I started painting the living room since I'm between semesters. Here is the before....











Here is the after. Yellow is my new favorite color. I used a colorwashing technique that actually required three colors. As you can see, I'm not finished.






I swear I'm going to blog more. I just found another lady's blog and she blogs about general things and includes pics of everywhere she goes and things she sees. I'm going to do that, too! If she has a talent, she posts a how-to with a pic. Love it!

Have you seen Flight 93? Blah! Read my lips... No new information! Hello! It seems like the way to honor victims of terror is to relive the trajedy with them. Yuck. It is the same at the Murrah Museum in Oklahoma. I just think the movie would have been much better if it could have focused on the people instead of the acts.

I took Lucas and Daniel to the park yesterday and Lucas found a boy his own age to play with and they were so cute! Lucas would pretend like he was falling down the slide and call for the other boy to come save him. Then, they would cross the "falling bridge" together, barely making it across, of course.

Domino, the mama kitty, has been such a companion lately. Everywhere I go, there she is under my feet. The search is on for the best kitty litter. The cat litter is currently in my bathroom, which opens up to my bedroom, right at the bed. We are very aware of which ones do not work!

So far, I have three work outs per week going on. I just added the third one recently. I don't think I've lost more than a pound or two, but we will measure next week to see for sure. I did pull out a couple of capri pants that were too small and they fit well, so we'll see! I keep thinking surely I can add a couple of walks per week to the mix. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...

Did I mention yet that Lucas started play therapy? Well, he has had one session. This pastor that specializes in children does this program where he sets up a room full of "expressive" toys and watches or plays with the kids. The premise is that kids work out their problems through play. Makes sense, although I don't think Lucas has any problems or "trauma" per se to work through. I peeked into the window to see what they were playing since I know Lucas doesn't care for coloring, drawing, etc. There was the pastor weilding a sword. Let me tell you, Lucas had a blast. A grown up playing swords with him for 45 minutes, must have been pure bliss for the little guy.