My boy is in kindergarten. Crazy. Yesterday I went with him for orientation and I found myself talking funny because my heart was in my throat–not because I am sad to be sending him away for three hours every day, but because I am super excited for him and just to see him gaining independence. So fun.

Janey Mac Darling’s preschool orientation is tomorrow night. She doesn’t start school until next Tuesday, but let me tell you–that girl is going to love it and I am going to love watching her love it.

Danin? Well she’ll just be chillin’ at home with me. Oh, speaking of Danin–I need to document that the other night, I saw her open the scriptures and say, “And it came a pass…” over and over. No joke. Isn’t that hysterical? What’s even more funny is that then a couple nights later she did it again but this time she added, “Jane, you’re not listening!” She seriously copies everything she hears. And yesterday while I was braving the isles of the grocery store with all three kids, we passed another cart with a little girl in it and Danin said to me, “That girl picking her boogers!” Man, I love her. (See her first ponies?)

Brian continues to run. Two Saturdays ago he did his eighteen miler. We got a babysitter and I was able to run with him for a while (a while meaning the first six and a half miles or so–). Now THAT is true romance– running with your lover, listening to music–well, trying to listen to music, anyway. I was listening to MJ’s greatest hits but I didn’t know how to work the dang i phone thing I had borrowed and the songs kept shuffling. Ahhhh!!!! But anyway, I remember noticing the smells in the air as we ran and thinking that they reminded me of my Airwick scented oils and being so delighted by the fact that Airwick had gotten the Ocean Breeze (or whatever) right on the money. So funny. Anyway, Brian’s marathon is October 3rd so we will all be flying to Vegas AGAIN for a week. I’m seriously excited to cheer for him and make signs and stuff and let him know how proud I am. I’m a really good cheerer (not to be confused with cheerleader). I’m serious. It’s probably one of my greatest talents. Definitely bigger than reupholstering. Oh, man, guys. I am in so far over my head. After I had gotten all 9,476 staples out and I was actually working with the new fabric, I realized that I am like a first grade level sewer trying to tackle a senior project. There are parts of the chair that look alright, and then others that just look down right awful. The seat cushion looks especially bad. I tried to redesign it a bit and add piping to the top and bottom seams, and I just did not to a good job. All hope is not lost however, because I have ordered some cool turned feet off of ebay, which will finish it out a little and my seamstress mother-in-law will be coming to visit next month and I’m sure she can help me save the seat cushion. I’m not going to show you any pictures of the chair’s current state right now because it would ruin the impact of the final reveal, but here are pictures of the fabrics.

Oh, and do any of you locals know of anyone who might be looking for a new formal-type couch? I’m looking to sell mine (and a coffee table too) because I’m converting my front sitting room that always stays clean (but where no one ever sits) into an actual functioning room. Right now it’s just a waste of square footage and a waste of furniture.