Washing Dishes

So this is our dishwasher. It is now however, our house. The pictures are from the people who sold it to us. We knew we had to move and we had to do it fast, so we didn't care that this new place didn't have a dishwasher. We figured we'd either wash dishes or use this handy thing. Well...its not so handy. It takes up SO much counter space and is technically only a 4 place setting thing. And it leaves everything soapy!

So I think I've decided that I'm just going to wash all my dishes now. It seems to work just fine for Jonathan, but not for me. Maybe I'll put him on dish duty!

We finally got all of our pictures up in the house. Now all we need to do is get the 3rd bedroom cleaned out. It has become our storage space. Which is just fine except for the fact that when we move out it'll be awful trying to go through it.

Right now I really wish I had my piano. My fingers are itching to play.

Mom and Tom are coming Thursday! 2 days till they come and 2 days till my birthday! Yay!

New Layout

Well it's been quite the experience trying to get this blog to look the way I want it to. And I'm still not sure I'm completely happy with it.

J will be happy to know that I tweaked the code on my own. I didn't just do a bunch of copy paste. He's always trying to get me to code.

I am so sick of the weather here. There's like 50 degree winds today. Not fun. And tomorrow is only a high of 49 with a chance of rain, and get this....SNOW! I am so not excited. I've been checking the 10 day weather forecast everyday to see if it would all let up for my birthday and this is what it says:

We'll just do my birthday week.

Monday-High of 74. Mostly sunny. 20% chance of precipitation.
Tuesday-High of 74. Sunny 0% chance of precipitation.
Wednesday- High of 73. Mostly sunny. 10% chance of precipitation.

And the big day?
High of dang 64. Partly cloudy. And at least a 0% chance of precipitation.

This is not what I signed up for when I moved to Idaho!!! At least I won't be roasting in California. I just wish that nice weather could stay for just one day longer. Oh well.

So the other day I was having fun wrestling with Milton and decided to take a few pictures. He decided to yawn in one of them. I swear he's not scary. He's actually quite the weenie. When Chloe hears something outside she barks her head off. I don't think she has any idea that if there were something really out there it would rip her to shreds. Milton on the other hand, whines and runs into my lap when he hears something "scary". That's why road trips with him suck. He sits on my lap the entire time because he thinks the acceleration of the car is a scary scary man that is growling at him. What a pansy ;)