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Nils has been out of town this week. Yesterday around 4:00 I got a hankerin' for a Coke, but didn't want to buckle all the kids in, drive to the store, unbuckle, haul them inside, etc., all for a lousy Coke. After the kids were in bed I thought I might die if I didn't get one, so I called my wonderful friend up the street to see if she had any. She didn't, but she drove to the store, bought me a Coke and delivered it to my house. Seriously, everyone needs one of her in their life. Such a shameless act on my part made me wonder if I'm addicted. I don't have it all that often, but having it on hand gives me peace and comfort. A good friend of mine (you know who you are) once told me that having Valium in her cupboard gave her peace of mind, even though she rarely needed it. I think Coke is my Valium. So be it. Besides, I can stop anytime.

You Rock the Hizzle Foshizzle, Nizzle!

Nils turns 30 today, so I wanted to wish him a happy birthday. Nils is my BFF and I love him. He makes me laugh until it hurts. He does all he can to make life good for us. He supports me in my insanity. He's one of the hardest working people I know. He's a wonderful dad.

The other day he took the kids outside to play while I was making dinner. I looked out the window and saw him pulling Aani around and around in a little kid car. For some reason it was one of those moments that melted my heart. He loves his kids and they love him.

Happy Birthday, Nils! We shall celebrate with ice cream cake!

Me Likey

It's yet another basement post, so bear with me. We're so close and it's so exciting I can hardly stand it. A year ago this was a concrete hole, and it's so cool that our own ideas have come to fruition.

Thanks to everyone's encouraging words mixed with my hatred of painting, I decided to stick with the green and brown. Nils put up some of the chair rail last night. I really, really like it. I'm amazed what a difference a white stripe made for me. I love it now. This is Nils' new baby- his projector. He's been talking about getting one of these forEVER. As you may know, Nils ALWAYS finds a way of getting what he wants. It's sort of infuriating. In this case, the job he's quitting happens to have 3 extra projectors, so he's going to do some contract work for them to pay for it. Now, if I can just convince him to do some contract work to pay for my boots.This is the office. It's the room beyond the arch in the family room. Sorry for the crappy pictures, you'll just have to come see for yourselves.
This the bedroom that I've never posted. Our poor old couch is going to have to be steam cleaned big time.Doors, trim and carpet are what we have left. Our basement fund has been depleted, so we're using the carpet we tore out upstairs and putting it downstairs. There were a few times we considered selling it or just getting rid of it, so I'm glad we still have it.

I love our basement. Nils loves it, too. We're unnaturally obsessed with it.