Look What the Easter Bunny Left Us
Months after I swore that I will not hold any more parties at my place I ate my own Easter egg and caved in on hosting a small Easter get-together with my friends. Justification #1: It's going to be a potluck party. Justification #2: The kids can play in the backyard instead of turning the house inside out.
Hitting one out of two shouldn't be too bad, right? With just three other families in the party, we had a good, intimate crowd, and I didn't have to slave in the kitchen for far too long. On the other hand, aside from venturing out for a quick Easter egg hunt, the kids --- six in all, with ages between 15 months (AT) to seven years --- still managed to leave no toy intact. Hey, but at least everone had fun!
Good thing that my dear hubby got the day off today. If he thought that he'd have this day to relax and enjoy, he had another thing coming! He took care of the kids when they got up, giving me another 30 or so minutes of shuteye; and from then on, the only time he got to sit was when he was lording over imaginary subjects while seated on the "throne". There's no one to blame but himself though. I was fully prepared to spend the rest of the day doing the laundry and squeezing in a bit of cleaning in between. Afterwards, we could all have just taken long naps and wasted the day away. But he had to say that he wanted to get some stuff from Home Depot (another DIY heaven) during breakfast.
This brought out the nag in me that I listed down the stuff that he bought from either Lowe's and Home Depot that were still in their bags and needed to be brought out. But since we were all dressed and ready to go, poor hubby couldn't just get out of the trip that easily. Now, truth be told, I actually enjoy going to these Home Improvement stores. It's like a trip to Sephora where I can mentally make a list of things that I wish I had to make me, or in this case my house, look better.
Well, true to our imperfect timing, the promotion for extended interest-free credit has run out. We had to trim out already much-edited wish list further and just ended up with stuff for the lawn. Ha, the holy grail of suburban neighborhoods, thick, weed-free and ultra-green lawns with picture perfect landscaping. We may not be able to afford the landscaping, but we sure as heck can try not to embarrass ourselves by propagating more weeds than grass in our lawn!
Thus, my idyllic afternoon of relaxation turned into getting down on my knees to weed and cover up some bare patches. Naturally, this was done while the washing machine was churning and after helping hubby out with his already backlogged honey-do list. Fortunately, AT took it upon herself to indulge in a long nap (maybe on our behalf?) and AJ wasn't going about like a banshee this afternoon. So, hubby fertilized the lawn while I weeded and patched. For such a tiny strip of land, we spent close to two hours and $120. Yikes!
Tomorrow, armed with my new gardening tools (just a tiny spade and rake really), I will once more attempt my elusive dream of an herb garden. Well, maybe not a garden right now, just a tiny plot behind the house where I can grow some basil, cilantro, and other herbs that I usually cook with. With my "sore" thumb though, let's see how short I've cut these saplings' lifespans! However, if I manage to grow these, I may turn my sights into a (notch) loftier goal, planting some rose shrubs beside my house. Visions of moi peacefully cutting rose blossoms for a perfect centerpiece arrangement on the dining room table are going in my head now! But I'm getting ahead of myself here. Way ahead of myself. I'm more likely to be shredded by the thorns by all the weeding I have to do to save my dying roses. Let's take it one day, or more precisely, one nap (AT's), at a time then.
Hitting one out of two shouldn't be too bad, right? With just three other families in the party, we had a good, intimate crowd, and I didn't have to slave in the kitchen for far too long. On the other hand, aside from venturing out for a quick Easter egg hunt, the kids --- six in all, with ages between 15 months (AT) to seven years --- still managed to leave no toy intact. Hey, but at least everone had fun!
Good thing that my dear hubby got the day off today. If he thought that he'd have this day to relax and enjoy, he had another thing coming! He took care of the kids when they got up, giving me another 30 or so minutes of shuteye; and from then on, the only time he got to sit was when he was lording over imaginary subjects while seated on the "throne". There's no one to blame but himself though. I was fully prepared to spend the rest of the day doing the laundry and squeezing in a bit of cleaning in between. Afterwards, we could all have just taken long naps and wasted the day away. But he had to say that he wanted to get some stuff from Home Depot (another DIY heaven) during breakfast.
This brought out the nag in me that I listed down the stuff that he bought from either Lowe's and Home Depot that were still in their bags and needed to be brought out. But since we were all dressed and ready to go, poor hubby couldn't just get out of the trip that easily. Now, truth be told, I actually enjoy going to these Home Improvement stores. It's like a trip to Sephora where I can mentally make a list of things that I wish I had to make me, or in this case my house, look better.
Well, true to our imperfect timing, the promotion for extended interest-free credit has run out. We had to trim out already much-edited wish list further and just ended up with stuff for the lawn. Ha, the holy grail of suburban neighborhoods, thick, weed-free and ultra-green lawns with picture perfect landscaping. We may not be able to afford the landscaping, but we sure as heck can try not to embarrass ourselves by propagating more weeds than grass in our lawn!
Thus, my idyllic afternoon of relaxation turned into getting down on my knees to weed and cover up some bare patches. Naturally, this was done while the washing machine was churning and after helping hubby out with his already backlogged honey-do list. Fortunately, AT took it upon herself to indulge in a long nap (maybe on our behalf?) and AJ wasn't going about like a banshee this afternoon. So, hubby fertilized the lawn while I weeded and patched. For such a tiny strip of land, we spent close to two hours and $120. Yikes!
Tomorrow, armed with my new gardening tools (just a tiny spade and rake really), I will once more attempt my elusive dream of an herb garden. Well, maybe not a garden right now, just a tiny plot behind the house where I can grow some basil, cilantro, and other herbs that I usually cook with. With my "sore" thumb though, let's see how short I've cut these saplings' lifespans! However, if I manage to grow these, I may turn my sights into a (notch) loftier goal, planting some rose shrubs beside my house. Visions of moi peacefully cutting rose blossoms for a perfect centerpiece arrangement on the dining room table are going in my head now! But I'm getting ahead of myself here. Way ahead of myself. I'm more likely to be shredded by the thorns by all the weeding I have to do to save my dying roses. Let's take it one day, or more precisely, one nap (AT's), at a time then.
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