Tim’s working on putting up the new siding. Right now, the front of the house is pink with the Pink Panther plastered everywhere, as he’s gotten as far as the insulation.

Matthew’s outside riding his bike and the girls are enjoying some ice cream. I’ve been sitting here patiently DYING to assemble Tim’s father’s day gift (it’s used, but new to him) but can’t. I offered to give it to him today, but he said he wanted it tomorrow. So, I guess I’ll wait until tonight to assemble it so that he can be suprised in the morning.

The girls had issues with cleaning this morning. They were in there for 45 minutes cleaning and nothing and so I finally asked Tim what I should do. He told me to put one on the couch and one on the chair for 15 minutes then send them in there again.

I did that, and they still weren’t cleaning so I went in there and said they had 45 minutes and then I was coming in with a trash bag. When the buzzer rang I went in there and started cleaning. I was so upset that I had to get rid of things they didn’t have very long and weren’t cheap, but it’s all on the front porch now. Of course, they don’t care that it’s gone. I can’t blame them, I didn’t care when it was done to me. I guess the old “what goes around comes around” is true and if that’s the case I’m in BIG trouble…

However, it wasn’t an idle threat. One I wish I didn’t make, but I did…and followed through. Maybe I’ll put the stuff up in the shed and give it back to them eventaully. Tim isn’t thrilled with this idea as he wants it to go to the trash now. Maybe I’ll take it to the Goodwill. I wanted to run by there today anyway…

Sigh…

Until next time…

Heather