This doesn't look comfortable to me... 

More build-out of the bedroom. 

We have been so busy, that taking the time to sit down and actually write a post hasn’t been able to be scheduled in. By the end of the day, we are so pooped; we don’t know what to do with ourselves. Let me see if I can give you a nice summary of our lives…

Saturday, (yes my busy-ness dates back to Saturday) we had the Bandy family over. Mr. Bandy and his sons helped with the build-out of our attic bedroom. The girls cooked two hearty meals for the workers. In the evening, while the parents were talking, we went down to the basement for some games. The only one that I think we played was telephone charades which we just learned. Anyway, we had blast, and the pictures are below.

Sunday, after church, the Evans family, Jeremy B. and Anna P. came over for a wonderful evening of dinner and fellowship. Right before the Evans departed; David P. came over and brought one of our missing family members, Caleb. We discussed trading Anna for Caleb, but I’m sure Anna was glad to get back to her family. If she had stayed, I’m not too sure she would have been pleased to find out that taking out the garbage would show up on her daily chores. That night ended with a rather interesting game of The Great Dalmuti, almost complete with costumes. We are still working on merchant and peon garb. We didn’t get too many photos that night, which was rather unfortunate.

Monday and yesterday were full of babysitting for a friend and running errands. Nothing too exciting happened, unless you have heard the Starbucks story…maybe another blog post.

Last night Ashton, Emil and Grace Bandy followed my dad home from the Patriarch meeting, and stayed the night at our house. Today, the Bandy gentlemen helped my dad once more in our attic room, while Grace and us gentlewomen went to do a few things in town. After lunch was done, some of the girls decided to go canoeing, which is usually a fine idea, but today the boat was full of water, and it was a bit nippy out, so they had a bit of trouble getting started. When I went out, they were trying to dump the water out of the boat, while it was still in the water. Accomplishing the opposite of their intent, more water than desired rushed in.

Can you guess what happened next? Well, the incredible strength of the McDonald girls, plus the help of Grace B. did it again! We hauled the boat out of the lake, dumped several bucket loads of water out, then tipped the boat over to make sure all of the water was out, slid the boat back into the water and they were ready to go! And of course, a Kodak moment like this did not get away from me…pictures are below. Ashton and Emil arrived on the dock shortly thereafter, and so two canoe groups went out, coming back thoroughly soaked, muddy, and we cannot forget, freezing…yuck.

Jessica then decided to drop our mop bucket into the lake. It began to fill with water and sink beneath the murky surface. Ashton attempted to save it with an oar, but it escaped. As we started to move the canoe over to get it, Emil used a long board and rescued the bucket from a terrible death. *Some pictures may be blurred for security reasons…ha-ha, not really, the un-named photographer just didn’t get it completely focused. :)

Tomorrow, we have some more errands to run, my Mom has a conference on Saturday, and church and our hymn sing are on Sunday. It’s a wonder that we have any time to breath…anybody out there want to join the family? ;-)

Christa and Anna P. 

The Great Dalumti ~ David P. 

Our feet, and Caleb with his famous eyelid pose. 

Telephone charades. 

Aston, in what looks like a rather painful position.

This is the beginning of a wall. ;-) 

Mr. Bandy getting ready to cut the board...I think. 

This is my hero... 

Impressive... 

Emil and Caleb 

 

Aren't they soooo cute! 

My dearest, darling, little brother (who is getting to be not so small anymore) has posted again! You can see it here...

P.S. ~ Make sure to leave tons of comments to inspire him to post more.

My Dad is a hero. Besides all of the other wonderful things that he does to attain this status, my dad accomplished something yesterday that even the telephone guy could not figure out. After hanging heavy things up for us, and building us a nice large pantry, he wrestled with our router and fixed our wireless network. Yes, my Dad is a hero.

I've been tagged again. Another tag that gives out more information about myself...whoever thought of these things must be a real busy-body. Alright, now to fulfill my duties...

Five Things in my Freezer: (since we've just moved in, there is not much there...)

1. Whole Chickens (without the feathers and such)
2. Pumpkin and Pecan Tarts (yummm)
3. Strawberries (for milkshakes of course, my greatest weakness :))
4. Peaches
5. Ice (because down south we use a lot of it)

Five Things in my Car:

1. A Car-seat
2. Wet wipes (for the messy people)
3. Cell phone chargers
4. A smelly thingy-ma-bobber from Yankee Candle (one of these days, Jess and I are going to start a company called Rebel Candle ;-))
5. EZ Tag (that needs to be taken down since we don't live in Texas anymore and they are quite useless here...)

Five Things in my Closet (I don't exactly have a closet yet, since that will come when we finish our room, but right now we have):

1. Clothes
2. Linens
3. Sewing Stuff
4. Coats
5. Shoes


Five Things in my Purse:

1. My wallet
2. My keys
3. A compact
4. A pacifier (for those emergency moments when all else fails...)
5. A Bishop chess piece (which is on my key-ring, but I couldn't think of anything else in my purse)

Five Things in my Wallet :

1. The likeness that looks nothing like myself, more commonly known as an ID
2. My credit card (which has a few scratches on the back of it)
3. My membership cards to all my favorite stores
4. Contact Cards (or "business cards" for friends without a business, just a card)
5. An old family photo (taken before William was born)

Five people that I will inflict this torture to...

1. Jessica
2. The Unknown (or David P)
3. Merisha
4. Grace Bandy
5. Samuel Evans

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I am sure you are all rather uneasy at my absence, and I know you will be relieved to know that I haven’t died. There, you can put yourself at rest and breath now. In fact, I am still in one piece…minor scratches, bruises and such, but that comes with moving…okay, and I will admit, it also comes with being a Tiffany. Those who know me very well and have seen my scars will readily agree. ;-)

Actually, we have been very busy since arriving here in Illinois. I could go into all the details on what we have been up to, but that would be an awfully long story and it is very confusing. So, I will refrain from giving into the temptation to bore y’all with my life’s story, and give y’all a quick breezy update.

We were able to move in on Friday and Saturday. It did take two days for the truck to get unloaded and we did suffer some breakage, but personally, with all of the antiques that we have, I think the movers did a fine job. The driver and his assistant from our great state of Texas did some canoeing and fishing out on our lake when they finished. James (my fish hating brother) caught a good sized bass, and living up to his motto, “You don’t kill things that you don’t eat,” he let it go.

Sunday morning, we left our beautiful home in the country to stay in Tennessee for a few days. We had a great time visiting with friends that we only see once or twice a year, which was very nice. Wednesday morning saw us back on the road heading to spend the very first night in our new home. We found our sheets, put mattresses out, cleaned up a bit, and had a very restful night surrounded by unfamiliar, but wonderful sounds that you can’t get unless you live away from the city, like us!

Thursday and Friday, we arranged (re-arranged one or two more times just for fun;-)), our living room, most of our library, the master bedroom, the girls nursery, some of the basement, hung lots of pictures, cleaned, did laundry, and ate our first meal in our house. Friday evening, my parents, James, Christa, Emma and Caleb went to our Family Reformation conference. Yesterday all of us attended and had a great time with our friends here. Today was also a busy day. We had three families and one head of household join the church, which is a joyous celebration alone. But, to keep tradition and stay busy, we also had a baptism, and the last session for the conference was this afternoon.

Now the above is a much abbreviated version of one week in our house. Aren’t you glad I didn’t go into the details of the last month?