Plumber

Today I have to be a plumber... Unbelievable as it sounds I had some help breaing the shower in the upstairs bathroom... (don't worry it will all be working when I leave)... BUT I didn't sign up to be a plumber.... I don't even know what the heck I am doing. Here is what happened....

Espen takes a bath every night & plays with the faucet. When daddy was last home he had to say outloud "be careful, it is just plastic parts & he can pull it apart". Well I thought YEA RIGHT. And then BAM. I went to take a shower yesterday & water just squirted out at me in all directions but never through the shower head. SO Espen did indeed break the plastic parts. Dang it. So I mentioned it to daddy & he freaked OUT about how I break everything & what in the world was I going to do to get it fixed and we don't have the money to call someone to fix it... BLAH BLAH BLAH.. how hard is it to fix I asked him... and he said "not hard shelly" all condecending.

SO I got a lecture & some information on how to fix the problem. In the worst case I will call someone I know who may know how to fix it but I think I can get this... :) But GEESH I can't spend all my days fixing and breaking crap... maybe I should see someone about this problem!!

I'll let you know if I am able to fix this or if I have to call in the big guns.... my hubby is not excited about my attempts.. but I told him... "I have a MASTERS degree - surely I can figure out a faucet!" ~ that shut him up!

Yesterday I took the CUTEST photos of Espen for a project we were working on. And it was going well until he took a face dive and scratched his head in the gravel driveway. Poor thing was screaming... photo shoot was over...

Today I am having dinner with 3 of my girlfriends. It is sort of the "goodbye" dinner I guess. I think I've known one of them for 8 years and the other 2 for 5 years. I have & will miss them. They have been awesome friends.... and parts of them I will take with me & hopefully they will remember me fondly in the years to come! I can sit here & think fondly of the people I've moved away from... I hope they know they are not forgotten... I am not so good at writing all the time and not so good at calling but I do think about people! It is always the hard part about moving on... leaving those we love behind...