To Whom It May Concern - Round Two

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To Mr. Traffic Weaver,

Your silver mustang convertible does not make you better than everyone else. Your quick jerky lane changing is annoying and you don't get there any faster than we do. Stay in one spot and commit to it.

Thank you-
Mrs. Look its Mrs Now!

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Dear Apartment,

Goodbye. You have been small and smelly but you have kept us warm in the winter and cool in the summer and I am grateful. I will not miss you except for the fact that you were our first marital abode.

Sayonara,
Nose Plugger

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Dear Delivery Man Doof,

Please do not deliver my beautiful cabinet doors and leave them in the driveway. There are several covered areas for you to choose from. Choose one of them. What about our construction site of a house makes you think we live there?

As kindly as I can,
My Husband Is Nicer Than Me

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To Mr. Hardware-Store-That-Shall-Remain-Nameless,

Install our cabinets. No, it is not okay that you push our installation back...but thank you for asking.

Sincerely,
This Is Why John Talks To These People

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Dear Friends,

Thank you for your encouraging words and for remembering us when you talk to Jesus. We are doing much better.

Forever grateful,
Me

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To the cast of Grey's Anatomy,

Can you all please pick a person and stick with them?

Just a thought,
Stuck

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To the makers of the new Garmin Nuvi,

It's awesome! Great job! I love the traffic alert. I have named her Helga. While you haven't figured out how to make the traffic go away, you have at least made the experience more colorful.

Good work,
Slightly Partial

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To people who make pants,

Put pockets on the back of pants. Very few people look good in pants without back pockets. It will help those of us who buy them and those of us who look at them. Everyone wins!

Appreciative,
Girl on a quest for the perfect black pant

Same Size Cabin in the Woods...with Rocks and Paint

Okay folks...back to house updates.

Thanks for hangin' on and waiting patiently.

Lots of things have happened with this house since the last update so let's get right to it.

We had a girl day at the lodge. Heather, Kelly, and Spring came to help knock out the painting on the first floor. They sang along to the radio...chatted all day. The boy helpers don't do that. It was fun to have some girls around for a change.




Wednesday work days have continued. One night we had my parents, John's parents, and Tim. John's parents brought the rock for the fireplace hearth. While they were here they worked on our landscaping. They were also our first house guests. With our limited apartment space, they were left to camp out at the lodge.

Here's John's dad cutting down a tree near the road. Now you can see where John gets his monkey-like tendencies.



Here's my mom priming part of the master bathroom. I don't know why both pictures have my family members stuck in closets. Sorry guys.



Our kitchen cabinets have arrived. Installation begins tomorrow.

The downstairs is completely painted and painting has started on the second floor. John's been working on the vaulted ceiling. It will be wood plank.

I think that's almost everything.

Please hold...

Sorry for my lack of updates lately. "Life", as they say, got in the way and quickly put me out of the mood to talk about the house, concerts, or funny things I've overheard at the coffee shop.

I'm working on getting back into the swing of things. There are house updates to be posted, pictures on my camera to download, house helpers to thank, and even a funny work story. And I'll get to all of that soon.

For now I'll say that it feels good to get back to routine. Today, my day off, that means this...

I'll also add a huge thank you to my husband. I try not to get all gushy and sloppy here, but in this case I have to. I owe him for caring for me so perfectly. He knows when to just listen, when to just hold my hand, when to say something funny, or when to pray with me for wisdom and comfort. I love him.

He let me do some travel therapy this week and I booked a room at this lovely bed and breakfast for our anniversary.
Things are getting half-way right with the world.