Now That's a Good Question...

Secret Passageways (Or Lack Thereof)

Every house has it's quirks. You know, the odd things you may not notice at first sight. The new house is no exception.

As we toured the inside of our soon-to-be home, we kept trying to find the upstairs window with the stickers still on the glass. We wandered from room to room...until finally we discovered that there was no such window, at least on the inside of the house. Apparently someone had the bright idea to build a "dummy" dormer window onto the roof...completely inaccessible from inside the house or the attic.

Well, if you know me at all, you'll understand that a couple random stickers left as an eyesore on the front of my house was not something I was going to be able to tolerate for long. This intolerance soon led my hubby, saw in hand, to carve out a section of wall in the attic so he could access this forgotten place...and earn my deepest gratitude.

Daylight Savings: Take Two

See that? That's my alarm clock. It's hard to tell from this picture...but there's something very, very, VERY, wrong with it.

I'll give you a hint: It's not really 1:24pm. It is, in fact, only 12:24pm.

Why is that relevant? Well, because my alarm went off at 7:00am.

Are you with me? Yup...I woke up at 6-stinking-a.m. in the morning!!!!!

I think someone (take a guess) has been messing with my clock. Grrr...

The Holy Ghost and Other Good Guys

Curtis has developed a recent fascination with the Holy Ghost. The up side to this is that he has total faith and belief that the Holy Ghost is a "good guy". Good.

Unfortunately he is also convinced that a good guy's responsibilities include the termination of all bad guys. And when I say termination...

Let me 'splain.

The other day his oldest sister decided to tell him about the boogeyman. (Thanks, kiddo.) His three year-old brain then burst into action and so, for the last few days, he's been informing most people he talks to that "the Holy Ghost killed and ate the bogey man" at our house.

Problem solved. At least for him.

The other "good guy" we've heard a lot about is Jesus. From his power over the Egyptians to this latest epiphany on the way into Costco:

Curtis: "Mom, if Jesus didn't make cars for us we would be SO tired from walking all the time."

You Wish You Had a Friend Like This

Ian and I had our 39th birthday last week. (I know, I know...we're ancient. I'm at peace.)

To help us appropriately celebrate the last year in our thirties Emily delivered this heavenly creation:

That's a chocolate cake with chocolate mousse & toffee filling with chocolate ganache and more toffee bits.

And that, my friends, is why I may never be satisfied with another cake again.