We're still twiddling our thumbs in anticipation

Of an actual spring now.

We've gotten lots of rain, that's good.

But we're starting to turn a little yellow from lack of sunshine.

The poor little ones in this house, have been quite sick again

The last week or so.

I'd like to line them all up on lounge chairs and give them a healthy dose of sunshine,

But, alas, there is no sunshine.

Apparently, even though we've been a little under the weather

There was still energy left to dress up:

Or dress down

 Depending on the music playing, or the mood of the moment.

Silly little people.

 

The smallest Mr. G had a birthday and became the "big boy 4"

He dreamt of legos and prayed for this birthday to come more faster

For months on end.

We were going to have a cool Mater cake, and all that fun

But it ended up being a bit of a time-crunched week

So we just settle for a store bought, generic cake.

Him, being the happy individual he is, made no complaint

And happily embraced the day for what it was.

Besides, he got two lego sets, so how could it get any better!?!

 

I took to painting the back steps about a month ago.

*Be forwarned:  my husband takes completely unflattering pictures.

These steps were covered in shag carpet and had a electronic chair lift on them

When we bought the house.

The day we moved, we took out the lift and tore off the carpet.

They have been in a perpetual state of ugliness ever since

We've debated a runner, sanding the steps down and staining,

 or living with them the way they were.

But I finally just got sick of how dirty they looked and got out my gallon of trusty black paint.

I painted the treads black

 and the risers my go-to trim color of Bejamin Moore Linen White.

(Really, hon, you've caught me in a rather unphotogenic place)

After painting the steps, I got this supposed brilliant idea to paint numbers on them.

Child's play, I tell you.  

We consoled ourselves in the fact that, yes, these are the back stairs

And, yes, the kids do use them a lot

And they do need any extra practice they can get in the math arena.

Folks, there happen to be 18 steps total.

Do you think that's an overkill to have 18 whole numbers running up a flight of stairs?

I guess we could run it in twos, or threes for even more mathamatical finesse.

 So while I'm wondering in my head, if perhaps, I've gone too far this time

I crack open my newest Country Living magazine

And look what I found:

I admit to loving the actual house numbers on these stairs

So much better than my hand written, wonky ones.

Now I'm thinking I should switch it out, and put some red painted

House numbers running up my stairs.

I've been having the time of my life

Purchasing furnishings for the display cottages and cabins

At the company that Myron works for.

And I'm trying to expand my "usual" style

Into thinking even more outside the box.

That includes these chairs:

I would, never, in my normal life, bat an eye at these 

But I'm stretching myself here, and I think they will look quite fabulous

Mixed with pops of orange, yellow, and red

For a beach/cottage look.

 

I've also been helping with designing their new office space.

They've taken an old house and renovated it's 3 stories and garage

Into a new office complex.

This had been a crazy project and, if you could see their current space,

You'd breathe relief with them, as well, to think about how much more room

They'll have when this is complete.

I'm so excited to see this all come together

There's this little knot in my stomach

Hoping that all the paint choices, flooring, lighting, etc etc

All works out in real life

Like it looks in my head.

So, that's what is going down in this household.

We're also viciously attacking the remainder of our school work for the year.

Grandma comes back next week, and there are little grandkids

Dying to spend waking minutes with her, instead of at a desk.

Ciao!

JO