Reclaiming the Garage!

There will, of course, be a little bit of back story here. About 8 months after we got married, B was deployed to Saudi Arabia for about 5 months. At a total loss for what to buy him for our anniversary, I decided to have my brother-in-law (quite handy with the furniture building) build a bar for our garage. I designed something that I thought B would like, and called in the troops.  My sister, her husband, and my brother’s son all came down for a weekend. The great build took place in the garage that weekend. I was so excited. B loved the bar. Though, I am sure there would have been some changes had he been the designer… this is what he got. I had it made as mobile as possible, with casters and removable pieces, so that it could be pushed against the wall when not in use, or range anywhere from a 6 foot long straight bar to a 9 foot long L shaped bar.

OK… Fast Forward almost 3 1/2 years. We have used the bar exactly one time. This is mostly due to the fact that when I (yes, me) poured the resin top on the bar, I screwed it up. And frankly, we have been at a loss for what to do with it. So, the bar just sat in the garage collecting dust, and other things that had no other home in our house.

We recently decided that it was time to reclaim the garage, and the bar. So, today, we filled up the Mom Bomb with things to go to the dump or to Good Will. I filled up several large Rubbermaid bins with items for a yard sale. We filled the back of B’s H3 with items to be returned to his cousin when we make our trip to Michigan. There is still a fair-sized pile in the middle of the garage floor, holding most of my show stuff. (We will talk more about my shows later.) That pile is slowly being taken over by some of B’s stuff. He also has about 6 large bins of military gear to sort through, not to mention several that are filled with, what looks like, the contents from random drawers.

Anyway I am planning to do the yard sale in a couple of weeks. I hope before the end of September. I need to figure out how to get him to go through the bulk of that stuff before then.

Once we reclaim the space, we will be able to use the bar. The dart board is up. The bar decorations have come out of hiding, and are ready to be hung. I refuse to decorate before we get all of the crap out though!

If anyone feels the need to commit random acts of neatness on our garage, or anywhere else in our house, please, let me know!

In the mean time, there is at least enough space in the garage now to store the patio furniture, grill, and porch rockers, in the event that one of this years’ hurricanes comes anywhere near Charleston. Go us!

And… so starts another week.

Doing it All Over Again

As an absolute newbie at WordPress, and pretty much at blogging in general, I am not sure that I am the best person for this job. But, I am walking my sister through the basic steps of setting up her blog, and working on mine at the same time. When hers is done, and she is ready to share, I will post her link to go along with mine. 🙂

More to come later today.

Your Job is What???

For those that do not know, I work in a day care center. My actual position is the After School Kids Teacher. But, for a couple of weeks, I am also the morning 4/K Teacher. My mornings are mostly calm. There are 10 kids in my class, and since actual schooling has not begun, I just try to teach them things that roll with their interests. This week, they were interested in one of my sign language books, so we learned to sign A and B and a couple of words that begin with those letters. I also taught them each the first letter of their own names. By Monday, who knows how much of it they will remember? But, a permanent teacher has been hired for them, and she will start in another week or so. After that, I will not see them too much any more.  😦 Sad.

My After School Kids, however, are a different story all together.  I have about 30 kids on my roll, though my ratio is 23:1, so never more than that.  In the first place, the State of South Carolina seems to think that one teacher versus twenty-three 5-11 year olds is a fair fight!  In the second place, they are absolutely failed to take into account that some of these kids have never been taught manners, compliance, or been disciplined in any way, shape, or form. It makes for some rough days. Add on to that the fact that some of the older ones think they are just too old, or too perfect, to need daycare, and some days, I want to pull my hair out! But, in the end, I do love my job. I love the kids. And I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Though… it would be cool if we got paid  a little more!!!

So, in the name of your entertainment, I bring to you, my craziest moment of the week. Drum roll please.

On thursday, I had a 6-year-old girl and an 8-year-old boy “get married” and then start kissing. After no less than 10 times of pulling these two kids apart from each other, I finally had to send one to another class.

Yep. I should write a book.

Day One

So, last night I sat in front of the computer and spent a good half hour fighting with WordPress over the perfect user name. I thought I had found one. It told me that the user name was available! Yay!  When I finished, I could not log in. Of course, this might have turned out to be a blessing in disguise. During my intense moments of saying not so nice words to my computer, I realized that the  name I chose was available, because I misspelled a word.  Ooops! So, I started the process over. I shifted my search to something a little more basic, and was able to have BradyLife. So, there you go.  We will follow the fun that comes with being Me. I have a husband who provides an endless stream of laughs and a few frustrations. He says (and does) things that would perplex the most seasoned wives.  So, as we are nearing 4 1/2 years of marriage, you can follow along in the fun.   You might get the occasional bit relating more to my work, than to Hubs. He would want it that way. 🙂

This weekend, I will also be attempting to talk my sister through the process of starting a blog as well. Hopefully, by Sunday, I will have figured out enough of WordPress to get her through it!

Happy Friday!

JB.