So, what do you do when a circuit goes out? Grandmother had her room heater on (she keeps that room tropical, I swear) and her big screen t.v. on, I had some lights on, the radio and Meg turned on the blow dryer in the bathroom. The blowdryer was the tipping point, apparently. Sky was at work, so I did the only logical thing: I texted sky a photo of the circuit breaker and asked him to tell me which one I needed to flip. Much more efficient than flipping each switch one at a time and having the kids yell to me what went on or off.
Sky is in the middle of remodeling the master bathroom. He took out the old, small tiled shower and a wall cabinet, and will be replacing it with a larger walk--in shower which will be easier for grandmother to use. We've talked about enlarging the shower for years, now seemed like a good time.
it's a blessing that Sky can do all of the work himself, but it stretches the job out, because he has other things to do, like, go to work. Eventually, it will be done, and then we will be so thankful for the luxury of having two working bathrooms. Amen.
We are ending our official homeschool year. Amie's homeschool charter ended last week, Demi's will end next week. I am so ready for a more relaxed pace of life. Last year, we did not go to the beach at all, this year, I am hoping to be there a lot. Josie is graduating next week from the art high school, I am so excited for her!
Josie has been super busy with selling her feather art. She did really well with her booth at a winter art show, so for a spring art show downtown, she branched out with some dream-catchers. She had a booth with other art students from her school at the Patchwork festival. She is really a hard worker, I am so proud of her. :)
Here is a close up of some of Josie's feather painting. She amazes me with her talent.
I began filling the bird feeders again, and we have lots of bird-customers. I was lucky to spot a blue-bird in our yard, which is a first after living here about a dozen years now. I have spotted them on streets on the edges or our neighborhood, but not ever so close! With our popularity with the wild birds increased, Oliver (a.k.a. evil kitty) began a brisk business in bird-catching. After spotting the bluebird, I belled the cat. So far, so good.