So, it's totally lame, but I have (really truly) nothing to post. Nate's been keeping busy with his work; I've been blessed with a one million percent increase in my work load. I say that to let you know that we've pretty much kept to our business and haven't had anything incredibly interesting happen lately. The cat's fine. Nate's fine. I'm fine. We're all fine!
Nate has created a spray shop in the garage...He's making grand use of it as he finishes up Mom and Dad's cabinets. He rigged the plastic so that he can roll it up to the ceiling and leave it there until he needs to use it again, which he has a couple jobs in the future that will require the use of his spray shop:)
We weren't lying when we told you that Frankie likes to drink water. She's knocked over quite a few of our cups trying to get to our drinking water. And she still stands in the shower or bathtub and hollers until someone turns on the faucet.
The one thing I've been deriving a LOT of pleasure from is scrapbooking. I've enjoyed pulling old pictures out of boxes and creating some order out of chaos. I started with my year at Ecola Bible school and then worked through dating Nate and living in Canada. At this point, I've covered getting married, Rae Ann's wedding, Stella's birth, Christmas and tree cutting from 2006, and I just put together quite a few pages of my year in Kansas. There are all sorts of other random pages included in the book, and I have ambition enough for many more!