the house with his snores. Blech. This will totally kill my attempt at getting up early tomorrow. I feel more productive and generally get more accomplished when I do the early wake-up, but at this point, the idea of the alarm going off in 4 short hours makes the prospect unlikely. I know I'll just give myself an enormous headache in the process.

So for now, I'm off to waste time on the internet until the sandman cometh...

A new, better habit...

Or at least I'm trying to establish one. I'm not an AM person, by any stretch of the imagination. I love my blankets and covers...I adore snuggling deeper under and letting the world slip by quietly. But, I feel that I'm not getting enough done to have made my day worthwhile, so I'm trying to get up with C and get him out the door. Then I've got a solid hour or so to myself in the mornings to become functional. I can have already had my tea, a light breakfast and possibly workout, not counting the load or so of laundry I could be ahead on if I try really hard. I will never be a morning person, but perhaps I can be less of a slug-a bed :)

Goodbye, dear bed...

So, our bed is dead. Kaput. Done for. The main frame rail cracked and it will be impossible to repair or replace. The rails we tried to buy on the cheap are useless, so we are officially stuck buying a new bed. Crud. I hate spending money on something like this. Especially considering the old bed was only about five years old. I mean, seriously, what happened to craftsmenship and quality? Argh. So now we are on a mission to find something reasonably priced and sturdy enough to fit the four of us...because Lord knows we can't leave out the kiddos!

Diva has her 18 month shots tomorrow...joy of joys. She's just over being sick and we're going to have to deal with immunizations. I feel bad for the mite. Otherwise all is well in our world. C and I are spending the evening staring out at computer screens searching for deals or ideas to make the bedroom situation work. Hopefully this will resolve quickly from this point. I'm tired of dealing with it!