At the ward breakfast, we met up with our good friends the Ts, and before the shindig ended they had invited Bella to join them on their Donut Excursion. Bella ended up spending the rest of the day with Jaydn, riding bikes and playing ultimate frisbee with some peeps they met at the park, attending a free concert in P-town, watching Dr. Who, eating burgers... fun stuff.
Hubby and I proceeded to go nuts on the house. Hooray! First we dumped the old couch outside. Just for fun we tried to pull out the hide-a-bed and it was STUCK. So glad I didn't have my high school friend David B. come to look at it (he expressed an interest in the couch when I mentioned on FB that we were getting rid of it). Embarrassing!
We swept and decluttered a bit more in the lounge, then moved the tan chaise couch from the living room into the lounge.
Then rearranged the living room thus:
Catness went back and forth between running, climbing, and jumping around, and stopping to follow us and sniff at whatever we were doing. It was like having a four-year-old around. "What are you doing with that? Why are you moving that? Where's that thing going?" We tuckered her out.
Took off the door from the kitchen to the downstairs and put it in the attic. YES!!
Put away all the cross stitch supplies I inherited from Uncle Tom and Aunt Betty.
Later, Hubby took six bagsful and a boxful of stuff I'd accumulated to the DI trailer (hooray!!). The kids kept Hubby busy as well, as he took Carter and Rosalind to see Wreck-It Ralph, and then picked up Bella and Jaydn from their concert. Busy, busy Hubby.
Harrison finally made it home from the beach trip, which he mightily enjoyed. The clams were in abundance; he said they caught sixty-something clams, and of those he caught around twenty. Our boy has a talent!! Too bad he hates clams. He came home very tired, but determined to still make it to the school dance. Hubby took him a little while later.
I spent the day dreading playing the piano for the Easter choir number tomorrow. How on earth could someone take a beautiful simple song like "Beautiful Savior" and muck it up till the pianist has absolutely no desire to play the thing? It was IMPOSSIBLE to learn (maybe because I'm impossibly stubborn).
Hubby and I went shopping later in the evening. Easter baskets will be assembled in the morning. The kids aren't little anymore, we don't have to be ready for Easter baskets (or pistols) at dawn. Whew!