Photostory Friday - One year older and wiser too?

The super cute husband decided it was time to finally accept the fact that he is turning, well, older.
Like he had a choice.

He didn't want any big celebrations

Or parties

And I obliged.

Instead, we entertained the waitress at Texas Roadhouse
And went to the inlaws house for presents and caramel flan my sister in law bought off some Mexican lady she works with and six kinds of Dreyers icecream.

Complete with 2 extra candles. Because we can't count. I blame the first grader.

We had the party at the inlaws because my husband got a wild hair and moved all the appliances into the dining room.
Right after he gave me permission to buy him tile to redo the floor.

Because he's a glutton for punishment.

As if turning, well, older wasn't punishment enough already. Right?

Friday afternoon.
Saturday morning.
Saturday afternoon.
Monday night.

We did just enough to get the appliances out of the dining room.
The goal is to finish this weekend.

With or without Toby's help.

And while he tiled the floor...



The girls played in the irrigation water and caught a fish.

I suggested we let Toby have it.

They agreed.

Me and my brilliant ideas.

Ishee eventually flushed it. The Ish drew up some Soduku puzzles and left them by the front door....

Just in case her dad or grandpa got tired of tiling and wanted something else to do.

My 16 year old son did not go to the homecoming dance.

Just the pathetic game.

Which we lost.

Of course.

We made him go just to pick up his sister and her friend. I doubt he would have gone otherwise.

He's so anti-social, I'm surprised the kids at school had the guts to even paint this on my his truck!

And now, a personal note for my sister....

The boy told me you gave him permission to run over my tree. HA!

Don't you know I "want" a whole forest of Quaking Aspens in my yard?

Anything to block out the view of the house across the street.

The one where they brought in semi truckload after semi truckload of nasty potato dirt.

Nice.

I'm told he's been sent a letter for violating every smell ordinance known to mankind. Plow under the stinky dirt or else. Either that, or the county was just telling my mother in law that to shut her up. It could happen.

Please comply, Mr. Neighbor dude. Don't make us hate you any more than we already do. My aspens aren't going to grow THAT fast! And P.S.... Happy Birthday super cute husband... you look even better than the day I married you. Thanks for being my husband.

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