not finding the words today...

....I'm sitting here in my comfy chair, not for long, as swim class starts in an hour and five minutes.  I have my coffee, and I've fed the kitties and the doggies and washed up a few dishes.  My fingers are dancing over the keyboard, not quite knowing what to write, was just going to change screens and read news instead...

Sometimes things happen that aren't your stories to tell, but make you sad.  I won't say anymore, but when we trust that God causes all things to work together for our good, it comforts our hearts when things don't make any sense to our souls.  

Oh dear.  We have had quite a weekend, taking care of the little pup, then having lots of people over yesterday.  Football was on, and I found myself getting interested, oh no!  I think when the teams are at this level, they're so good, it's more exciting.  And, being a New Yorker, duh Buffalo!  Then they lost, and I cared!  We had pizza and wings and chocolate chip cookies, and lots of fun.  We set up some dollhouse stuff on the kitchen tables, and the kids played with cardboard boxes and balloons still floating around here from Ophelia's birthday.  They watched cartoons with Grandpa, and played house in my room.  They ran up and down the hallway, and they had a few fights.  

Sweet Blythe...and Old Kitty.

Suri in the foreground, Sunny parking where the good stuff falls...sometimes the kids catch on, and just toss it so they can see the doggies crunch.  

This fine freezing sunny winter morning, I'll go swim, then go out and about with my older sister and older brother, to pick up our Aunt Barb for lunch.  Our father was one of 12, there are only two of his siblings left still living, Barb and Dorothy, who lives in Ohio and has increasing dementia.  Barb's husband passed away years ago, they never had children, so she's a very lonely lady.  

So, the before and after for the Thing With The Baskets Under It will wait, I have the drawer pulls ready to go on, but they needed longer screws, so Paul was getting them at the hardware store yesterday. Once they go on, I'll snap a picture, it looks so nice.  The cabinets look nice too.  I really like the look.  It's so satisfying to imagine something, then actually make it come true.  The wall color debacle however, has been hilarious.  I have them painted a beautiful color right now, a hint of blue, not sure the actual color name, but now with the cabinets this Biscuit color, which has a hue of pink, just a tiny hint, the blue looks bad next to them.  It wouldn't bother me much, but Miss Cam thinks strongly that we need a new color.  So off to the paint store we went, and choosing paint colors is one of my worst traits.  We brought the actual little roller pan with the dried paint in it from the cabinets to have a nice idea of what we wanted to match up.  

This is the cabinet color, which is in a satin, so a little bit shiny...

This is the wall color, which is in a flat paint.  Our cabinets will disappear into our walls, we'll have to just feel where they are.  Only the hinges and pulls will show.  It's supposed to be a "thing", texture being the only difference...the shades are slightly different...I'm hesitant, but you know what?  It's one can of paint.  (hopefully.  If we run out, today's the last day of the sale, we're waiting for the next sale to finish it ha).  (It's also toil and mess and time and work). But.  Miss Camille is open and willing to help, so what is it going to hurt, even if it looks awful?  Maybe it'll look fantastic, and we'll love it.  These days with Camille are numbered, she's seventeen, right now she's taking a breather after homeschooling, she works a day or two a week, but will be going to college, and before you know it, she'll be grown and moving out...it wasn't long ago I had a whole gaggle of girls here helping, giving opinions on projects.  Now they have their own projects, their own homes, and it's different.  It's the way it should be, but it leaves me knowing how quickly they move on through.  

Ah well, now I have to hurry hurry hurry so I'm not late to class...have a good day, and thank you all for reading!