Not Packing

I wish this post had a fantastic, creative decorating idea that would propel your home into instant show home status and me into instant fame. It doesn't. But I hate fame anyway and show homes are impossible to live in. I did have a fun weekend. It was my dad's birthday so my sister and her family came into town and the guys played golf and the girls watched the kids and ate salsa. I know, it's never fair. Then, my dad had a birthday wish. He wished that we would play Earth Wind and Fire real loud and dance around the living room. As you can see by the look on my husband's face in the corner, we all totally let ourselves get lost in the music.


Mom and I got to go to my sister's new house and help her settle in. Her home is beautiful already and she has wooden floors in pretty much every room--well not in the sunroom, there are BRICK floors in there. Brick, I tell you.


Then we were driving around town. By we I mean my sister was driving, I was in the passenger seat and my mom was in the back holding up a big ol' mirror over her head so she could live. My sister had just purchased a HUGE mirror while we were out, I also had the back of the car FILLED with boxes for moving. So, my mom who was in the backseat had to lift up the corner of the mirror so she could sit up strait.--I cannot stress enough how typical this is for us girls to drive/ride in these conditions.

I was early for a baby shower so I had the big idea of driving by June's house. Not that I've been there before but I had managed to wrangle out of her where she lived {like any respectable stalker would do} so we decided to just see if maybe she happened to be outside in her front yard because that would be the only way I would know if it were her house. Well, fate would have it that she and Marvin were both in the front yard so we lost all sense of pride and honor and ignored that voice inside screaming at us to just drive by and keep going, also, my mom in the backseat was saying the same, and we turned around and stopped to say "Hi". Yeah. So we got to meet Marvin and see June for a second and her adorable front yard. I'm thinking it was worth the shame.


When I got home I had a huge package from Debbie and her daughter, Joy! Good grief! It was like Christmas! Look how talented she is and she even made me a sign that says NESTER! It's the first thing I've ever gotten with Nester. Now I feel real. Oh, and she's such a sweetie that she even threw in a pin for June because she knows how much I adore June and just knew I could deliver the pin. Do you have any idea how much I was hating that I didn't have this with me earlier in the day so I could look like I actually had a purpose in trying to find out where she lived? So June, see that box at the top with the yellow ribbon tied around it, your pin is sitting on that and it is completely adorable and you will be glad to know that it has pink in it. Don't worry, I'll be sure to get it to you, when you least expect it.