CAMP WILLOW CREEK

Tooth Number Three

Don’t worry. I won’t document every single one. I just got lucky with a shot of the newest.

Jump Up, Jump Up and Get Down

I came to get down.
I came to get down.

So get out your seats and jump around.

Mmmmmmmm

Adorable and delicious!

Do I Have to Wait?

Deck the halls…. Fa la la la la ……

Rock, Paper, Scissors

Word on the street last night was that the moon was supposed to be full and bright and amazing. Get-your-camera amazing. Well, it was cloudy and it rained, just to make sure. I got my camera anyway. Here’s some dark pictures of rain with no moon around anywhere

In the meantime, I also kept busy brewing beer for the upcoming Super Bowl party at Camp Willow Creek. And yes, of course you are invited.

Saturday Morning Fun

Jason and I are playing with the new Wii Fit today! Thanks Santa!

Dear Internet,

I am going to bed early tonight.

I know. Not much of a post. But at least I called to say, “Goodnight,” right?

Love, Sharyn

Christmas in April

And I’m not even April-foolin’.

First, Emily brought me some elephant ears. The kind you plant, Mom, not the kind from the bakery. I can’t wait to put them somewhere they will grow. The plastic bag is stunting them until I am ready.

Then, contractors gave us quotes on putting our walls and ceilings back where they belong. 2 quotes in one day. Fancy written quotes delivered by email. You know what this means? This means that someday we may have WALLS AND CEILINGS. This is good because Jason is growing a little too fond of what he likes to call our “rustic” look.

Bills of Glory

Since we moved into the Camp, I’ve always thought the water bill seemed high, but I thought maybe it was this county. I also knew we had a leak of some kind, but I admit I didn’t put too much thought in it. We had someone come out and try to find it. He couldn’t. How bad could it be if you can’t find it? Right?

We officially switched over to new-improved leak-free plumbing on January 25. The water billing cycle closed 12 days later, on February 5. The bill was slightly lower – 21% – than the previous month – December 5 through January 5 – when we were gone for about 10 days for Christmas and not using any water. The February 5th bill was also 28% lower than the bill that closed on December 5 and included Thanksgiving. I remember the crushed feeling I had when I got that bill in December because we both made a VERY conscious effort to use less water. I was devastated when it turned out we had actually used more. I mourned with an extra long hot shower the day after getting the bill.

Screw You Water. I’ll use you how I please!

So, the new lower February bill was good, but somewhat anti-climatic. I mean, is 21% worth no ceilings and endless dust all over the place? But I resolved to be patient. March 5th. That would be the true test. A full month on new pipes.

I must have checked online for that bill no less than 30 times Wednesday. It wasn’t updated. By some kind of mind-bottling (“Yeah, mind-bottling. You know, when things are so crazy it gets your thoughts all trapped, like in a bottle?”) phenomenon, I didn’t check again until a short while ago.

The bill has dropped 74% from last month’s slightly reduced bill and 81% from November’s Nightmare Bill. Holy crap, right? We don’t even have our new low-flow toilets yet. I can almost hear Lake Allatoona rising as I type.

Pizza Pizza

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I’m still getting better. Now I can get the pizza onto the stone without making a pitstop on the counter/shoes/floor and – even more importantly – I can get it off the stone after its done cooking. Tonight’s pizza actually had a mound of crumbled sausage on top, but it didn’t wait around long enough to have its picture taken. Prima Donna Pizza.

P.S. Happy Birthday Nate!