Closing Day.

Hiya Lovelies. I am sorry I have been really absent this week. I have a pretty bad cold (read: No packing what-so-ever has been accomplished). Hopefully this is closing day and tomorrow is moving day (we have a rental truck reserved and appointments with the cable guy and washer/dryer delivery men). I hope we will be settled soon.

I know I am always saying that. That I will catch up soon. I whole heartedly think that the moment you begin thinking about a feasible new direction in your life that you become unsettled. That is what has happened to me. I have become unsettled and I hope to be on the other side of that soon.

When I am, I have a lot of projects in mind and I have a lot of changes I want to make. I am seriously considering the abolishment of monthly reviews. Why? Well, I always want to hoard every photo for the months end and I always want to save every story for the review. When the time comes though it is a lot of work to get all those photos together and I feel pressure to say something interesting with each one. Which I have been failing at greatly.

Instead, I would like to post more often. I still dream of balance. I want to comment on all of your sites and tell you how wonderful and creative you are. I look forward to that. Until then, please know that you are ridiculously talented and terribly inspiring! Hugs. xox-vv.

Nightmare.

Oh lovelies, I just woke up from a nightmare about the condo. In no uncertain terms the seller's real estate agent told us that we were going to hate living on the first floor (the biggest of the very few compromises we had to make with this place). He said that even though it is technically on the second floor our upstair neighbors would probably be so loud on a daily basis that we could only be miserable.

When I tried to visit the condo again and talk to him about the noise, I could not find the place. Suddenly it became a large complex of condo buildings and shops. There were escalators inside elevators and people behind desks who provided absolutely no help what-so-ever. When I finally found the building and the mean old agent, we had to compete with other people for his service. When I won the competition of helping him bake bread and then cleaning the whole office afterwords, he still helped other people first. When it was finally our turn he informed us that we could only view the condo through a special instrument that would correct the angles of the walls. Then I woke up.

I am still bleary eyed. My heart is still pounding. I came to tell you right away. I don't know why. I guess I wanted to talk about it. I could use a hug. xox=vv.

Neighbors Are Annoying.

Well... ours are anyway. During our backyard landscaping yesterday, the head landscaper Bart called over to our neighbors Shelly & Darren in their back yard and asked if he could cut a few branches off their trees near the trunk (cause that would be best for the tree.) Now please understand Shelly’s & Darren’s tree branches reach about 10 feet into our yard and over our property line. So, legally, we can cut the branches off at our property line without any regard for the health of their trees. Bart, the landscaper’s, attempt to seek their approval was quite kind and his concern for their trees was above and beyond the call of duty. Our neighbor Shelly told him rudely that he was not allowed to touch the trees and she would call the sheriff. To which Bart replied “Bring it on. Legally we could cut all the tree branches off at the property line to the very top.” Needless to say Shelly had a hissy fit and continued to threaten him. I am not sure how this meeting ended but Shelly & Darren spent the rest of the night calling the owner of the landscaping company (5 times!). He had to spend many hours on the phone with them and later they came out of their house to talk to my husband too. They made a lot of claims all of which sounded shady, unlikely and did not match up with the other parts of their “story”.

Our Landscapers are very sweet. They knew we had no intention of taking the trees down or harming them that a couple really low branches were simply going to be removed. They were real sweethearts and now we feel horrible because they had to deal with a couple of real nut jobs umm ... I mean overly concerned neighbors (even more about them and their homemade “two story building” that took a year to even progress past the frame and shortly thereafter had it’s whole second story blown off after a strong wind, which thankfully landed on their own property and did not hurt anyone even though it could have easily landed in any of their neighbors yards including ours since that was ALSO near the property line. Oh and the disaster has not moved an inch since the collapse months ago. I guess really that is all I have to say about that).

Okay, I soooo apologize for the rant. It may not even be posted. If you see this apology but no rant then it wasn’t posted or maybe I deleted it. Nope, I just decided to post it anyway. It is quite simply annoying and I guess I felt the need to share. You lucky lucky thing you.

Anyhow, the garden is done for now and we are very very pleased! Still a lot of planting to be done and a small portion of fence (in between us and our annoying neighbors already existing delightful chain link fence with the ever stylish attached white plastic trellis) to be completed. We live in a new community backed on to existing homes that were built individually before all the growth. We really do love the trees they are really part of the reason we picked this space and besides that our lot size was much bigger than 99% of the others so it was worth the mix of property styles. We can’t even see their house through the trees. Shelly & Darren know that we love them and have known that for a long long time. They previously told us to cut any branches we wanted then handed us a saw and said “here cut that low one down right now.” It just doesn’t make any sense! Am I ranting again? Sorry!

On to other news, I am thinking that the Panty O’ Scopes might become a weekly occurrence, if anyone thinks they are worth keeping around (although I might continue even if you don’t *smile*). Tomorrow my goal is to try to address all of Mav’s recent posts about blogging and to catch up on my memes.

I think this is my longest post ever! Thanks for bearing with me. I really appreciate all of your kindness and support!

Update: As this post was being published Shelly came out onto her deck took one look at the trees and yelled (as loudly as possible so that we could hear) “Darren I guess we better call the sheriff!” Darren came out a minute or so later and inspected the trees obviously he could tell they were unharmed (in spite of his wife’s big mouth) since the sheriff did not arrive. We keep hoping that they will call the sheriff so that someone with authority will tell them that they belong in the looney bin.

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Quite Simply He Made Me Shutter With Delight. Six Times!

This post is not about color though, it is all about my husbands stamina! He can please me in ways that I never expected. For instance, on Saturday he took me to Ikea. He bought me this very cute garden gnome (who I have yet to name) and a little bag of swedish fish (who I forget to name before I ate them). On Sunday he suggested a trip to Home Depot where we were very, very naughty and spent all of our House Money. We purchased the six pairs of shutters required to adorn the rest of the windows on the side and back of the house. He spent the entire day hanging them. It went on for hours and required two more trips to Home Depot. He told me I was his dirty girl after I got these beautiful flowers into the pots on our deck. It made sense, I was covered in potting soil!

* I would love any suggestions for garden gnome appropriate names! Sadly, I am not very familiar with their culture. If you (or your garden gnome) have any suggestions, please leave a comment (which are now working ... yeah, you don’t have to e-mail anymore!)*

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Ménage á Trois.

We have decided to bring someone into our marital bed. Not only is Mrs. Meyers a hot little biscuit, but she is going to help with the housecleaning as well. In an attempt to convert our cleaning products to those with natural ingredients, we are getting rid of some of our old products and replacing them with Mrs. Meyer’s products. We chose the Lavender scent which I think will be especially nice between the sheets. I bet you’re all hot and bothered too. You dirty girl.

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