quick catch up.

 

My first wave of moving is complete.  This week I have more of a task of housewife (thus the pictures) as I am now officially funemployed down here in futureland.  It's been a chaotic few days, but very productive.  Easter Sunday Mister and I were visited by the Easter Bunny and given a basket to share that held some chocolates, lots of fruits (including mandarins! my favorite!), bread, cheese, and wine.  The Easter Bunny got a lot classier this year!  

After Easter lunch with my parents we packed up all my essentials in both our cars, including my muttbaby dog and all her things and hit the road. (Sassycat is staying at her grandparents til the move is complete, then joining us down here.)  Rory did the best of the three of us with the long trip.  We stopped a couple times, one of those times to eat parts of our Easter basket goodies for supper, and Rory handled the situation very well.  I listened to an excellent book called At Home: A Short History of Private Life while traveling to futureland.   Very neat book exploring the histories surrounding all the rooms in the house!  Sounds weird, maybe boring, but it was extremely interesting, I promise.  Or maybe just for someone like me it was interesting.  Whatevs.  I don't know what Mister and Rory listened to in his car?  I think he was finishing a book on Buddha but I'm not positive?  Anyway.  We made it to NC and crashed.  Hard.  

When we woke up the next morning we unloaded almost all of my stuff into our new house (we won't actually stay in that house for a few days though - we're staying at Mister's current apartment), went to the library for a bit, ate some lunch, and I got a new phone with a new number!  My iPhone will be no more in a few days.  But the neat thing about Verizon is I can sell my phone back to them and put that money towards my phone bill!  And they are buying it back for a great amount - more than I could hope for.  It will be weird not to have a smartphone anymore, but I'm already liking the idea of "unplugging" a bit.  24/7 access to twitter isn't that great for "living in the moment."  So having a less-smart-phone will be nice - at least for a while!  

Mister has had to go to work, if you don't know - he's a professor, and while he was at work last night I poked around and found some sheet music and sat down at the piano and played a couple songs.  It's been forever since I've really sat down at the piano and tried to play.  An amazing thing -- muscle memory is awesome - my fingers were super rusty at first but once I stuck it out for a couple minutes, it's like my fingers magically knew where to go when I looked at the music.  This is not to say that the songs were particularly well-played, but whatever.  Now that I live with a piano again, I'm finally thankful for all the years of lessons my mother forced me to attend!  And now I'm itching to get my old sheet music back from my parents house so I can play some old favorites.  Let me tell you this, though... Mister came home and saw me at the piano, he plopped down once I got up and tried playing the song I was playing - he doesn't know how to read music, he does it by ear, and after I told him what key it was in and he hit a few wrong notes, he played the song even better than what the music read.  Don't ya just hate people with natural musical talent?!  So so so jealous of them!!!

I'm by myself most of today.  Well, not really if you count the sleeping dog lying in the bed near me right now.  After catching up on blogs this morning and writing my own, I'm going to take Rory for a long walk, then hopefully get in my own car and explore a little bit on my own.  I hope I don't get lost!  I know for sure how to get to the grocery store and the library, but other than that, I'm kind of clueless.  Luckily I'm pretty good with direction so I'm optimistic.  Maybe I'll get to my housewife duties and clean, organize, and cook today too!  Tomorrow I get to see my favorite band again!  So stoked, especially since we can walk to the venue from here --- nice! 

I hope all of you had lovely Easters and are gearing up for a lovely week! 

[image: housewife sherri and here]

this one is for the mamaws.

thinking of getting this for Mcakes. don't tell her, k?

So, I'm a total mamaw.  I use this word a lot when describing my favorite activities (snuggling, knitting, tea drinking, eating dinner way early, sending cards to all my youngin's - usually when the time is not right because I get easily confused, and going to sleep before the sun has completely gone to bed).  I've recently discovered that not everyone in the whole wide world is familiar with this word.  Let's use our context clues to try and figure out the word's meaning!  Okay, class?  What kind of person does all those things?  If you answered "a grandmother" then you are correct!  If you don't believe me, go to this link where wikitionary kindly breaks it down for ya.  You know this is correct and I'm not making it up because the internet never lies.  Especially sites that can easily be manipulated by so many.  Growing up I heard this term all the time so it's something I never realized wasn't used everywhere.  (I get confused easily.)  But yeah, a mamaw is your grandma.  Your grandfather is your papaw.  Obviously.  ~ThE mORe YoU KnOW~

Anyway - I'm a total MBMT (mamaw before my time) and I know I'm not alone.  Housewife often compares herself to a mamaw too.  We like to have sit down family dinners, drink some hot tea, go to our bedrooms early (after heavily moisturizing our ever-aging faces), read a little, and then LIGHTS OUT by 9.  Yes.  We are mamaws.  And you know what?  It's awesome.  I'm almost always well-rested.  Who cares if I'm in my midtwenties and I'm not out til the wee hours of the morning partying all day errday?  I did that for a period of time but then the real world* kicked my ass and told me "whoa girl, you can't keep doing this, I'm going to make you pay --- PAIN FOR DAYS."  So I listened to the real world and reserved party times for special occasions.  Or at least, let's say, not every other night like it used to be.  Ha.  But I am loving my mamaw status and if you are a mamaw, you should too!  So chin up, be a proud mamaw.  If you really just want to put on a face mask, knit some blankets, eat supper at 4:30, and go to bed before sunset on any given night - do it!  It's really (not) cool.  But whatevs.

I feel like this post is obnoxious?  Let's not change it though.  Also, I feel like I should confess that I wanted to fill it up with google image searched pictures of "mamaws" but then I thought of all the real life mamaws that I love dearly and their families love them dearly so maybe they don't want their image displayed on this dumb blog (even if I properly credit the source).  That's why I just put up the picture of the shirt I'm going to buy Mcakes and me.  Even if we don't really have "greatest blessings" in the traditional sense.  Our greatest blessings can be our animals and each other.  Boom.  Roasted.


*note:  I'm not referring to the shoulda-ended-an-eff-ton-of-seasons-ago MTV reality show.  I'm talking about ACTUAL REAL LIFE ON THIS PLANET EARTH.

why my housewife rules (and your's drools?).

1.  She cooks me supper on the regular.

2.  She freezes leftovers for meals later in the week and refrigerates individual servings for lunch the next day.

3.  When I pack my lunch for work, she writes cute notes on the napkin and slips it in as a surprise.

Other reasons:  she's pretty, she's influenced me to eat better & exercise (though I still haven't really got on her level for either - especially the exercise), she's smart, she laughs at my jokes, she asks how my day was, she wishes me a good day before I leave for work, she takes care of my animals if I can't be there, she keeps "mamaw" hours (this means we go to bed SUPER early), and did I mention that she feeds me?  Yeah - she feeds me... biggest reason!