Why I love every other Wednesday

When Bryan and I first got married, it seemed like we spent at least half of every Saturday cleaning the house. I love a clean house, but it wasn't exactly the ideal way to spend the one day a week we really had to do whatever we want.

Then while we were staying with some friends, they mentioned their cleaning lady. That of course got us thinking. I asked around and found out that here in Arizona pretty much everyone has a cleaning lady. Go figure.

Anyway, a friend from church recommended her cleaning lady, and every since then I've been coming home every other Wednesday to the sweet smell of lingering cleaning products. Obviously there is still plenty of housework to do in between her visits, but it's sure nice not to spend my Saturdays scrubbing toilets and mopping floors...

Voila!

I've had a couple of comments about the color we were painting the bedroom...the flash made the color on the roller look like this crazy bright blue, which it is not. It's actually a dark blue--like a navy blue, only a little bit brighter. I took this picture of the end result, but I think the flash did its thing again. In any case, we finished that little project and when you see it in person, it looks absolutely awesome. We did a bunch of finishing touches to our ocean inspired bedroom this weekend in addition to the paint, so it's looking great.

One thing I do have to say is that having a house adds a whole new dimension to the 'to-do' list...

Time for a Little Home Improvement

So just for the record, Bryan hates to paint. But in an effort to keep his wife happy, he agreed to help with this little painting project in our bedroom. Now granted, I had to do all of the prep and detail work, but I don't mind that part so much. And of course, I once again chose a color that will require at least three coats of paint...

I Survived Girl's Camp!

So I have to admit--as much as I was not looking forward to 3 nights in the wilderness, Girl's Camp ended up being a really great experience. First of all, my girls were awesome. None of the drama you might expect with 15 girls aged 14 and 15 ever even surfaced. (They were just part of the 380 girls that were at the camp).

In addition to some really great spiritual experiences, I had the opportunity to go rappelling and canoeing with some of my girls. Rappelling was not anything that I had ever really thought about doing, but it was really fun, once I figured out how the whole rope thing worked and was convinced that I was not going to fall to my death from the face of a cliff...