I don’t even remember the last time that I published anything on here, but I think it was probably before my hair was colored green and 1/3 of my kids had surgery and adding another dog to the crazy that is our house/life.
By now, my hair is that ugly blond that can only come after the green fades, another kid needs surgery, and the puppy is about to celebrate her first birthday.
Consider yourself caught up.
On to the important stuff: earlier this week, my husband and I got a helluva deal on a smart thermostat – I’m talking sale price, PLUS additional money off, PLUS a gift card to use at a later date, PLUS a rebate. It shipped to our house yesterday afternoon, but by the time we left my niece’s soccer practice, and grabbed tacos for dinner, and Christmas shopped, we didn’t get home until pretty late. But not so late that my husband – who has zero experience with wiring or thermostats and who once ACTUALLY referred to needle-nose pliers as “tweezer-pliers,” thought “hey, let’s install this thing.”
Let’s just say that we’re tired today and he’s probably extra tired
of me because I did all the wiring while yelling “MACGRUBER.”
(Hairstyles and adenoids and puppies may change, but I am the same, always.)