a talkative ray of sunshine

it's monday morning and i'm not working (oh, big surprise). whenever i'm not working, i like to plan out my day in the morning. i think of things to do and, (i am so odd) i like to think of the time they take up as little cubes. i don't like to have large spaces in between my cubes. i like them all squished together quite snug, to ward off boredom. so that means i usually plan more things to do in a day than i can possibly get done. this morning i decided that i would do one of those things that i've been planning on doing for quite some time, but keep running out of cubes of time to do it. i decided that today, i would prune the rose bush. we have this huge rose bush in front of our house that pumps out gorgeous, red roses, nearly all year long! though i enjoy growing things, that doesn't mean i know what i am doing. so, in order to NOT turn our beautiful rose bush into a shrivelled mass of twigs, i went online and read up on pruning. my brain overflowing with information, i went downstairs to begin experimenting with my newfound, yet unused skill. upon looking out the front window, i could not believe my eyes. there was a man HACKING away at my rose bush! and another man was at the side of the house, doing the same thing to the 4 small ones there! i had just read all about cutting only 1/4 inch from the bud and cutting at a 45 degree angle, and these men, weren't even looking at what they were doing! chattering away in spanish to one another, they chopped and chopped until there was nothing left but...a shriveled mass of twigs. now, to be fair, the rose bushes do not belong to us. they came with the house, which belongs to our landlord. and these men are hired by our landlord to do landscaping at our house every monday morning. but i kind of wondered why they have never laid so much as a finger on any of the rose bushes until the very morning that i had decided to do the same thing, only much, much more carefully.

so now i have a few empty cubes of time, which means i get to blog! by the way, thanks to everyone who has commented so far, urging my husband to write something. keep those comments coming! i want to read him so many juicy comments that he'll have no choice but to write an extrememly juicy blog.

this past weekend was kind of crazy. josh and i decided to have our niece, kaylee over to spend the night. we absolutely adore kaylee. she is, honestly a little ray of sunshine. so we were expecting our weekend to be full of basking in the light of her sunshiney-adorableness. um, lets just say that after her parents picked her up yesterday, we both breathed a huge sigh of relief and promptly took a nap. she just NEVER stopped!

she just started this phase, like 2 days ago where she asks, "why?" to everything and wants to know what everything is and where it came from. "what's this?" she'd ask, pointing to my necklace. "a necklace," i'd tell her. "where did it come from?" "from canada." "oh....why?" "because that's where i bought it." "why?" "because it's pretty." and on and on it would go. josh finally figured out that when he answered her why? questions with, "because you're beautiful," that would shush her up. josh made his famous pepperoni pizza, which she took and delicately picked off every little piece of pepperoni because it was, in her words, "a little salty." then we watched mary poppins numerous times and attempted to wear her our by dancing our butts off to "step in time", which just made her even more hyper, and made us even more tired. then, of course, there was the bedtime crying session, which we diffused by letting her fall asleep in our bed with us, then putting her in her bed once she was asleep. i quickly found out that having a kid means that there is no more "me" time. i hardly had time to throw some clothes on for church in the morning in between feeding her breakfast, changing diapers and trying to keep her sunday clothes from getting dirty. though we both want kids in the future, i think that we'll just savour all the "me" and "us" time that we have until then.