Happy Birthday Leia!

No I am not some crazy cat lady...just..uh...a loving pet owner. Right, that's it.

Today our favorite four-legged fur ball is 11! So happy birthday to the best pet ever...maybe we will give you dinner a little earlier than usual.

FBR Progress

Knocked a couple items off the list from my previous post. For those that don't know and are wondering... FBR=future baby room (calm down it is just a name). When we first moved into the house hubby and I discussed (rather I decided and he agreed) that this would one day be the nursery due to its close proximity to our room and the size to fit all the crap infants need.

It was a very boyish blue with stripes and didn't suit us at all. We spackled, sanded, cursed and today we painted the room white to get rid of the blue.

Next weekend we will paint it Benjamin Moore Hawthorne Yellow.

The List Looks Good

On my desk sits a list...

Goals
blinds in living room
FBR sanding
FBR white coat
FBR trim
FBR ceiling
FBR yellow
FBR & Green closets
take down xmas lights
take down tree
Jenny curtain rod
Jenny stool
Guest bath blinds


I think it looks pretty good... all the easiest tasks are done. I should have put  "clocks" to the list as that has been on heck of a task to accomplish. (It is actually three tasks since it's three clocks). We bought a clock for my office from Ikea about a week ago and it's been floating around my office (it's not a small clock) and today it finally made it on the wall.

We've been on the hunt for a clock for the guest bathroom too. Hubby, who is color blind, kept picking clocks that could win the fugly award for clocks. We found a decent looking clock for a great price at Christmas Tree Shops. With pride, he hung up the clock and we heard TICK, TICK TICK... we could hear the ticking down the hall in our bedroom and in the master bathroom. We scrambled to the find the receipt and packaging... so today we hit up Target for a $4 plain white clock and I can't hear anything.

Lastly, the master bathroom needed a clock, but not just any clock... a clock that fits into the medicine cabinet and can sit on one of the shelves among the face cream, nose spray and deodorant. (o_O) Obviously my husband's idea. Well where the eff was I going to find that? I searched every store I went to and online and no luck, clocks are made at least the size of a soap bar and have features like radio and an alarm. (What was he thinking?!?) On New Years Day my dad came through for the win, he owns a liquor store and gets tons of promotional items and strangely enough he brought home a handful of stuff and among it was a tiny clock!

It doesn't get any cuter.

She doesn't have a job. She doesn't speak the language. She gets underfoot. She has social issues. She whines a lot. Yet we feed her and provide a roof over her head.

All for a moment of accidental cuteness.

She is laying on the recliner in a blanket and covering her face with her paw. I guess the light was bright.