In reading my blog about Austin's birthday party, I need to clarify something, and dis-lodge my foot from my mouth. I am a very poor housekeeper, which most of you already know about me! I am trying to correct this and improve it. My parents, on the other hand are immaculate. They are very hard workers and have a beautiful home. I don't know why I didn't inherit this characteristic. I am pretty sure I've always been more comfortable in an "organized mess" than not.
So, anyway, I just wanted to have my parents come and think I was possibly changing my ways, even though they did not see my bedroom! I just wanted them to relax and have fun and not have to worry that they had not given me the skills necessary to keep up with my messy house; they have, I just haven't utilized them all of the time. What I really wish for instead of wanting them to relax is that there wont' be anything there for them to have to worry about, that I'd be a great housewife one day and everything would be like what my mom would have in her beautiful, well-kept home. My parents did give me an eye for detail, so I see all the problems, I just lack the ability to change any of them!
So, I love my parents so much and I sincerely am grateful my dad took his time that he could have relaxed with to fix my nasty little disposal and subject his back and knees and hands to some two hour long torture. I love my hubby, but he's not much of a handyman, my dad can fix pretty much anything (in my eyes he can, anyway) Plus, that was a long drive from Rigby to hear noisy noisy kids, getting a headache and backache. Please don't change mom and dad, you both are fantastic and I love you dearly, I just thought my story needed some flavor, but I take it back!!! ;)
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