Extreme Makeover
/1. Blog Edition As you can see, I have made some dramatic changes around here. I know I have broken one of the main blogging commandments - Thou shalt not change things too often. Still, I wanted a new look. I plan on sticking with this one for awhile. Let me know what you think. Those of you who lurk here (and you know who you are) - take this as an invitation to actually leave a comment.
2. Government Center Edition
It's day two here on the flooded 14th floor. Here are a few pics of the new look in my work place.
If you think the pictures look great, you should smell the new look.
3. Addition Edition
I came home last night to the most dramatic progress on our addition yet. When they first dug the foundation, I was convinced that the addition was going to be too small. Now, I am having a hard time wrapping my head around the enormity. You can barely even see the old house.
4. Oldest Child Edition
When we picked up Miguel from school yesterday, we received the following note from his teacher:
Dear Mothers,
Miguel will need a good shampoo tonight to remove the shoe polish.
Fondly,
Mrs. Raasch
Should this ever happen* to your child, let me just tell you - that shit doesn't come out. No matter how much shampoo you use. No matter how hard you scrub. It does - not - come - out.
*The word "happen" of course implies that your child was an innocent victim to a drive-by polishing. I can't really say that this "happened" to my son. There was no other party involved in the polishing. No other child did this to him. No other child encouraged him to do this. No, my son decided to polish his head all by himself. You can imagine our pride...