Yippee!! I just won my very first blog giveaway. I am PUMPED with a capital P (and obviously with a capital U, M, P, E, and D as well)!!!! I won this:
from Frugal Granola. And I can't WAIT to get my increasingly old-looking hands (thank you dishes, laundry, and lack of sufficient moisturizing) on it!! (Notice I didn't mention how arthritically-SORE they get from playing the piano?? I'm SO upbeat these days, I can't even stand it!)
So, in that vein, I'm going to let you in on another giveaway going on over at Things Moms Like. This particular "thing" to be given away is some yarn and knitting needles. I don't know if you knew this about me, but I am a knitter WHEN I get time, which isn't often, but I DO really enjoy it, so I think I definitely NEED to win this giveaway so I can be inspired to begin another project (and because I just may be on a winning "roll"). If you happen to enjoy knitting as much as I, you should check it out. Although--KNOW THIS--if you enter said giveaway, you will most definitely be DEcreasing MY chances of winning, so if you truly love me, as [some of] you say you do, you'll STAY AWAY!!!! Ha!
In other news, Eeek!! we may actually wash away here at The Davidson Den with all this rain. And I mean that LIT-erally. I woke up yesterday morning to Noah jumping up and down, having pronounced our yard as "FLOODED!" I figured he just meant ultra-wet and soggy, which was to be expected after so many days of so much rain. But, nope. He was pretty close to correct. It wasn't so much that there was standing water in our yard you'd have to wade through or anything, it was that water from "the mountain," as we call it, had STOPPED flowing down the trench the city dug behind our house and had STARTED spilling over behind our retaining wall, giving it a new path down the side of our yard (AND our neighbor's). The phrase "washed out" doesn't even do it justice. It was almost like our "YARD" was in the street. And the water just kept on coming. I'm talking FAST.MOVING.WATER. NON-STOP!!! There was nothing to be done about it, except that finally when the babies were napping I went out with the big kids (in their boots---why don't I have boots?) and I dug out the trench which was clogged and slow-moving and then piled rocks and sediment to make a wall to keep the water from coming OUR way. It worked, but it took over an hour of HARD shovelling to get it to stop. I'm seriously concerned. Like CALL IN THE PROFESSIONALS concerned!!! So. Now I'm sore. Doggone shovel. And I'm praying for sunshine to dry up the mess (only I'd really like it if I could order up bright sunshine without the added hot). And hoping for a miracle. Like free engineering, equipment, and labor over this-a-way.
I know, I know.
I'm not holding my breath.