The wind is howling outside. Howling I tell you! This is our first major storm of the season out here on the coast of Oregon. With gusts of 60+mph, my little house shudders and moans and I want to run for cover. . . or at least crawl under the covers of a neatly made bed. The big bad wolf of Winter is threatening to blow down my house.
I miss Santa Barbara. I miss the sunshine. I miss palm trees swaying gently to a rhythm all their own; unlike the trees on my street which have been doing the limbo!! I miss the smell of jasmine in the air and my lovely hotel room in the palest of blues. I’ll tell you what I really miss: MAID SERVICE.
Holy cow, our house is a pit. I must clean, I must clean—because in order to climb into a neatly made bed, it must be made first! There is no maid service in this house, it’s just me. And sometimes IZ. And never the boy. Did you know that 10 year old boys don’t clean? No! No, they dump their things right in the middle of the entryway, toss their wrappers where they please, and leave small lethal legos on the floor for unsuspecting bare feet to find.** Why didn’t their mothers train them better? This is me howling.
Forget running for cover, I wish I could run for the nearest plane! One ticket to paradise, make it snappy. Instead, I will clean, because I cannot bear the idea of this grime any longer. It will not do. The big bad wolf of Winter may be howling outside, but there is no need for it look like we let him in the door! Off I go.
But, maybe first a cup of tea. And a fire.
**And you know what else they do? They leave walkie-talkies on in their backpacks that make this “Drip, drip, drip” noise which in turn sends their mother on a frantic goose chase because she thinks the wind has blown a HOLE in the roof… Drip! Must find the Drip!
Forget the tea, I need something stronger!
NO WAY – you don’t get to leave without me!!!
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HA! Watch me… aren’t you busy cavorting with models anyhow?? 😀 ~W
The wind in Portland is crazy today, too! I went out to take pictures and was almost tossed over a couple times. Yikes!
Maybe it’s better that the bed isn’t made. When I go through the trouble of making it in the morning, I get ticked if anyone wants to sit or nap on it until night. I try to keep the sheets as smooth as possible all day. I need help. If your bed is already unmade, I’d say it’s even more inviting…
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My house would drive you insane! We are so cluttered here… I can just see you on sheet patrol. 😀 ~W
I thought I heard a faint keening wail coming from the west. I thought it was the wind (we’re having storms, too). Turns out it was you. 🙂
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Yeah, just me pitching a fit. 😀 ~W
It is blowingl like crazy up here too, and our power has been out. Now the upstairs computer is crashed, in spite of the expensive surge protector. I suspect that we’ve lost everything. Does this week have to go from bad to worse? *sniff* I need something stronger too!
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OH! That just stinks. You’re having one of those weeks. It sucks. We should have a virtual cocktail hour! 😀 ~W
Sigh. That’s my night too — cleaning up because I can’t stand the grime. And, while I’m not surprised about what 10 year old boys do (being the teacher of about 15 of the little darlings) I must say that having had to ground my 7 year old for the first time ever tonight, I am not finding your futurevision reassuring! 🙂
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Yeah… so sorry about that. All I can say is, make a rule NOW about flammables and explosives. As in, “I don’t care if they’re for a science project that will revolutionize the field of physics–you know the rule!” Oh, and it’s not too late to sew garbage bags to all his jeans. That’s what I’m doing tomorrow! ~W
Our high temps turned into tornados and hail. We had a take cover warning but we don’t have a basement so that left me perplexed. Back in Michigan I knew what to do. Is that YOUR tidy and inviting bedroom? It’s sunny and CLEAN.
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Ah sadly, it is not my bedroom–but a photo of our room at the Inn in Santa Barbara. A repeat photo–I posted it while I was still there… but I suspected a few readers might not have noticed!! It’s a space I’ve been wishing to be in, all day. ~W
I wonder if the wind is going to hit here, too? SO far it’s just mildly windy and very rainy. Nothing scary, just in the, “curl up with a book” cateogry. We’ll see what I’m saying about 3am, though, when the weather moves through! Although I find the howling and creaking strangely soothing. I always sleep better during stormy weather. 🙂 Hang in there! ~A 🙂
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Well, I use ear plugs to sleep through it! The rainy weather just makes me want to cocoon… and not DO! Alas, my house is screaming for some attention. 😀 ~W
Hi Wende, thanks for stopping by. I haven’t set up my Etsy shop just yet. I’m a little slow, but i’ll get there.
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Well… hurry up. Hee. 😀 ~W
Okay, let ME fiiiix the tea. Hand over the cup. Now look away, you need a bit of this, a tad of that, a drizzle of this, and a stir and a pinch of that.. and, ahhh yes, your tea. I need help too!!! AAAhhhhhhhh. hee heee xoxoxo
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Heh… Now I’m going to be spinning all day, huh??? 😀 ~W
We had a VERY COOL storm here yesterday. We had wind, lightning (and when I say lighting, I mean LIGHTNING!) thunder, rain in buckets and even tornado watch! I love the lightning storms we get here, but I don’t care for the Tornado watches. That kind of freaks me out. I’d much rather have the earth shaking under me, than the sky picking up my house! I hope you got the house all neat and tidy so you can snuggle in a clean, made-up bed. 🙂 The House Cleaning Fairies visited my house yesterday (at least that’s what the family thinks), so today, I quilt! 🙂
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Send the house fairies my way, m’kay?? ~W
Not so busy with “models” that I wouldn’t want to get away with you…
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Yeah, I’m kicking myself for not booking airfare for December. ~W
I’m glad that’s not your bedroom. I was whimpering with envy.
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I need to finish up my room so I can post photos. You won’t be whimpering tho… 😀 ~W
Rachel and Hannah have a book about a relationship between a girl and an elderly neighbor woman. The book describes the woman’s house as ‘always looking like it has been freshly scrubbed,” and the girl’s house as “always looking like its wearing its pajamas.” Rachel always looks at me and says, “our house always looks like its wearing its pajamas.”
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Oh, that’s a perfect description of our house! We really do look lived in. 😀 ~W
Oh, Wende…..
you really have given me no glint of hope for my future with two boys in the house.
I can only hope that they take after their father. he cleans the house every other week for me and does the dishes once or twice a week.
hey! it’s something!
doing NOTHING but constantly pick up after and cater to two boys, a girl and a
lazyrealaxing hubbie can get a little old after a while! 🙂_____________________________________
Oh, so sorry about that. Yeah, IZ can be the ultimate in neat-nick… but it never rubbed off on our child. Sadly. ~W