On Saturday, Matt cleaned the gutters, blew the leaves, put exterior molding up around our new window, fertilized the lawn, replaced the screen doors with storm doors, changed the oil in my car, his truck, and then did a full engine (transmission? radiator? I really have no idea) flush on his truck, all before lunchtime.
Meanwhile, I drank three cups of coffee and leisurely cut coupons and read grocery ads. In all fairness, I had a lot of chores too, but I got them done on Friday. I earn my keep around here.
After lunch my mother in law called to say she was going over to the thrift store and wanted to know if I wanted to join her. I said yes because they were having a 50% off bric-a-brac sale and I'm no fool.
I love to see what people get at thrift stores, so I thought I'd share what I found for a whopping $5.62.
My mother-in-law went over to the picture frame department while I stayed in home decor, and when she came back over she saw the birdhouse decoration in my cart and burst out laughing.
"That was mine!" she said. "I donated it a few weeks ago!"
So now I'm buying my mother-in-law's hand-me-downs from the thrift store. Life is glamorous.
When I got home and laid out my treasures, Matt just said, "Wow. Another glittery reindeer?"
He said that because I bought two glittery reindeer from the dollar store on Friday. A girl can never have too many glittery reindeer.
Actually, she probably can. And three might be that number.
On Sunday afternoon my mom and I got an early start on Christmas shopping. We went to Home Goods, where we saw that peace sign Jesus has returned for yet another holiday season, and I got another glittery reindeer.
I have my limits.
Last night I decided that after nearly three years of wedded bliss, it was high time to create an email with my married name. So I did just that, and then I emailed Matt, who was sitting next to me on the couch, from my brand new email account. The subject line said "Surprise!" He opened his phone and said, "You spelled our last name wrong."
I didn't believe him so I logged back into Gmail, and lo and behold, I spelled our last name wrong. I only included two out of the three As. Whoops.
Tonight I made ranch chicken for dinner and while we were waiting for it to cook, Matt decided to respond to all of Emily's tweets. She is a prolific tweeter so this was quite a task, but he was cracking up as he typed his replies.
They are pretty funny.
I bet she can't wait to come for Thanksgiving break next week.