Wow, did I have a mess today. Yesterday, Curt bought some oatmeal/raisin cookies at Wal-Mart, which is one of the few treats he thinks he can have now. Anyway, when we got home and I was putting groceries away, I noticed that he had bought sugarless cookies. This is great for normal people, especially since we just recently found out Curt has diabetes. But, Curt has restless legs syndrome, and artificial sweetners aggravates his condition. (We have often joked about what he CAN eat--no sugar, no artificial sweetners). Luckily we found an herb sweetner called stevia. He can have that as far as we know. (In fact, we bought him some cola at a health food store sweetened with it.) Anyway, after he left for his college ward, I thought I would be a sweet wife and bake him some oatmeal cookies.
I proceed to get into the cupboard to get out the oatmeal. To my surprise, there were little "shavings" around the oatmeal box. It was full of weevil or some kind of bug. I thought, "Great." I better clean out the pantry--the whole thing. I took everything out of the shelves, threw away anything that was in a box (macaroni and cheese, skillet dinners, etc.). I wiped down the walls and shelves with Lysol. While it aired out, I decided to go to Wal-Mart (I know, I shouldn't be shopping on Sunday) to buy some oatmeal. I also bought some insecticide that can be sprayed in the cracks of the cupboards and shelves, too. When I got home, I sprayed the insecticide and vacuumed out the shelves. As I was vacuuming, the power went out. I thought, "Great." It was only about 10:30 or so, so I figured when the power came back on I'd still have time to get to church (mine doesn't start until 1 p.m.). Besides the insecticide needed to dry before I put anything back in the shelves.
I turned on our radio and waited for KMTI to tell me what the problem was with the electricity. I waited, and waited, and waited, for a half hour or so at least. Then I went over to my mother's--she had no power either. But, when Kelly got to her house, which is on the south side of town, she HAD power. Curious. So I called the neighbors across the street. They, too, HAD power. More curious. I decided to call the city manager--no answer. I then call the mayor, who is a good personal friend. She said she would call the power people, because she HAD power, too.
In the meantime, I'm worrying how I am going to get to church because my car is inside the garage, and we have an electric garage opener. I see the release rope, pull it, but I still can't get the garage door open. I even think about calling a neighbor to hitch a ride to church. Now it is close to noon--church starts at 1 p.m. I go over to my mother's and my sister is there. We decided to get in her car and drive around to see if we can see anything. On the street west of my house we see the city bucket truck and an employee getting out of the truck. He has found the problem (I'm so glad I called--they may never have known about it for a while!) and is going to fix it.
As soon as the power is back on, I decide I better get ready for church. By now, it is 12:55--I'll never make it to church now. So I guiltily wipe down all the shelves in the pantry with an antibacterial substance and put everything back on the shelves. Now it is close to 2 p.m. Curt will be home about 3. So I get dinner ready (I haven't had anything to eat up all day to this point, so I figured I might as well wait until dinner is ready) and put it in the oven. Curt gets home a little after 3 and asks how come I'm not at church. I explain the whole situation, and he just laughs. He looks in the pantry and comments on how nice it looks. He told me not to feel bad about missing church, but I still feel guilty for not going. At least my pantry and everything in it is clean now . . .
Here is Cody--getting his first haircut. Chris wanted Carol to give him his first haircut so bad since she gave him his first. But, she wasn't at home. She has a a wedding next weekend so I'm sure she was up north. So, Amanda decided to be brave and cut it herself. She did a GREAT job. I remember cutting Cashelle's bangs once--no more hair cutting for me! You can see how long his hair was, and here he is only 8 months old.
Here is mommy, getting ready to do the do. Cody is keeping a watchful eye on the scissors.
Nope, Cody isn't enjoying this at all! Daddy finally had to come and help.
Here is the final result. Doesn't he look handsome? I think he looks so cute anyway--but the haircut made him look more grown up. Amanda, you did a great job!
One of the favorite toys for the kids to play with is a Fisher-Price tape player and headset we got Lacey when she was little. Now, it's Tommy's turn. I had to laugh when I saw where he put the earpieces. Audrey used to put them on her little cheeks, right in front of her ears. Don't I just have the cutest grandkids? I'm getting excited for another one in September--Cashelle's having a boy. That will give us two girls and three boys. Our family is growing! Now it's Lacey and Landon's turn one of these days (right?)--we'e looking forward to it.
