Bring It On!!!

So it is that time of year again. Thanksgiving is today and everything is primed & ready to go. I have done all the leg work & extra baking & cooking of everything so all I have to do today is cook the turkey & the cresents. That leaves me the rest of my day to peel kids off of each other. The great battle still is on going in my house between the boy & his sisters. With each passing day I am more worried about his life LOL I took some action photos yesterday of the 1 year old & 2 year old on top of him, pinning him to the floor and pulling his hair.

The snow is falling along with all the freezeing rain. Which in turn means the sharpening sharks are out, they have been since about 1 am this morning. Ah the sharpening sharks, for those of you who don't know... I live in a very small town and we have these plow trucks that pass by our house (6 of them), in pairs. I guess like noah's arch 2 by 2 they come LOL Anyway if there is a single snowflake that will at some point hit the ground, these guys are running through town at 50 miles per hour. You can hear them a mile off before they even pass by the house, sparks flying and all.

Here is a good example to the sharks, they just kind of gather and wait to strike. Last winter there was a day that my husband left my driver window down and don't ya know it snowed like 2 feet. Well my truck was parked so the window was facing the road, even in the driveway off the road about 18 feet my tuck was filled. I bravely went out and emptied out my truck but in doing so I was spotted by the sharks. As my ass was hanging out of the truck and I was shoveling it out, a shark drove by at about 40 miles a hour. Therefore hurling upon me a tidal wave of snow that with such force threw me into a snow bank & filled my front seats back in.

So far this morning it just started snowing, so there isn't much on the ground. All through the night we had freezeing rain so everything is all pretty & shimmers. I am not going out that front door because I know the sharks are throwing ice today and ice hurts damn it. Nope I'll take my chances with all the kids, there is nothing they can throw at me that would hurt that much. Well there is the 18 pound turkey but we will cross that bridge when we get to it. HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!!!

A Witch & A Nun ??

So I have a neighbor that drives people around that have to go to the doctors but they don't drive for one reason or another. Well he landed himself in the hospital for a 7 day stay, he is out now and doing much better by the way. At any rate while he was in the hospital I got a phone call from one of his clients that he drives to the doctors. Sister June, who by the way is a Catholic nun, now if your wondering where the Witch part of the title comes in well that would be me. I am a Witch of the Wiccan faith and I have to say there is really nothing like a road trip with a Witch & a Catholic nun in a truck ROFL
sister June gets in the truck after using a step stool, and the first thing she does is say a prayer to St. Micheal. She prays to him to provide a safe journey to where ever it is that we are going, as my Amethyst crystal sways from my front mirror for good luck. As far as the conversation goes, there is no way I could describe it any better than very strange, as strange goes ;)

there has been a lot that has happened since my last blog and I will try to slowly bring you up to speed. Slowly because I don't want to lose you & because the blog would be so freakin long. So I will wrap it up here for now as you sit there and imagine yourself on a 5 hour road trip in a truck, with a Witch & a Catholic Nun

ROFLMFAO......

And so with everything going on right now, it would only be fitting that I find out that I am also pregnant...ROFLMFAO One has to wonder, just how many kids does it take to lose your mind. Maybe it's just been gone so long that I hadn't realized I lost it. Well whatever the case is number 7 is on the way. My son has put in a request that it be a boy, I think it is way to late to have that talk now ROFL.

Preperation....

So the In-Laws are coming next week so that means I need to kick the cleaning into high. Not really feeling like cleaning to the depth that I will be doing. Ok on the agenda for the morning tomorrow is the fireplace. Al & my husband are going to be putting the fireplace together, while I am making shelves & cleaning. I will also be tossing in some laundry in there while taking care of the kids too. My youngest daughter will be turning 1 on Tuesday, so I have the cake ordered already, have to remember to pick that up Tuesday morning. I think in the middle of the week Al & my husband are taking my truck to have new rotors & brakes put on, then off to Bangor to pic up some more insulation & plywood. Then the rest of the week when the In-Laws are not her visiting we can insulate & put the new ceiling in the foyer. Note to self clean the foyer. That about does it I think for the week. We will see how close we stay to that line of thinking, I don't have high hopes on that LOL

Easy Sunday Afternoon

Yeah right!!!!! It is only 9:33 am and my husband is out in the hallway ripping apart the celing. There is junk falling all over the stuff that is left in the hallway, pretty much our coats. So we can add to the list of things for me to do today wash the coats. Currently I am baking apple pies, the grand total will be 3 of those. Bake them now, give the family 1 and freeze the other 2, then I have 1 pie pan open when they eat it to bake another & freeze it. We have a apple tree that is dripping with apples for the first time, so i'm baking and making apple sauce. I have taken a childs bench that was in the hallway and repainted it and have it ready for the 2 little ones bedroom. I have done some accent gold painting so it is ready to go once it dries. I am also making ham fried rice, crab angels, egg rolls & sweet & sour chicken for dinner. All of which is being made from scratch, and Al aka Virgil & his wife are comming over for dinner at 6 pm tonight. Oh and I need to clean up the hallway once my husband is done busting out the section of the celing that he is working on. As I sit here I now type to the sound of a sledge hammer from the 3rd floor into the hallway. Oh the joys of reconstruction & a easy Sunday.

Here I am

Bet you thought you lost me...nope i'm right here hahaha.
I last left you with the mouse in madison Square Garden. She has been bust things up on the third floor, along with my husband now. They are almost done ripping up the floor which is good but I came up with a great idea while standing in the hallway having really old dirt & small wood chucks fall on my head. Well you see the tin tiles on the cieling have to come down. Behind those is som plaster her, slat boards there & some sheetrock. So I'm thinking how long will it take to rip down the tin? Then go upstairs and use gravity to help knock out the other stuff from between the rafters..right good thinking huh. We figure a day to take down the tin..then back on track with the upstairs with putting in the insulation. While they are doing that upstairs I can be downstairs (while the babies are sleeping) pulling the nails out of the cieling. Then when they are up we can take all the paneling off the walls and move it to the cieling. See for the new tin tiles you need a flat surface and since the walls are being tore down for new drywall. Why not just take the paneling and put it on the cieling? I'm really thinking now everyone look the hell out.
Did I mention that my in laws are comming on the 26th of this month. Yep right in the middle of all of this massive gutting/construction of the house, I have to try to clean it. Well ok try to get it clean and keep it up everyday before they get here. Now doesn't that sound like a ton of fun? So pretty much everyday I am already sweeping the hallway so we can all walk down it. I get to add a full house cleaning to that because you always try to have a clean house when your in-laws come to visit. So I will have a gutted hallway that I can see my roof from or the lovely yellow of rows of insulation, but it will be clean along with the rest of the house. What a vision right LOLOLOLOLOL

Busting Stuff Up

Above the hallway on the third floor, when this was a school the 3rd floor was never insulated. so in ripping up the hallway, that also means that we have to rip up the floor on the 3rd floor to lay insulation. Mind you the 3rd floor at one time was a basketball court, don't ask. So in reality upstairs the floor is 3 layers deep. The base is ship planks that were brought up from the coast way way back in the day, the house was built in 1846. The second layer is 2 in. thick, 3 in. wide wood flooring. Then we have for the last layer the wooden basketball floor, so all together your ripping up about 5 inches of wood flooring. All of this so you can lay insulation then put down a wood sub floor, seems like a vicious circle doesn't it.
So with DH hurting himself he hasn't been able to go back up there for a few day. Me well I'm busy with the kids, cleaning & sanding furniture and refinishing it, I haven't had time to go up there either. So our friend Al, better known as Virgil, said the other day he knew someone that would come and do it for us. The price decided upon was rip up the floor for $100, keep in mind that half of the 3rd floor is already done but still it is 4900sq. ft.. My husband says OK find send them over. There was this little hobbit knock on the front door this morning and there is a woman in jeans, a long sleeve shirt and steel toed boots. She maybe, I mean really pushing it is 4'11 & with enough rocks in her pockets while being socking wet, might weigh 100 lbs.. Now you have to understand that my husband is old school when it comes to stuff like this, he knows that women are independent because he is already dealing with the queen of that kingdom. He however doesn't like women doing hard labor, he would rather know they can do the work but be pampered instead. This is not the first time you will here me say this...My husband is strange. So after turning his head toward me while performing the ocular rotation perfected by teenagers across the world, he takes her upstairs. The next thing I hear is "Honey find me the pick ax", this translates into it is the same height as her, so she wont have to bend over and kill her back. I get the ax and take it up to her, which in itself was extremely weird. The 3rd floor is a open 4900 sq. ft. with a ceiling that is 36 ft. high, so in short she looks like a mouse in Madison Square Garden.