Laowai

Hey Mom and Dad our guest room is all ready for you. 

Here it is before I pulled out the bed and with my sewing table out. I love, love, love the sewing table that Brian got for me. It folds out into a very roomy table and has drawers in the middle. And then when the sides are folded down it’s really narrow. All my sewing and crafty stuff can be stashed away in the corner with the drawer unit. The room looks a little crowded with the sewing table, Brian’s desk and I’m not even showing the ironing board – but it really does work. Having a room where I can leave my projects out instead of moving stuff off the dinning room table every time we want to eat is so nice.

 

 

 

When Brian noticed that I had put all my sewing stuff away and folded up my sewing table I think it put him on edge. He said something like “wow, you’re ready to squirt that baby out huh?” (he refers to the beautiful process of birth in the nicest ways). I can’t blame him – just when he finally has a couple good projects that are taking off and requiring lots of attention – I’m feeling ready to give birth any moment. Anyway – here’s the room all ready for our first guests. The day bed pulls out into a full bed. I hope it’s comfy. 

 

Our guest room will be vacant and ready for more guests anytime after May.

Okay, I’m starting to do more of what I wanted with this panoramic photo thing. I like the idea of taking a photo in the same spot over and over again to show the changes. I also wanted to be able to see the photo larger and scroll horizontally. So I’m going to upload my photos to a web site called panorama-photo.net from now on. Next I just need to teach myself to make the photos seemless using my camera settings and some software. I was browsing around the panorama site and there are some beautiful photos – I’m almost ashamed to upload my unprofessional looking photo. But I’m determined to figure this out and make mine nice too… eventually.

So go here if you want to see my photo and take a look at some other nice ones too.

We’ve been eating dinner outside for the past several days and it feels so nice. I can’t help but be conscience, lately, that these are the last days of just the three of us. Less than a week and Mom and Dad will be here. I’ll be happy to meet my baby any time after that. Did you hear that baby – don’t come until after Tuesday next week… or else. 

 

Yes, Bea is wearing an oven mit on her foot. Nothing wrong with that. The girl has got to entertain herself while Mommy and Daddy finish making a meal. 

On Sunday we took a boat across the lake and explored the town over there a little bit. The boat was so easy and pleasant. I’m excited to take grandmas and grandpas on a boat ride.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thank you honey for taking Bea out on a fun adventure, cooking dinners, putting up with my slow pace, buying groceries and letting me spend most of my time on the couch this weekend. You are a super-Daddy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Brian keeps bringing home chocolate for me. Today he gave me a bizarre bug shaped chocolate (???). I can’t complain, but this makes me wonder what he will bring home next. And Bea was using my new phone in these photos to call her Grandmas. She didn’t seem to understand when we explained that we can’t call Grandma. 

 

 

You get surprisingly interesting results. This is a lot of photos, but I’m finding them interesting. They tell the story of our typical weekend. Brian is making dinner, I am sitting on the couch doing nothing (lazy me) and Bea is running around being her busy 3-year-old self. 

Bea and Brian went out for a long walk in Rapperswil today. I’ve been playing around at decorating the house a bit more. In my ongoing effort to add some color without painting or putting too many holes in the wall I put up a big paper poster. I made it from this photo that I took back in the beginning of March:

 

I used this free program that tiles the photo onto a bunch of letter size pages – you just choose the size you want. It’s not perfectly put together, but I like to look at it and it makes our room a little less stark. So here are some photos of the poster in our bedroom:

 

 

 

It’s still pretty sparse and white in our room but I like the open space and it’s feeling like home. Next I need to figure out how to hang all those precious photos that are sitting on our dressers. I’m not about to put that many holes in the wall  so I need to come up with some system. I have hung lots of stuff with 3-M Command Strips – those were the smartest things I packed. The adhesive is strong and it comes off the wall without leaving a hole or a mess. Unfortunately I’m almost out of the 3-M strips.

I also want to find some sort of bedside table or basket for my side to the bed. I might head to the thrift store today and see what I can find. I love having an excuse to go to the thrift store. 

You can see the bassinet over by the window – just like before – I feel full of emotion every time glance at it. It’s hard to believe that someone will be in there soon. Actually there was someone in there the other day. I came into my room to find Bea sitting in it when she was supposed to be napping. She looked very cute and I should have taken a photo but instead I rushed her out because I thought it might break under the weight of a toddler.

Here’s a photo of one of the pillowcases that Jennifer embroidered for me. Aren’t they charming and they go with my quilt.

 

One more little project I finished last night. It’s a silly little project and I think Brian was laughing at my enthusiasm. It’s a little box to hold toilet paper in the guest bathroom. We just have a pedestal sink in there with no storage at all. You’ve got to have a place to stash stuff like towels and toilet paper so I put the towels in a basket on the floor and this little box sits on the ledge above the toilet. It’s made out of some plastic table cloth fabric. 

 

OK – enough rambling on about boring things. Bea and Daddy will be home soon so I should stop playing and do some dishes or something like that…

Hmmmm – dilema – should I show this to Bea or not.