After ironing rugs....

Hayley's taken a new job at Mimi's and needs to iron her white shirt.  I told her she'd better go to Grams!

The ironing board is currently stripped of its cover, and tucked over the electric heat unit in McKenzie's room (for safety, so her bed which was pushed against the wall won't, well, overheat or anything). 

The iron needs to get brown plastic gunk off of it, from ironing these annoying creases in a Walmart rug I put by the new (Andy's old) bedroom door.  Who would've thought it would melt?  

The summery weather here has put me into a creative fix up the house mode.  Andy's old room is fini!  Except for the love seat and ottoman that are coming in 2 weeks.  The kitchen is fini!  All faux paint tiled, lit, and polished.  The walls in the hallway downstairs--fini!  Looks like an art gallery and very fresh.  Jill is fini!  She is refreshed, top of the world, and ready for another 60 degree summer day.  This weather is incredible!

Mom and I buzzed down (hide your eyes, cutting across 3 lanes with a milk shake to make a left on Alameda during lunch hour) to Pro Source so she could choose new vinyl for her bathroom floor.  Harry and Ellie came along and shopped with us.  Harry kept picking up pieces of wood on the floor, but other than that they were very helpful.  Did I mention that the carpet guys put a nail in the radiant floor heat pipe, causing a drip to the floor below, and necessitating a tearing up of closet and bath flooring?  Anyway, Mom's gotten a new bathroom floor out of the deal.

Andy turned 22 last week.  He had class at 8:30 am that day, but we saw him Saturday for a rolicking dinner at Tuscany's.  There, my arch enemy came in to dine.  You all wouldn't think I'd have an arch enemy would you?  Actually the whole war has de-esculated to more of a feeling of "oh no, keep a low profile, don't let her see us."  Anyway, Hayley was there, and the woman in question is her old best friend's mom, so Hayley was telling Geoff --"don't make eye contact" etc.  He gave the thumbs up, then on the way out went, "Oh HI!  Evan!  Stephani!"  

Well, you all have a lovely day.  Know I will.  We're going to pick up McKenzie from camp and zip down to Cherry Creek with her for lunch.  G's working half a day.  He wants to pick up something for A's birthday.  We'll have lunch at Nordstrom's cafe--mmm pizza & diet coke.  Maybe a piece of chocolate cake for dessert.  Wonder what Ms McPicky's eaten all week?  Can't wait to hear about her cabin and camp activities.  Did she square dance?

PS-- Don't even try to pick out birthday presents for a 22 year old.  McK and I shopped all Saturday and found random things like fake mango trees, little rock waterfalls, a poster, and a plug-in teapot.  Turns out he likes real plants and water from the microwave.  Ah well, my stir fry pan gift at Christmas was a bomb, why did I think his birthday would be any better?