Tuesday musings.

People blog for a variety of reasons. I am blogging for no particular one. My thoughts are often of the 'stream of consciousness' variety and I feel at some point the brilliance might be lost, so I decided to blog.

The painters haven't arrived yet today. They are really a nice bunch, but somewhere deep inside I think that they think we are all just a bit nuts. And, frankly, they would be right. This house is full of life. All the time. Even when it's just me in my office doing my thing. The dogs are always barking, the phone is always ringing...you get the drift.

And, then at 2:30, the fun begins anew. Cait comes home, then Liddy and now that wrestling has started, Mike arrives somewhere about 5:30ish.

Last night, Cait and I viewed her senior portraits. I think they are beautiful. I bought a portrait for each of my brothers and I think I will need more because there are some other family members that would like one. They came out so nicely, but of course, she thinks they are ugly. :eyes:

I really hope the painters will be done by next week. Otherwise, we'll have to have Thanksgiving in the backyard and I'll have to ask the painters to join us.