Thursday Thinkings

Our plans have changed for the day. We were supposed to go lunch with friends, but they are under the weather. As consolation, I am about to take the kids to the pool for a morning of swimming. 

Well, I won't be swimming. I plan to read poolside in the shade (I get to go out with some girlfriends tonight, and I have already washed my hair). 

Before I go, I wanted to share some random thoughts :

~I wanted to let you True Campaigner's know that they are Tweeting too. If you want to follow the True Campaign on Twitter you can find them here.

~I was finally able to get the Pillowcase Dress finished. 

~In this house no fabric is sacred. There isn't a scrap of curtain or chair cover that isn't fair game when I am doing sewing projects. This material was an old duvet cover I bought on clearance back when The Girl's room (in Arizona) was pink.

 

~Turns out The Girl never really wanted a pink room. Her mother did.  

~As a result her room here in NC is now a beautiful shade of blue, picked by The Girl herself.

So I ripped the seams out of the floral pink duvet and gave myself many yards of beautiful fabric to play with. 

~If I wasn't 36 years old I might make one for myself.

~The day before yesterday I spent the entire day helping the kids do a complete overhaul on their bedrooms. When we get back from vacation, we'll have about 4 days to unpack, clean up and rest. 

Then school starts. So i wanted all the deep cleaning to be finished before we leave.

~Below are the bags of clothes, toys and stuffed animals we are giving to Salvation Army. 

~I didn't photograph the three large garbage bags of trash that were hauled out. 

Um, we just did this deep, deep cleaning when we moved 10 months ago. How do two children manage to collect so much junk? 

Anyway, the funniest part of the day was when The Boy was insulted when he looked in the bag of trash and saw that I was throwing out a helmet he had made early last year in Sunday School.

He looked at me with mocked incredulousness and said with a teasing tone "I can't believe you were going to throw out my helmet of salvation!?"

Then he laughed like it was the funniest thing he had said all day.

I let him keep it.  

After this quick picture he threw it with a thunk in the nearly empty "toy" bin we had cleaned out. If I was a betting woman I would bet great green globs of cold, hard, cash that he will never lift that helmet out again, except maybe to find something that's lying underneath it...but he's not ready to give it up yet.

OK, the day is marching on without me.

Happy Thursday!